"Zehong..."

Lu Yao predicted that he would kiss her, and when her lips fell, she pressed her palms against her hot lips.

She stared at his darkened eyes and called him softly.

Ye Zehong's heart palpitated. The gentle voice calling his name after a long absence unblocked all the thoughts buried deep in his heart.

unstoppable.

Lu Yao felt the warmth in her palm and retracted her hand in shock, her cheeks turning slightly red.

"Lu Yao, I haven't seen you for five years, but you are still the same as before..." Ye Zehong lowered his head and stared into her eyes, with a hint of sourness in his voice: "Heartless."

When the word ruthless came out of his mouth, the expression on Lu Yao's face suddenly froze.

She raised her head and met his deep black eyes, and his deep voice continued to be heard in her ears: "Do you still remember that time when you shot me so cruelly? The wound from that shot still has scars. It seems like you are reminding me all the time how cold and heartless you were back then."

After saying this, Ye Zehong lifted up his shirt and exposed the wound in front of Lu Yao.

Lu Yao pursed her lips, her eyes touched the bright scars of her upper wound, her heart suddenly hurt, and she even started bleeding in pain.

His words were more like a cold dagger, stabbing her heart several times.

She slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

I don't want to face that ugly wound at all.

next second.

His neck was pinched, as if to force her to open her eyes, and his thumb pressed hard on her throat, causing her to open her eyes in pain.

"Lu Yao, tell me, you must have had something to hide before you said such heartless words to me, right? And there's such a little thing inside, is it between you and me..."

"no!!!"

Lu Yao quickly denied it, but immediately regretted it.

How she wanted to tell him that her love for him had never changed.

There were indeed unspeakable secrets back then, and even Lu Feng's life experience was completely revealed. But……

So what?

Three months later, she still could not disobey Bonacay's order, left the capital, and returned to France.

If this time, she and Ye Zehong would be entangled again.

The final result was nothing more than making his wounded heart even more hurt and painful.

Upon hearing her negative answer, the light in his eyes dimmed instantly.

His seemingly expressionless handsome face was so cold that it seemed like it could condense into frost.

He raised his hand, wanting to touch the face that was so close, but Lu Yao took a step back to avoid it.

His body suddenly froze, and a trace of loneliness flashed across his eyes.

"Dr. Ye, I hope you can let go of the past and stop doing things that embarrass me. I'm afraid my son will see it and ask about your relationship with me, and I won't be able to explain it to him. After all... I already have a family. People who have children. No more than before, they can go freely..."

Lu Yao did not say the word love.

The heartless words were spoken with all her strength five years ago, but now she didn't want to hurt Ye Zehong all over with words as sharp as knives.

She felt bad for hurting him.

Lu Yao's face returned to a calm expression, and she took a big step back, obviously widening the distance between them.

His eyes flashed with a trace of sadness, and he twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "We are all adults, we should be able to take things and let them go. In five years, there are more than 800 days in total. I am no longer the same person I used to be. And you, I believe, are not the same as you were back then.”

Ye Zehong turned his head to look at the scenery outside the balcony, with a self-deprecating sneer on his lips.

When he laid his eyes on Lu Yao again, his whole body was exuding a chill.

He smiled faintly: "In the past more than 800 days, my heart has never changed, and I love you as before." (End of Chapter)

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