Quit pampering

If Li Huan messes with his mentality like this, who else will be crazy if he doesn't?

Wen Ying had never seen him look so lifeless before, "If you want to catch Miss Li, how about showing your sincerity and letting go of your superior figure. Maybe one day you can impress Miss Li."

Really not wanting to see him like this, Wen Ying softly gave him some advice. She thought it would be okay to let him hold on to some faint hope.

If people lose hope, then they don’t even have any hope at all.

I'm really afraid that he will become depressed.

It was rare to see him show affection, and Wen Ying always hoped that he would have a good outcome.

"What the hell-"

Huo Xiaolian originally raised his voice, but fell silent in vain.

In the end, he did not refute Wen Ying, nor did he say anything, but drank in a dull manner.

But wine can't relieve the sadness, it will only add to the sadness.

Wen Ying couldn't bear to sit back and ignore her, so she kindly stayed with her. However, Mr. Huo drank too much and squatted at the door of the club drunkenly calling Miss Li.

Wen Ying said it was so late and he wanted to fight tomorrow, but he refused and insisted on fighting.

However, Ms. Li did not answer the phone.

Then Wen Ying saw him dialing the same number over and over again, so persistently.

Wen Ying had made countless phone calls and lost count. There was never an impatient look on his face. It would have been different in the past -

Wen Ying's thoughts stagnated for a moment, and he looked at the young master under the flashy lights. He looked so pitiful. He was obviously from a high family, but at the moment he looked like an abandoned dog, as if he was mourning for his heir.

Wen Ying stood next to him, not knowing what else to persuade.

For people who are stuck in a dead end, no amount of persuasion will work. If you don't hit the wall, how can you know what the result will be.

"Yingying..." Huo Xiaolian raised his head, "She doesn't answer my call."

The light shone down, and the young and handsome face was fragile and helpless.

It's strange, how come everyone seems to be a different person when they have feelings.

The second young master who used to come and go freely in love is now suffering from the pain of love.

Is it retribution?

Wen Ying was speechless for a moment, feeling very complicated, but finally comforted her, "Maybe she is busy, or she has already rested at this point."

Huo Xiaolian squeezed the phone tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged. "Is anyone really so busy that she can't even answer a phone call? And she has severe insomnia, so she must not have slept at this point."

Wen Ying pointed to his mobile phone and said, "...Miss Li answered the call."

Wen Ying saw his hand trembling, and before the phone was put to his ear, he heard him start calling Zhazha, "Li Huan, why the hell did you ignore me for so long? How can you, a woman, be so cruel?"

Li Huan's voice could be heard clearly, and she said, "I'm busy."

Huo Xiaolian shouted at the top of his lungs, "What are you busy with at night? I've called you so many times, are you messing with me on purpose?"

Wen Ying sighed when he heard this, how could anyone chase a girl like this?

Li Huan was silent for a few seconds before speaking, "Why don't you answer it now?"

Huo Xiaolian was about to go crazy, "Li Huan, you just fucking ate me to death!"

If he had known earlier, he would have accepted the family marriage.

If you hadn't gone to Shanghai, you wouldn't have met such a heartless woman like Li Huan!

Li Huan sighed calmly, "Why did you call me?"

Huo Xiaolian's violent body remained still for a moment, "If nothing happens, can't I call you? Can't I even hear your voice?"

After speaking, his voice was full of grievance, and the shadows on the ground looked pitiful.

Li Huan's voice was helpless, "Second Young Master, you are drunk." Drunk people can't hear this the most, "I'm not drunk!" He retorted, "I'm very sober now."

I was so full of words that I still said I was not drunk.

Wen Ying really wanted to tell Miss Li that he was really drunk, or to coax him. Xiao Lian was actually easily coaxed by women.

But she was in no position to say this.

Xiao Lian was drunk but he knew how to call Miss Li. He was the kind of person who just couldn't pull himself out.

But no matter how strong he gives it, is that what Miss Li wants?

Wen Ying looked at the feasting and feasting on the other side of the road and remained silent.

In their relationship, she was just an outsider, and it would be inappropriate for an outsider to get involved.

Li Huan's voice sounded calm, "Are you still outside? It's getting late, go home quickly."

"What home should I go to? I have no home. I have been kicked out of my house. Why don't you take me in?" Huo Xiaolian was miserable.

After all, he was a real young master from an aristocratic family, how could he be as miserable as he said.

The lintel of the Huo family is now something that a down-and-out daughter cannot reach.

She understands the world of the rich and powerful very well.

Li Huan was cruel and said coldly, "Second Young Master Huo, go back. Don't come to Shanghai again. We are not suitable."

Li Huan hesitated for a few seconds and then blocked his phone number.

Huo Xiaolian looked at the hung up phone and dialed the number again with trembling hands. This time there was only a cold mechanical sound, "The number you dialed cannot be connected."

Huo Xiaolian didn't believe it, so he called out, but the same notification sound came out.

Huo Xiaolian still had a hint of disbelief in his eyes, and turned to Wen Ying, "Yingying, has she blocked my number?"

Wen Ying's eyes were filled with pity and she nodded. Just when she was about to persuade him, she saw him smash the phone to the ground. With a bang, the phone fell into pieces.

Yes, the mobile phone worth tens of thousands of yuan was scrapped.

Huo Xiaolian stood up and walked into the club again. Wen Ying held him back, "Where are you going?"

"Where are you going?" Huo Xiaolian smiled awkwardly, "Go and have a drink."

Wen Ying frowned, "You're so drunk that you're still drinking. Go home quickly."

Huo Xiaolian shook off her hand, "No, I won't go back."

"Do you want to drink yourself to death? What's the use of getting drunk? Do you think it can solve the problem?" Wen Ying grabbed his arm and spoke in a cold tone.

Seeing his drunken mischief, she really wanted to knock him out and finish it off, but thinking of her past self, she couldn't say any curse words. She understood his mood so well that her voice softened unconsciously, "Xiao Lian, go home first."

"I said I won't go back!" Huo Xiaolian shook her off, "Yingying, please leave me alone!"

The force was so strong that he threw Wen Ying aside. Huo Xiaolian's eyes tightened and he reached out to pull Wen Ying away. Huo Zhiqian held Wen Ying's waist from behind.

The voice fell from the top of my head, "Are you okay?"

The breath surrounding him was not unfamiliar, and Wen Ying quickly withdrew from his arms.

Huo Zhiqian looked at his empty hands, which seemed to still have the fragrance of her roses on them. He twirled his fingers and put his hands into his trouser pockets. His eyes suddenly turned cold and stern, "Huo Xiaolian, do you want Wen Ying to get hurt?"

Wen Ying lowered her eyes, "I'm fine, just send him home."

Huo Xiaolian lowered his head, "Yingying, I'm sorry, I..."

"You go home first and have a good sleep." Wen Ying interrupted him and helped him into the car with Huo Zhiqian.