Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

When Huang Ma heard the word "prison", her face turned pale with fright: "Xiaojue... this... you are not scaring us, are you? The Zhou family is so powerful... besides, Zhou Ting likes you very much..."

"Mom, if you hope to visit me in prison one day, or if I die mysteriously or something, then you can continue to pamper Yang Wei and your sister... Otherwise, you should stop interacting with them!"

Mama Huang couldn't believe it.

After a long while, he said awkwardly, "Xiao Jue, is it really so scary? Actually, we are not doing it for your own good..."

Huang Xiaojue had already walked to the door, and turned around again, surprisingly plainly: "Yes, I know you have always been good for me, so good that even my wife was beaten away. Mom, ask yourself, are you really doing it for me or for my own good? To satisfy your vanity in front of your natal family?"

He turned and left without saying goodbye to his parents.

Huang Ma chased after him: "Son, son..."

Huang's father grabbed her and said in a deep voice: "What the son says makes sense, old woman, if you don't restrain yourself, you will really harm your son for the rest of your life."

For several consecutive nights, the moon and stars were sparse.

The faint scent of summer flowers blows in the wind.

There is a long ginkgo corridor, with green ginkgo trees on both sides, slim and graceful, and some even have small green fruits hanging on them.There is a small calm lake next to it, and the center of the lake is full of water lilies.

The street lights were dim, and Huang Xiaojue sat down on the bench.

In the opposite building, the lights of Wanjia have been dimmed.

After a while, he took out his phone.

I haven't called this number for almost a year. Even if I meet by chance, there will never be any communication or dialogue, even if we meet and don't know each other.

However, tonight he wanted to see her.

Very, very eager.

It's like how many times we passed each other... As if nothing had happened on the surface, who knows the turmoil in the heart?

No matter how deep-hearted a person is, how can others see the corruption?

That kind of pain slowly almost buried his whole body.

Over time, I thought I was numb and didn't care anymore, and the past was over.However, I didn't expect that the wound was in the deepest part of my heart. After so long, it was still dripping with blood.

Tonight, it suddenly got completely out of control.

I don't want to keep pretending anymore, okay?

Xixi, I have always loved you, but I have never been worthy of loving you.

He was anxious to see her, if only to hear her voice.

After ringing for a long time, the phone finally connected.

"Thin..."

The other party remained silent.

"Thin!"

He was also silent. He actually couldn't say what he wanted to express.

After a long time, Yan Xixi thought that he had hung up the phone.Just when she was about to hang up the phone, she heard him sigh.

Yan Xixi still didn't make a sound.

It started with the fight with Huang Ma, right?When he sent the unbearable video to Yang Wei, his feelings for Huang Xiaojue disappeared.

Huang Xiaojue, you have never really understood me—I have been pursuing a sense of security all my life—you have never given me this feeling.

But, now I don't need it anymore.

Only I can make myself feel safe.

"Thin... I'm sorry..."

She heard the wind carry his sighs over the phone.

"Small, every time I hurt you..."

She finally spoke, her voice was surprisingly cold: "Huang Xiaojue, are you going to plead for Yang Wei again?"

Never!

Who cares about Yang Wei?