Love in Hancheng

Chapter 18 My Ruined Wedding, He Came to Comfort (2)
When I wake up, I can go back to my happy childhood. I don’t have to worry about my father’s illness, I don’t have to lose myself because I met someone that day, and I don’t have to face such an embarrassing situation.

The door of the rest room was opened again, I thought it was my mother or Ye Xiaoran who took it back again, but I didn't expect to see that tall figure again.

I gradually opened my eyes wide, and subconsciously restrained the exhaustion and discomfort just now. I looked at the man who closed the door, watched him approaching step by step, looked at his cold and unparalleled face, and looked at his seemingly predictable expression. All the eyes couldn't help but sit up straight, and looked at him defensively.

I didn't speak, just stared at him so closely until he seemed unable to bear my gaze, frowning, stopped in front of me, and looked down at me.

"Do you want to marry Ji Mingchuan that much?"

Han Dongcheng's eyes didn't have the sarcasm in the past, and his deep voice didn't have that chilly feeling, but his question still made my blood boil, as if to arouse all the embarrassment and grievance just now. Come out the same.

"What do you mean? Are you here to laugh at me?"

I stood up slowly, somewhat lacking in momentum, I had never gained the upper hand in front of her.

"Ji Mingchuan, it's more complicated than what you've seen!"

Han Dongcheng met my gaze like a trapped beast, but he opened his closed eyes again, with a feeling of light shining, which seemed so penetrating, and what he said was so ruthless, but it seemed like Be kind to my appearance.

complex?Yes, Ji Mingchuan is complicated, so complicated that I can't see through it, so complicated that I think he is like me, let go of the past feelings, start again, press the scars of the past, and start a new life.

But if it wasn't for you, would I choose Ji Mingchuan?

"Ji Mingchuan, didn't you introduce it to me?"

I spoke quietly, with an unprecedented resentment, retorted, and even smiled, while Han Dongcheng stared at me so deeply, as if he wanted to see through my stupidity beyond my embarrassment.

I couldn't help taking a step back, not wanting to look at him like this.

"It was my fault!"

When Han Dongcheng saw my movements, he unconsciously frowned even tighter, but it was so easy to admit that he was wrong?

As if the taut string was suddenly snapped gently, Han Dongcheng admitted that he was wrong.

"Why, conscience found out?"

I laughed, but my heart hurt so much that I smiled, but the tear glands were inadvertently flicked, and there was a little moisture in the bottom of my eyes. Han Dongcheng always made me feel my fragility. and humble.

Han Dongcheng's face was tense, he just looked at me like that, looking at me.

"I don't hate you as much as you think!"

He opened his mouth, hinting like a tongue twister, his voice was still calm, but this sentence made my face change color.

He actually said he didn't hate me as much as I thought?
Did he forget those mocking words and cold eyes?

Has he forgotten those indifferent expressions and alienation?
He has forgotten those actions that pushed me towards Ji Mingchuan step by step?

I laughed, it was really a bad joke, but the tears came out.

"I don't need your comfort, you go out."

I raised my eyebrows, and I have never confronted him so proudly before, but he was looking at me, and suddenly an arm moved, and I saw him take out a neatly folded handkerchief from his trouser pocket, and handed it to me. came to me.

"do not Cry!"

Han Dongcheng's complexion was not very good-looking, and even his voice seemed a little stiff, so he just handed the handkerchief in front of me and told me not to cry?

I looked up and smiled, but the tears flowed out uncontrollably. I didn't want to be so embarrassed in front of Han Dongcheng. I never wanted to, but why did I feel so wronged? The same grievance.

But I raised my eyebrows and still smiled. When I looked up at Han Dongcheng, my proud expression fell into his eyes. His attitude is beyond my understanding of him.

"Wipe it!"

I didn't have the kind of careful care when I treated Huo Lingsha, but seemed stern and uncompromising. I pursed my lips and tried hard to take back the grievance in my eyes, unwilling to reveal half of it in front of Han Dongcheng. His fragility, but I turned my head away without seeing his kindness.

Han Dongcheng didn't move, and seemed to be standing in the same posture. His persistence and stubbornness were obviously worse than mine.

The door was opened again, it was Huo Lingsha who looked worried.

"Dongcheng, many reporters are here again."

Hearing this news, I was shocked, and my face couldn't help being ugly. Liang Yuyou's ruthlessness might put me in the worst situation.

Wrong, is everything too simple?
"I'll deal with it right away!"

I don't know if Han Dongcheng said this to me or to Huo Lingsha. I only know that Han Dongcheng finally withdrew the hand that had been handing over the handkerchief. There was a ray of doubt, but it quickly subsided again, and said in a concerned tone: "Well, go out and have a look."

After Han Dongcheng finished speaking, he turned and went out, but Huo Lingsha did not follow, but stayed behind, looked at me, hesitated for a moment and said: "Don't be too sad, it may be a misunderstanding, since Ji Mingchuan decided to marry You have to trust him."

Yes, I believe in the feeling that Ji Mingchuan gave me, although not in love, but the feeling of peace of mind, I believe in his maturity and rationality, and in his ability to control himself.

But facing Liang Yuyou's ruthlessness and Ji Mingchuan's nervous turning around, my heart was still cold.

"Dongcheng will help you deal with it, and Auntie, Uncle Ji, and Uncle Han will also help you deal with it."

What Huo Lingsha said was more realistic. The so-called handling, except that there is no comment to the outside world, there are always reporters and media who are chasing rumors and adding fuel to the air. What's more, what happened just now is far from being simple.

The guests who came to the dinner party, although they will not make a big publicity like the reporters, but why don't they have a chat in the after-dinner tea time.

And the more serious ones may be yet to come.

It was supposed to be a grand feast of the century, but when they realized that it was not appropriate to stay longer, the guests left early, and everyone involved looked ugly.

"It's getting more and more bastard!"

Ji Ting's face flushed with anger, when he came to me to apologize, he must have already apologized to Han Qinan and his mother.

"Ming Chuan did something wrong, I will let him give you an explanation."

After that, Ji Tingkuan had no more consolation after all, after all, now Ji Mingchuan left with his personal assistant, as if there was no news from him.

"Why is this kid getting more and more out of line? He's been with that Liang guy for so many years~"

Pan Yue'e also came over with Ji Tingkuan, and what he said made Ji Tingkuan give her a sideways look, and the faces of Han Qinan and his mother beside him were even uglier.

Next to Pan Yue'e was silent, with his hands in his trouser pockets. Although he didn't show any expression on his face, there was Ji Mingze who didn't care much in his eyes. Even wearing a suit and leather shoes, he couldn't hide his cynical nature. After a glance, he heard him say: "Dad, it's wrong for eldest brother to marry for property."

Ji Mingze's disregard for the occasion caused Ji Tingkuan to say angrily, "Bastard, get out."

Ji Mingchuan didn't care how annoying what he said, but faced Ji Tingkuan's anger that was about to growl, he shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, and when he left, he glanced at me with a wicked smile in his eyes, as if to say, I deserve it You are so same.

I ignored Ji Mingze's unpleasant expression, but his words made me feel disgusted and puzzled.

What does it mean to marry for property?
Marrying me is just a good match for Han Qinan, what kind of property relationship does it have?
But this time is not the time for me to pursue these issues. My mother's face is surprisingly ugly. When Ji Mingze turned around and strode away, my mother actually held her forehead and almost passed out. If Ye Xiaoran didn't find out and helped her in time , I'm afraid my mother is really going to fall down.

"Mom~"

Ji Mingchuan's departure, apart from me, is undoubtedly the biggest blow to my mother.

"Mom, are you okay, let's go back first!"

Now that the dinner party is over and there is still no phone call or message from Ji Mingchuan, he must have devoted himself to saving Liang Yuyou, and we are only making ourselves more ugly by staying here.

My mother grabbed me tightly, with an indescribable guilt on her face.

"It's mom, I'm sorry, it's Ji Mingchuan in my mom's picture~"

Mom obviously has more to say later, but Han Dongcheng over there has already come over and ordered: "The reporter has been dispersed. Now that the guests are leaving, you go back first, and I will deal with it here."

Under Han Dongcheng's arrangement, when my mother and I returned to the Han residence, it was as if we had experienced an air crash. No one would have expected such a situation.

Until she sat on the big bed in the master bedroom, her mother's expression was surprisingly ugly, and her former composure seemed to have disappeared. Even when her father was sick, she had never seen her so frustrated.

"Mom, it's just that you're not married."

Perhaps after the most embarrassing moment, I calmed down instead. In the end, I comforted my mother, but my mother held my hand tightly and let out a long sigh.

It's just that I didn't get married, and I didn't feel more sad than dying in my heart. After three hours of waiting, when I slowly calmed down, compared with the embarrassing and tired injury before, I was so calm .

So calm, apart from the uncontrollable fragility when facing Han Dongcheng, there was no grievance, let alone tears.

"I'm fine, you go back, I need to be quiet."

I chased away Ye Xiaoran who was full of worry, I just wanted to be quiet.

What I need to face up to, apart from my own haste about this marriage, is the relationship between Liang Yuyou and Ji Mingchuan.

Sometimes, it's over, but the feelings are broken.

Back in my bedroom, I turned on the computer, opened the webpage, and entered the three words Liang Yuyou.

The overwhelming information came oncoming, Liang Yuyou was as beautiful as a flower, holding the trophy, smiling very happily.

She won the Best Actress in a Movie, and her past history can be traced to the relationship between Ji Mingchuan and Liang Yuyou.

(End of this chapter)