Lonely love rich lady

Chapter 1 Betrayed
Rong Yan felt that she had never been so nervous before, today is Gu Ming's birthday, she decided to violate the family rules and give herself to him.

After answering the phone, knowing that Gu Ming was already at home, she rang the doorbell, anxiously and excitedly waiting for his appearance.

With a slight sound, the door was opened, but what appeared in her sight was not Gu Ming, but a charming woman in a bathrobe.This woman she had seen in the photos on Gu Ming's computer was his ex-girlfriend, Ling Wei.

"Who are you looking for?" Ling Wei raised her eyebrows, scanned her face up and down, then smiled playfully, leaned lazily on the door frame, and asked.

"Weiwei, who is it?" A voice with an extremely familiar face came from the room, and then the owner of the voice appeared in front of her wearing only a bathrobe.

"Yan'er?!" Gu Ming looked at the face in astonishment, with a shocked expression on his face.

Ling Wei slowly raised the corners of her lips.

"Why are you here? Aren't you preparing to defend your graduation thesis?" Gu Ming passed Ling Wei and walked up to Rongyan, frowning into a word "Chuan".

After a long time, Rong Yan found her own voice, looked up at Gu Ming's eyes, and murmured, "Why..."

"Yan'er, after you finish your defense tomorrow, shall we discuss this issue again?" Gu Ming persuaded gently.

"Why do you want to lie to my feelings?" Yan Yan asked with a bit of anger, a bit of grievance, and a bit of heartache.

Gu Ming explained nervously: "I didn't cheat your feelings, I like you, it's just"

"He can't forget me." Ling Wei hugged Gu Ming from behind, and said arrogantly with a victor's attitude.

"Did I treat you badly?" Two lines of tears poured out from Rongyan's eyes.

Gu Ming was a little flustered, and hurriedly responded: "That's not the case, you are very good to me."

"I can support him, can you? I can help him in his career, can you? I can let him vent his desire, can you?" Ling Wei twitched the corners of her mouth contemptuously, and asked slowly .

"Weiwei!" Gu Ming turned his head and called out with some warning.

"Isn't it?" Ling Wei looked at him calmly and asked softly.

Gu Ming was silent.

"You want to be with her, you can tell me! Why do you keep me in the dark?!" Rong Yan cried and complained.

"I want to tell you after you finish your defense." Gu Ming lowered his eyes and replied in a low voice.

"Hehe, should I thank you for thinking of me?" Rong Yan asked sarcastically.

Gu Ming was silent.

"How long have you been together?" Rong Yan clenched her satchel tightly, how she wished to hear the other party say that they were only together today...

"Well, let me think about it, it's been almost two months since I came back from the United States." Ling Wei replied innocently.

Rong Yan felt that her heart was completely broken at this moment. She forced herself to straighten her spine, said "See you again" decisively, and turned to leave proudly.

"Yan'er..." Gu Ming looked at her back and couldn't help calling out.

"Why, do you feel distressed? Go and chase her, I promise to pack up and leave without saying a word." Ling Wei said in a low tone.

Gu Ming turned to look at Ling Wei, and said slowly: "In the past two years since you left, she has taken care of me meticulously and dedicated her best first love to me. If possible, I really don't want to hurt her."

"The fault is that I will never forget you and never fall in love with her." He paused and continued.

Ling Wei was obviously very satisfied with the answer, she put her hands on Gu Ming's neck, and smiled coquettishly: "The night has just begun."

Gu Ming wrapped his hands around her waist, and kissed her lips fiercely and wildly, as if he wanted to numb his heart by this.

At the same time, a rush of bells rang in the bedroom of a certain villa.

Being crushed under her body, the woman who was about to stage a fiery scene reached for the mobile phone on the bedside table, checked the caller ID, and pressed the answer button without hesitation: "Yan'er, what's wrong?"

Seeing this, the man was so angry that he reached out and snatched her cell phone.

"Qingye, I'm so sad..."

Qing Ye heard the other party's choked voice, as if being poured with cold water, she lost all lust, kicked her man away, got out of bed, and asked while getting dressed, "Yan'er, what are you doing?" Where is it now? I'll go to your place right away."

"Blue sky high-end residential area."

Aoba frowned into a twist, said "wait for me" hastily, hung up the phone, and speeded up the action of getting dressed.

The man looked at her with a livid face, gritted his teeth and said, "Who is your boyfriend!"

Aoba didn't answer him, put on her clothes, and strode away.

The man looked at the direction where she disappeared, feeling a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart, no one would believe that his number one rival in love was a woman, and she was an ordinary-looking woman...

Listening to the beeping sound from the handset, Rong Yan, who walked for a while on the empty sidewalk, finally couldn't help but squatted down and cried bitterly.

"Uncle, there is a sister who seems to be crying." A childish voice sounded in the quiet car.

The man driving the car glanced at the lump on the sidewalk, and replied nonchalantly, "Yes."

"She is so pitiful, shall we go and comfort her?" The little boy sitting in the passenger seat turned his head to look at the handsome man in the driver's seat and asked.

The man frowned, met his nephew's bright eyes, and then moved his eyes to the sidewalk again. Looking at the puppy-like group abandoned by its owner, he accidentally stepped on the foot brake.

Rong Yan knew that a car stopped next to her, and that someone got out of the car, but she never looked up, because she didn't think they were looking for her.

"Sister, are you crying?" The footsteps disappeared in front of her, replaced by an immature child's voice.

Looking up in shock, he saw a five or six-year-old boy looking down at him with pity and curiosity in his eyes.

She hurriedly lowered her head to wipe away the tears on her face, then raised her head and said to the little boy with a smile, "My sister is not crying, thank you for your concern."

"The red sleeves are stained with blood, and the gathering and dispersal are impermanent, and the plain hands are writing tears, and the old swords are in pairs.

A bell rang, and Yan Yan smiled apologetically, and said, "I'm sorry, my sister answered the phone."

"Yan'er!" As soon as she took out the phone, she heard Qingye's calling, followed the sound, and saw Qingye running towards her from the side of the car on high heels.

Qing Ye hugged her and comforted her: "It's okay, I'm here."

(End of this chapter)