Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 388 Sir, If I Disappear, Don’t Be Afraid

Wen Tao's words made Wu Yao's eyelids twitch non-stop.

In this world, there are very few people who are as strong as her, and there are very few people who can fight against her, except for that person.

only……

Wuyao gradually realized that the closer she was to the truth, it seemed that the so-called truth she had been pursuing would eventually make it difficult for her to accept.

If the final truth was anything like what she thought now, then her husband would probably hate her.

Wen Tao felt Wuyao's hands trembling. He looked at Wuyao and said softly, "Madam, did you think of something? Why are your hands shaking?"

"No." Wu Wuyao lowered her brows slightly, she didn't look at Wen Tao, her eyes fell on the hands she and Wen Tao were clasping tightly, she was suddenly frightened, she asked: "Sir, if you find out one day, I mean... ..."

She raised her eyes and looked straight at Wen Tao, "I mean, if one day you find out that I will disappear for a while, don't worry, don't be afraid. I just disappeared for a short period of time, and I will come back."

In fact, what she wanted to say was not these.

But what she really wanted to say, the current situation, she couldn't say.

Her husband is suffering enough, she would rather not be what she thinks, she would rather her husband no longer suffer.

Wen Tao kissed her on the cheek, leaned close to her ear and whispered softly: "Okay, I will listen to Madam. If that day really comes, I will wait here for Madam to come back.

The vicissitudes of life are changing, and the stars are changing, I will always wait! "

He knew that his wife had something to hide from him.

It's just that she doesn't want to say it now, and he doesn't want to ask her.

Take your time, what to tell him, his wife will tell him.

Wuyao's nose ached when he heard his swearing words, she hugged him, "Sir, thank you."
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As night fell, the rescue ended.

In a small roadside restaurant, Wen Qingyue and Yu Beiyin sat by the window.

There are a few people on the table in front of them, and there are a few bottles of wine on the table.

Looking away from the busy people passing by outside the window, Yu Beiyin picked up the wine and drank it.

Halfway through a bottle of wine, Yu Beiyin's eyes fell on Wen Qingyue, "Qingyue, you are so strange."

Her wavy hair was tied into a low ponytail with a scrunchie. It was a very simple dress, but it did not diminish her beauty in the slightest.

The savagery, purity, arrogance and beauty exuding from the bones have their own characteristics.

"Four years ago, you were the one who said you didn't love me, you were the one who said you shouldn't be together, and you were the one who said you shouldn't contact me anymore."

Drinking wine like water, Yu Beiyin is quite arrogant.

She drank a bottle of wine quickly, and she took another bottle.

The bottle cap got stuck on the corner of the table, and with a light tap, the bottle cap and the bottle body were perfectly separated.

Her movements can be described as crisp, handsome and charming.

Putting the bottle cap over and taking a look, Yu Beiyin smiled, "You're lucky, I'll have another bottle."

Putting the bottle cap on the table, Yu Beiyin drank the wine and continued, "But now, it's you who showed concern for me. It's you who took the initiative to approach me. Why is that?"

She knew that Wen Qingyue didn't love her.

To be exact, after she came back from the ghost gate four years ago, she never saw any love in Wen Qingyue's eyes again.

She has never understood how the person who loves her so deeply can say that she doesn't love her and stop loving her overnight.

The wine was not good, with a bitter and spicy throat, but she was as natural as drinking plain water, without any discomfort.

Soon, half of the bottle of wine was gone.

Wen Qingyue on the opposite side stretched out his hand and pressed her hand, "Bei Yin, don't drink any more."

His voice is very gentle, always refined.

But Yu Beiyin felt uncomfortable, her nose was sore and her throat was tight.

"It's ironic. You obviously don't love me, and I can't feel your love, but why do you care about me so much? What happened to me, what does it have to do with you?"

"It was agreed at the time that we would get together and part ways, and we broke up peacefully."

(End of this chapter)