Famous family scandal: Leng Shao's pillow wife

Chapter 95 The price of stupidity 2
Du Xiaoqiang shook his head sadly: "Luo Ya, I think..."

Luo Ya interrupted him: "It's getting late, let's go see them!"

"Luo Ya, I want to know, do you...have..." This sentence was so difficult that he couldn't say it completely.

After a while of silence, Du Xiaoqiang's fiery eyes gradually dimmed. It is inappropriate to dwell on this issue now, and it will only increase each other's troubles and embarrassment.

"It's okay, Luo Ya, let's go back." With a weak smile, he waved his hands at Luo Ya, and turned to face the floor-to-ceiling windows illuminated by the moonlight. The projected moonlight made him unable to open his eyes.

Luo Ya's tears kept streaming down, the people she loves the most can't be together, and the people who like her have failed, she didn't want to hurt them, but she hurt them inadvertently!Turning around and moving slowly, it was only a few meters away from the door, but it seemed so difficult to reach. At the moment of opening the door, she gave up all her persistence and said with some guilt.

"Mr. Du, I'm sorry..." Let the tears flow freely, he always appeared at her most desperate time, but she had to say sorry, she failed him.

Du Xiaoqiang turned around and hugged her vigorously, she didn't have time to struggle, her brain seemed to stop working, and it was too late to stop.

At this moment, a gentle hug is enough for Du Xiaoqiang, his warm eyes are blazing like never before, it is enough to see her happy!

"Luoya...Luoya..." He whispered in her ear, he was overwhelmed by great happiness, if possible, he would rather die with her.

"What are you doing?" A sharp voice sounded, and Jiang Haiyan was standing beside her at some point, her face full of disbelief and indescribable pain.

Luo Ya immediately escaped from Du Xiaoqiang's arms, but without realizing it, Du Xiaoqiang's eyes dimmed. After all, they couldn't show others brightly and proudly!

"Jiang Haiyan, what's the matter?" Seeing Luo Ya's embarrassment, Du Xiaoqiang broke the embarrassment first.

"How can you do this, Luo Ya, what are you doing?" Jiang Haiyan's fair face turned red with excitement.

"Haiyan, don't get me wrong, we have nothing to do with each other." Luo Ya replied in a low voice.

Jiang Haiyan looked so aggrieved, but her tone was very sharp: "Aren't you afraid of spreading the word? And you, I... know what will happen, have you thought about it?" Jiang Haiyan looked at Luo Ya, her eyebrows tangled together.

She originally wanted to say what would happen if my brother found out, but at this moment she understood Ling Juefeng's anger, Jiang Haiyan looked at Luo Ya suspiciously, how could it be possible for her and him?

Luo Ya's face turned pale when she heard this, no matter what she did, it was wrong.

"Haiyan, don't say these things, everything is me, don't make things difficult for Luo Ya!" Du Xiaoqiang's displeasure appeared on his face.

"Okay, I don't care! Luo Ya don't want to have the best of both worlds, no one can do it!" After finishing speaking, she slammed the door hard.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Luo Ya shook her head and whispered, opened the door and ran out, leaving Du Xiaoqiang standing still with a painful face.

The world returned to darkness again, just like a flash of lightning, beautiful and gorgeous, but irreversible, just like his love for her, it can only be a dream forever.

Luo Ya was very sad. After knowing Jiang Haiyan for so many years, she got angry at herself for the first time, probably because she liked Du Xiaoqiang, or maybe it was because she felt sorry for Ling Juefeng.

Afterwards, several people ate barbecue together, and the four had their own ghosts in their hearts. Ling Juefeng didn't know what happened just now, and seemed to be in a good mood, and he was not dissatisfied with Luo Ya's behavior.

Although Jiang Haiyan got angry at Luo Ya, she soon realized that she was impulsive. She kept getting food for Luo Ya: "Eat more, don't lose weight anymore."

"Haiyan, let's have a drink!" Luo Ya looked at the attentive Jiang Haiyan, a little sad and guilty, what day is it today, how did she become the culprit, in fact, the only person she wanted to protect was Ling Juefeng. The other two sitting were her friends.

Du Xiaoqiang responded to the call: "Since Luo Ya has made a move, why should we men be companions, don't you think so?"

Ling Juefeng looked at the little woman in front of him with an aggrieved look, wishing he could hug her, what happened to her?He wanted to see through her, but he couldn't figure it out, so he drank the wine in one gulp.

A piece of wine was drained in a short while, and Du Xiaoqiang went to the wine cabinet to get white wine.

Luo Ya's consciousness was a little fuzzy. She saw two Ling Juefeng dangling in front of her. She reached out to touch his face, but stopped in midair. She picked up the wine in front of her and drank it down.

Luo Ya drank a lot of wine, and her consciousness became more and more unclear. After an unknown period of time, she woke up with severe abdominal pain.

There is no one here, but the lights are turned on very brightly, and the bright lights indicate that everything here is familiar from memory.

Luo Ya groaned in pain, and finer and finer beads of sweat had already oozed from her forehead.

The house is very big, but it seems much empty alone.

She no longer has the strength to think about when Ling Juefeng brought her here, and why she waited alone on the sofa in the living room.

Waves of pain churned in her stomach, she shrank tightly to the corner of the sofa as if she had no strength at all.

I don't know how long it took.

It may be minutes, or it may be hours.

But before she was so painful that she almost lost consciousness, a cup of warm water was already on her lips. Before she could react, Ling Juefeng had already stuffed a tablet into her mouth, and couldn't help but sip a few sips of water, choking her to tears straight down.

Such a man is not gentle.

He was probably afraid that he would die here, his eyes were sharp and fierce, as if he was questioning her "crime" today.

But the medicine is indeed a good medicine, because after a while, she feels much better.

After lying on the sofa for an unknown amount of time, Ling Juefeng disappeared without a trace.

Consciousness gradually became clear, and Luo Ya gradually became vigilant.

What did he bring her here for?Although she promised to make it clear to him, it was just an excuse, and they made things clear.

Faintly heard footsteps again, the floor was covered with thick blankets, so the voice was a bit muffled, but Luo Ya could still recognize his master, and his walking voice seemed to have a cold and steady voice.

What surprised her was that Ling Juefeng was holding a bowl of porridge with a cautious look.

What made her even more unacceptable was that the usually cold person in front of her was wearing a pink apron.

Such a funny scene made him look completely different from usual.Hilarious and ridiculous.

Although he was still expressionless, Luo Ya really couldn't help laughing.

The man opposite seemed to glance at her, and gently placed the porridge on the dining table.

"Come here." The voice was full of coldness, without many words, with an order.

Luo Ya didn't dare to laugh anymore.

She obediently walked over step by step, looking at his cold eyes, she felt a little uneasy.

"Sit down." Ling Juefeng ordered.He took off his apron and made it to the other side of the dining table.

Luo Ya sat down and looked at the bowl of porridge in front of her.

stupefied——

What's going on, it's so weird.

Ling Juefeng cooked porridge for her by himself, she was not flattered, but a strong anxiety.

This is - hibiscus bird's nest porridge.

She told him before that when she was a child, her father loved making it for her most.

Of course, this kind of luxury was only available when I was a child, when my family had everything. At that time, my father still loved her very much. At that time, nothing changed. I remember that every time he talked about his family, his expression was a little strange.

In her impression, Ling Juefeng was a serious boss, a cold man, and of course he once cooked for her himself.

That day he asked her if she liked fried noodles, and he made a big table of delicious food. This man really can handle everything, from the hall to the kitchen.

During those days, they were very happy.

At that time, he really doted on her.

So much so that she once thought that he and the others really had a future.

It turned out that there was still a short-lived fond memory between them.

It's a pity that when all the good things were torn apart, she realized that everything was just a dream.

Furong bird's nest porridge reminded her of her father's doting on her in every way when she was a child. She still remembered that when the winter was too cold, she acted like a baby to her father: "Dad, I don't want to go to school today. Daddy, I want to eat Furong bird's nest porridge."

"Okay! If you don't go, you won't go. Dad will make porridge for you."

Not only did Luo Qixiong not blame her, he even went to buy the ingredients himself to cook for her, even though he had a nanny but he wanted to do it for her, at that time she was a princess living in the castle.

Up to now, she can still remember the scene where her father made porridge for her in the kitchen, and she circled around him. Thinking of her father, her eyes were a little moist. She didn't know whether she loved him more or hated him more.

All of a sudden, there are mixed feelings, and I don't know why I suddenly think of so many unbearable pasts.

Those past days, thinking about it now, still feel suffocating.

She even felt that the bowl of porridge in front of her was like her past.

Expensive ingredients, pure color, but entanglement to death, mess.

The crystal porridge seemed to be imprinted with her unbearable past, and she laughed unscrupulously.

Laughing at her naivety and stupidity.

"Pa—" she nervously brushed the porridge to the ground.

The antique porcelain bowl made a crisp sound.

The porridge was spilled all over the floor, and everything was too late.

There is also a faint strong fragrance accompanied by hot air.

Luo Ya herself was also shocked there, and raised her head in a daze.

Seeing the opposite, murderous cold eyes.

Like an ice cellar, it makes people tremble and suffocate.

The air froze, but Luo Ya seemed to feel the eyes of the man on the opposite side getting colder and colder.

She suddenly regretted it too.

I was really nervous, and I didn't know why I had to impose my unpleasant past on him.

It is rare that they can talk peacefully.

However, every time she was with him, every time she faced his face, Luo Ya would lose control.

She still can't forget the past, can't forget him...

She wanted to leave resolutely, but she was so reluctant to give up. How good he was to her, how much pain she would have in the future, just like her father's love, was her eternal wound.

Luo Ya was a little sad, she said in a low voice: "Yes, I'm sorry..." Luo Ya muttered, not knowing what was wrong.

In order to avoid the murderous gaze of the man opposite, Luo Ya hurriedly squatted down to tidy up.

"Ah—" Luo Ya said lightly.

In a moment of impatience, she forgot that glass shards would cut her hands, and she forgot everything.

In the next second, her finger cut by the fragments was already in Ling Juefeng's mouth.

(End of this chapter)