warm marriage sweet love

Chapter 22 The Late Confession

"It's Bella's loss to let you go." Xia Yuhan sighed softly.

Yi Youxia's eyes dimmed. When she graduated from Donghua University, Xia Yuhan also returned from the famous Istituto Marangoni and became Bella's vice president.For him, she overcame all obstacles and joined Bella's design department. She thought she could get along with him day and night, but she didn't expect to kill Yang Xiaorui, a deadly enemy, who kept framing her, designing her, and forcing her away from Bella. , and used her father's power to make her unable to find a job in Yangcheng, trying to drive her out of Yangcheng.But she refused to let her wish. On the one hand, she opened an online store on Taobao, and on the other hand, she let two girlfriends who are public figures wear her tailor-made fashions as live advertisements, which attracted many white-collar beauties in Yangcheng.

"Bella is full of talents, it doesn't matter if I have it or not." She lowered her head.

"It's different to me." His deep voice was like the night wind passing through her hair, which made her slightly shocked, raised her eyes, and looked at him in confusion.

"It's too noisy here, why don't you go out for a walk with me?" He shook her hand and let it go immediately, as if he was inviting her.

She nodded blankly.

The night is not yet deep, as if freshly brewed green tea is at its most mellow.

The evening wind blows away the sultry dust, and the air is cool.

They walked to the flower bed outside the square and stopped.She didn't know what he wanted to say, she lowered her head quietly.

"Are you serious when you confessed to me that day?" He asked suddenly.Her heart trembled, she forcibly pulled the corners of her stiff mouth, and revealed an exaggerated smile, which even she felt was false and fake, "Of course not, it's April Fool's Day, I'm just kidding you, don't get me wrong .” Her self-esteem has been seriously hurt, and she doesn’t want to hurt it again.

"It's just a joke?" Xia Yuhan's eyes were gloomy, and the neon lights on the side of the road were flickering, but there was no light that could light up his eyes.

"Senior, you are getting married." Her faint words were like a sigh, blocking the thousand words in his heart.Yes, he is getting married, he has no right to ask for her love, and he has no way to love her well.In fact, he has long understood her intentions, and has always thought that she is his exclusive property and will not change in any way, so he doesn't care about maintaining a hazy relationship that is close to each other.But now that an opponent has appeared, and his strength is not as strong as usual, he can no longer remain indifferent.

"I like you, Youxia." He held her hand and did not let go, his voice was clear and powerful.

She shook violently like an electric shock, and looked at him with wide eyes in disbelief, thinking that she had heard wrong, "I like you!" He said it again, so serious, not a hallucination.Her eyes were moist, and tears slowly fell down. She had waited for this sentence for too long, too long, and her heart was broken.

His slender fingers caressed her face, and wiped away the tears: "I know, you were serious that day, not joking, and I was too." He began to kiss her, from forehead to cheek to lips, and she stood there blankly , There was no response or rejection, and my heart was trembling, like overwhelming mountains and seas, like ten thousand horses galloping.

Not far away, a Bentley was parked under the shade of a tree, and its pitch-black color made it blend into the dark night.

In the car window, the icy star eyes were burning with black flames, as if they wanted to burn everything in sight.

The person in the driver's seat noticed his abnormality, and the poker face, which did not show any emotion in the face of the hail of bullets, lost control, and the instigator was a woman.If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it. Boss has always been ruthless towards women. Over the years, there was only one woman exception.

When he turned his gaze out of the car window, a figure rushed to the side of the flower bed, disturbing the lingering air.

(End of this chapter)