The wealthy ex-wife of the president

Chapter 227 Missing and Thinking 2
Helianze grabbed his hand and put it into his clothes, sucked his Adam's apple with his lips, and his hoarse voice was full of temptation: "Damn pervert, come in...I want to feel you..."

Lan Yunsheng's eyes shook, she stood up abruptly, turned him over and pressed him on the bar, ripped off his clothes, and also tore off her last barrier...

Helianze was lying on the cold marble table, the stinging pain came suddenly, and the jerky combination made him frowned in pain, bit his lower lip tightly, and did not make a sound.

Feeling his pain and suffering, dazed and helpless, as if it wasn't enough, the pain in his body was far less than the pain in his heart...

Pervert, what should I do... I like you so much.

No matter how rough Lan Yunsheng was to him, Helianze never yelled at him.At this moment, I am willing, other than that, I have no way to feel his heart anymore.

If they don't, it feels as if they're really... over.

Drenched in sweat, panting heavily, what tied the two of them tightly together was the throbbing in the depths of their hearts, lingering endlessly.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the branches of the blooming cherry tree swayed gently with the wind, and the pink petals fell down, fluttering all over the sky, and lightly fell on her hair and her shoulders.Her long hair hangs down like a waterfall with fluttering tips, her fair skin is like creamy fat, and her pair of black pupils are exhausted, hiding behind her bangs.

Lan Sichen stood in front of her, with one hand in his pocket, looking at her with gentle eyes all the time.Her youthful face was reflected in the dark eyes, and the cherry blossoms were flying.

"sorry."

In the quiet night, he spoke upright, his low voice was soft but full of charm, and his sincere expression was not perfunctory. "I'm sorry, because I dragged you into these abysses. Not only did I cruelly take away your most important things, but I also put you in danger again and again."

Si Lan's water eyes looked at him calmly, his heart was like still water, without love or hatred.Now, I can finally calmly face this man whom I love and hate.

The fingers that were taken out of the pocket had clear bones, and the slender fingers held a recording pen and handed it to him.

Lan Sichen was startled, looked at the recorder and shook his head: "That's not what I meant."

Si Lan grabbed his hand and put the recording pen in his palm.His fingers were as cold as his own body temperature, but the texture of his palm was very fine.

Some people say that the palm lines of young people should not have too many wrinkles.

"I finally understand why Ning Mo never stopped me from taking revenge on the Lan family and you."

Si Lan raised his head, looked at him without any obstruction in his sight, and finally let go of the heaviness of the past in his tone, as if the big rock in his heart had finally been removed.

Lan Sichen looked at her, his fingers were stiff and did not move for a while, like a perfect statue.

"There is a kind of rebellion in people's bones. The more others don't let you do something, the more you want to do it. If Ning Mo stopped me at the beginning, I think my revenge will be even crazier, and the situation will definitely be more out of control than it is now. Ning Mo didn't stop me, he indulged my waywardness again and again, and helped me clean up the mess every time, I really don't have the heart to hurt him again for such a person."

Although Lan Sichen felt extremely bitter in his heart, he had to admit that everything she said was true.

Xu Ningmo paid too much for Si Lan, and he hurt Si Lan too much. In comparison, he seemed even more despicable.

"I don't want to hurt the people around me anymore because of your Lan family's affairs. Lan Sichen, I stabbed my sharp sword in your chest. I thought this was the best revenge for you; but I never knew, actually There is no need for me to take revenge on you, because you have been living in hell all this time. And my greatest revenge for you is to no longer love or hate you!"

Lan Sichen's eyes froze, and he uttered two words with difficulty on his lips: "A Si..."

How can you not hate me!
The corners of Si Lan's mouth raised slightly, his bright watery eyes turned lightly, and he whispered softly: "What happened back then hit you hard. Originally, Qin Xin was your favorite woman. But because I made your beloved When a woman is in trouble, your sanity and calmness have all disappeared. The only thing you can think of and do is to save her, no matter how many people you hurt or the price you pay. You are like a trapped beast, I just inadvertently broke into your domain and became a target."

"If it were me, what I did might not be any better than you. Anyway, I already know that the first person to be freed now is me, not you. This is also a kind of retribution."

It was originally planned to announce Lan Sichen's life experience to the world, so that the whole world would know the ugliness of the Lan family.But what is the point of doing so?It was just a mistake made by the previous generation, but they let Lan Sichen bear such pain alone, and the evidence that made him a crime has always existed.

This is the greatest revenge God gave him.

Wen Wanrou said that Lan Sichen's heart is higher than the sky, and his life is thinner than paper. This statement is true.

Lan Sichen held the recording pen tightly, a trace of self-ashamedness flashed across his eyes, when he looked up at her again, he seemed to see her before, his eyes were so pure and clean that people couldn't look away.

"Ace, let me hug you again."

Before Si Lan nodded in agreement, Lan Sichen took a step forward and hugged her tightly without leaving any gaps.Her body was thin and small, just a little bit in his arms, like a ball of cotton.

He lost his way, walked into a dead end, struggled all the time, and couldn't find an exit; but Si Lan gave him a direction, an exit, and finally he could break free from the vortex that was about to suffocate.

Si Lan didn't move, he just felt his heartbeat, a strong beating.

Lan Sichen has been struggling hard, and has always wanted to know whether it is a good thing to be born into this world under the charge of incest.It is undeniable that without Lan Sichen, all tragedies might not have happened.

But think about it from another angle, can he come to this world, does he have a choice?
The previous harm has been magnified and mentioned all the time so that the Lan family and Lan Sichen are bitterly forced; let myself only remember the harm given by Lan Sichen but forget what I have; Ning Mo She is not alone, but has a group of friends who treat her sincerely.

Without Lan Sichen, how could she be lucky enough to know these people.

And Lan Sichen, who was originally a brilliant and flowery age, he should have been radiant, the proud son of heaven, but fell into the coldest darkness in his life.At the end of the road, he made the most wrong decision in his life, and he deserved death; but after that, both the Lan family and him have been punished.

If he persisted and used his identity as a victim to crazily retaliate and injure him wantonly, then what was the difference between him and Qin Xin and Lan Sichen.

Forget it, Silan, that's all.

Lan Sichen tightened his arms and hugged her vigorously, spraying gentle breath into Si Lan's ears, and said in a low voice: "Asi, you must be happy."

Perhaps, this is the end of him and her.

Even if you don't want to let go, let go.Because there are too many injuries and blood between them, there is no way to go back to the past, without going back to the past, those things will disappear, but they will not be forgotten.

Si Lan stood quietly on the spot, watching his back disappear into the night.The stars twinkled in the mysterious sky, and the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc, muttering to himself: "Ning Mo, thank you."

If it wasn't for Ning Mo, at this last moment, how could she suddenly wake up, let go of the hatred in her heart, and free herself from the whirlpool.

Lan Sichen seemed to hear her whisper, his footsteps were slightly stagnant, and the corners of his mouth curled up with bitterness, it was a kind of bone-piercing pain, from the moment he fell in love with her, he was destined to be doomed forever.

If it was Xu Ningmo, he didn't seem qualified to say anything else.If it was Xu Ningmo, she should be happy.

Thinking like this, he quickened his pace and left without looking back at her again, for fear that he would be reluctant to leave and just let go.

When Si Lan was about to leave, she turned around and saw Wen Wanrou standing behind her holding two glasses of red wine, smiling, shimmering and radiant; although her eyes were red from crying before, she did not conceal her charm at all.

"Have a drink with me." Wen Wanrou handed her a full glass of wine.

The petals lightly fell into the wine glass, and the blood-red liquid rippled and dizzy in circles. Si Lan hesitated for a few seconds before taking the wine glass.

Lan Sichen held the recording pen and didn't know what to do with it, whether to destroy it or keep it... At the end of the corridor stood Lan Aotian, his lips were tightly pressed, his deep pupils were staring at him tightly, his solemn expression was not angry And power.

When Lan Sichen passed by him, he didn't stop for a second, and a cold voice came from behind: "Lan Sichen, I am your father after all."

--Father?
For Lan Sichen, these two words were too heavy and full of darkness.

She stopped in her footsteps, turned her back to him but didn't look back.Lan Aotian walked up to him with very small steps, and said sharply: "No matter what, you are my son, and my blood flows in your body. Stop doing unnecessary things for unnecessary people."

Lan Sichen's cold eyes met the sharpness, and he sneered back: "It's very fulfilling for you to have a child with your own daughter-in-law, isn't it?"

"...You." Lan Aotian's face froze, and gradually turned red from anger, but he just stared at him, pursing his lips without saying a word.

"Don't try to do anything to her, unless you want my life."

With a low voice, Lan Sichen had already spoken decisively.

Si Lan is already his life, and hurting Si Lan is tantamount to taking his life.

"Lan Sichen!"

Lan Aotian shouted coldly, wanting to reprimand, but Lan Sichen didn't intend to listen, and strode away from this place.

Everything has become clear, no matter what decision Si Lan makes, he will not care; and now they have no reason to hurt Si Lan, unless they can kill Ling Jiuyue together.

Lan Sichen shook the recording pen in his hand, maybe—it would be better to leave it to Ling Jiuyue for safekeeping.

At least when necessary, it can become Silan's talisman.That fool knows how to let go of his hatred, isn't he afraid that Lan Aotian will hurt her again?For such an important thing, if she says no, then don’t—

What a fool.

But if she wasn't so stupid, smart and naive, she seemed...wouldn't have fallen in love deeply.

(End of this chapter)