Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

Her words really hit him. However, he can't let her disappear and run away. He doesn't believe that she is such a vain woman. He must ask her for clarification.

The heavy snow was still falling all over the sky. Mencius had been standing in the snow for a long time, and his feet and body were numb. He stood there, then took out his mobile phone, dialing the number that he had dialed countless times over and over again. The phone was connected, but no one answered.

The wind and snow are getting heavier and heavier. Lin Yiwan sat in the driver's seat, her hands tightly holding the steering wheel, her lips tightly pursed, her eyes focused on the front. The cell phone in her bag was ringing all the time. She didn't answer the phone. But the bell was obstinate and frightening.

She knew it was Mencius, and she didn't want to answer it. She had already said what she should say. She can no longer let him have illusions, such a good man, she was not worthy of him. There was a bitter smile on her lips. She was a woman who didn't deserve love.

She couldn't drive too fast because of the heavy snow. Lifting the wrist to see the watch, already passed Qi Aozhi limit of two hours, but in front of the car is slowly moving in the snow, she and Ben have no way to go back quickly.

Her eyes look out of the window. What is she now? A housewife in a hurry to go back to cook for a man? The funny thing is that she's just a little girl who can't be seen.

All of a sudden, her eyes were glued by a small thing curling up beside the sidewalk. If you don't look carefully, in such a white environment, you can't see it at all. It's a white little stray dog. It seems to be injured, huddled there, looking pitiful and weak.

Without thinking, she put out the fire, opened the door and ran down. She carefully approached the white shadow. The little dog should have been born soon. Its round black eyes burst out pitiful light. There were blood stains on its legs. It should have been hit by something on such a snowy day.

However, people come and go, we are only in a hurry about how to fight with the snow and ice, no one to pay attention to this small alien.

Lin Yiwan squatted down, reached out and stroked the dog's head. The dog seemed to be human and gave out a whine. Her inner softness was immediately stirred. Looking at the little dog, she seemed to see her helpless self.

Isn't she in the same situation as the dog? In the same way, we are under the pressure of the world. The difference is that although no one helps her, she can at least help it find a place to live and live.

She gently held the little thing in her arms. If it stayed in the open snow all night, it would freeze to death. She caresses its snow-white hair, a sense of intimacy arises spontaneously. She stood up, put her face in the dog's white fur and murmured, "little thing, stay with me."

She got into the car with her dog in her arms. By this time, the traffic jam in front of her had begun to loosen. She carefully put the dog on her lap, and then quickly started the car, followed up.

When the night began, she went back to the apartment with the dog. As soon as she came in, she saw Qi Aozhi frowning and smoking on the sofa.

When she came back late, she felt a little guilty. She timidly walked over and gently said, "I'm sorry, I'm late."