Dear, Love Me Deeply

All of a sudden, Shen Yiqing's expression shows extreme pain, which is a kind of torture for people with long hair. "Si Jiayu, you let go... You let go..." Leng Qingyuan quickly stops. Shen Yiqing's pain makes Leng Qingyuan see this man's heart as if he was pierced by a sharp knife.

And Si Jiayu seems to be very satisfied with this torture of Shen Yiqing, "Leng Qingyuan, do you see? This is my punishment for you... "Shen Yiqing has no ability to fight back, and can only be slaughtered by this crazy man.

"Si Jiayu, I beg you, let Xiaoqing go, don't do this... Don't do this to her..." Leng Qingyuan begged bitterly.

Si Jiayu also slowly released Shen Yiqing, "Leng Qingyuan, you also have today. I hope you can remember what I just said to you. Don't come back to San Francisco, don't let me see you again, and don't let me find that you want to approach Shen Yiqing again. "

Leng Qingyuan can only bear to promise. The humiliation of this man's life is under the coercion and inducement of Si Jiayu, "hum, Leng Qingyuan, when you were so decisive and merciless to me at that time, you have to think that you will have today." Si Jiayu asked the bodyguard to pull Shen Yiqing back to the car and said, "Leng Qingyuan, I think we can have a good chat..."

Leng Qingyuan's vision has always been on Shen Yi's business. How he hopes to have another look at Shen Yiqing and how he hopes to hold her... But all this has been broken by Si Jiayu.

"Leng Qingyuan, you can give up this woman as if it was a dream you had before. Now Shen Yiqing is the woman we praised in San Francisco, and you will always be redundant."

Si Jiayu was dumb. The anger in his body had been forced on his heart, but when he thought of his woman, he could only endure silently.

Si Jiayu looks at Leng Qingyuan, who was once powerful and powerful, and is humiliated and retaliated by himself. His heart is inexplicably satisfied. "Leng Qingyuan, that's all for today. I'm just warning you. And I will double my surveillance on Shen Yiqing. " With Si Jiayu's words, Leng Qingyuan can't help but want to say a few words for Shen Yiqing, "Si Jiayu, what are you aiming at me? Xiaoqing is a woman after all..."

"Leng Qingyuan, don't worry, I will just monitor Shen Yiqing more closely. I won't treat Shen Yiqing and the children badly. After all, they will be my women. " Si Jiayu said, can't help but send out a few cold smile.

Si Jiayu motioned to the plainclothes bodyguards around them and let them go. Before getting on the bus, Si Jiayu did not forget to remind them, "Leng Qingyuan, I advise you not to live in that villa. This is not good for Shen Yiqing and the children, because they can't be free..." with bursts of abnormal laughter, Si Jiayu's car disappeared in the park Parking lot.

This dramatic farce is over, but Leng Qingyuan's heart is like being beaten countless times.

"Lengshao, we really didn't expect this. I'm really sorry." Mo zhe came to Leng Qingyuan and apologized. Linda's face is pale. She hasn't accepted what happened here for a while.

Leng Qingyuan suddenly haggard a lot, the man's helplessness and despair, as if in a moment, Leng Qingyuan did not respond to any words, he just waved his hand, motioned Mozhe and Linda to leave first.

"Lengshao, let's take you back." Mo zhe said.

"No, Mozer, Linda. You go back first, and I want to be alone. " Although cold Qing Yuan is light to say these words, but his heart seems to have been bleeding.

Linda and Mozhe left first. They know that it's cold at this time. They need to be quiet and calm. "You follow lengshao all the way. If you have any problems, please let me know as soon as possible." Mo Zhe is still worried and sends a bodyguard to follow Leng Qingyuan. In this way, they can leave at ease.

Leng Qingyuan walked alone on a strange San Francisco street for a long time. He didn't know the time, didn't know the direction, but he just knew how desperate his heart was. This sense of powerlessness really made Leng Qingyuan feel that his body was undergoing the burning of fire. Because Shen Yiqing is so tortured by Si Jiayu, but he can only look at it. Leng Qingyuan's heart is extremely remorseful.

Shen Yiqing is just sitting in the car of Si Jiayu. She doesn't cry any more, she just has endless despair. "Xiaoqing, I hope you can forget today's things. In the future, we will be the only ones here. No one will disturb us. " Si Jiayu is still talking in Shen Yiqing's ear.

Shen Yiqing just looks out of the window with empty eyes and doesn't respond to Si Jiayu. Shen Yiqing's mood should be similar to Leng Qingyuan's. they suddenly experienced despair from hope. Only the two of them can understand such sadness.

When Shen Yiqing arrives at her cage like villa, she locks herself in her bedroom. At this time, Shen Yiqing doesn't even care about Xiao Qing's cry. It can be imagined how desperate Shen Yiqing is now.

Xiao Qing cries to find her mother, but the Filipino maid knocks on the door for a long time, and Shen Yiqing doesn't respond. Filipino maids only coax the crying child in turn, with a blank face.In the dark room, Shen Yiqing left more than tears. She even wanted to escape from the world...

Leng Qingyuan had been walking on the streets of San Francisco for nearly four hours. When he was tired, he took a cigarette and continued to walk aimlessly. This man's desperation and helplessness slowly disappeared in the night of San Francisco.

Mozer and Linda finally drove Leng Qingyuan back in the early morning. "Leng Shao, we'd better go back to the hotel first. We'll discuss something tomorrow..."

"Mozhe, take me to the bar..." Leng Qingyuan suddenly said.

"Lengshao, what you need now is rest, not the alcohol that paralyzes your nerves." Mozer immediately blocked the way.

But Leng Qingyuan's voice was extremely firm: "Mo Zhe, you'd better listen to me now..."

Mo zhe shook his head helplessly. He knew that he couldn't beat Leng Qingyuan, so he could only say to the driver, "please go to the nearest bar here."

When they arrive at the door of the bar, Leng Qingyuan walks into the bar like a walking corpse. The noisy environment and colorful lights of the bar will instantly bring people into another world.

And after Leng Qingyuan did it, he drank the wine in a big gulp, as if he was venting the depression in his heart. Cold Qing Yuan at this moment of sadness, as if only with alcohol can slowly reduce some.

But for wine, there is always a saying that it is more worrying to drown one's sorrow by drinking. Mozhe and Linda sat beside Leng Qingyuan, and though they wanted to dissuade them, they didn't speak.

After three rounds of drinking, Leng Qingyuan's body seems to have been gradually eroded by alcohol, and his consciousness is gradually blurred, but Leng Qingyuan's heart and eyes are still Shen Yiqing, the shadow of Shen Yiqing and Xiaoqing...

when Mo zhe sees Leng Qingyuan's mouth drunk and unconscious, he takes him away. But Leng Qingyuan's mouth is always shouting, Shen Yiqing's name and his daughter's name. This man's spirit completely collapsed, Mozer and Linda are also helpless, can only be careful company.

Leng Qingyuan didn't know how long he had slept. When he woke up, the sky was very gloomy. Leng Qingyuan's severe headache made him recall what happened yesterday. Leng Qingyuan sat silently for a long time.

"Lengshao, you wake up. Get up and have something to eat." Linda asked with concern.

"Linda, leave me alone. I need to be quiet now." Leng Qingyuan said.

Linda shook her head helplessly. She just put the milk and bread on the head of Leng Qingyuan's bed and turned to leave. The sadness and helplessness of coolant is not good for anyone to comfort. Such a man can only wait for him to recover slowly.

The day passed quickly. San Francisco ushered in the night. The neon lights between the cities made people dizzy. Leng Qingyuan also walked out of the hotel and walked on the strange street of San Francisco. Leng Qingyuan just wanted to get drunk on the street.

Leng Qingyuan walked into a bar, and he quickly found a corner. Looking at the lonely souls in the bar, he couldn't help laughing bitterly, because Leng Qingyuan was the most disdainful person to get drunk in the bar before, and now he didn't expect that he was the same. Can only use alcohol to paralyze themselves, avoid endless sadness.

Leng Qingyuan keeps drinking glasses of wine... And at another busy table in the bar, several beautiful women dressed in hot clothes sit together and drink wine. From time to time, there are cheers...

one of them is Lucy. Today, she is here to celebrate her birthday for a female friend who has a good relationship with her. Everyone has a good time drinking. A hot girl suddenly said, "are we going to find some handsome guys to enjoy ourselves? It's a bit monotonous just for our sisters to be together." As soon as the spice girl finished, everyone agreed with one voice, but Lucy was obviously not interested in such a proposal. She was just drinking red wine alone.

These hot girls soon found two or three single men to join their wine company. And at this time, a mixed race spice girl holding a glass, said with a smile: "sisters, I found a good prey, I want to go alone, get rid of him."

"Which one... Which one?" And the crowd began to roar.

The spice girl pointed to a dark corner of the bar. "My prey is there." The direction of hot girl's finger is exactly the direction of Leng Qingyuan.

People's eyes, quickly focused on there... "Alan, your eyes are good, that man just look at the back, it's very charming."