Mr.Fan, please Leave me alone

She doesn't have much time. Xia Zhiyang doesn't know how long she can last. She has to hurry back.

Fan Shaochen took a deep breath and didn't know how to tell Lu Yiyao about his plan. Now he can only wait for dinner later.

But when fan Shaochen came to Meng's house, he didn't see Meng Hanjie at all except Meng Jiaying.

"Where's uncle Meng?" asked fan Shaochen, sitting on the sofa and looking around for a week.

Meng Jiaying's smile fell and looked at him discontentedly. "You're here to see my father, aren't you? If he's not here, you can go if you don't want to see me."

He finally came to their house. Why can't he be nice to her?

Fan Shaochen glanced at Meng Jiaying and said nothing. He was worried.

Seeing that it was time for dinner, Meng Jiaying was also a little worried. The meals were ready. Why didn't her father come back?

Take out your cell phone and call Meng Hanjie. As a result, it rang for a long time and no one answered. It's really strange

"Brother Shaochen, my father hasn't come back yet. Why don't we eat first?" Meng Jiaying came to fan Shaochen's side, hugged his arm and looked clever.

Fan Shaochen drew out his arm rigidly, looked at the time, and felt a little uneasy. "No, since uncle Meng has something to do next time."

With that, he stood up and walked out. He always felt that Meng Hanjie would run away because of Lu Yiyao's words in the afternoon.

"Brother Shaochen!" Meng Jiaying ran to him, stretched out her hand to stop him, and looked at his eyes covered with tears. "I just want you to have a meal with me. Is it so difficult? Why can't you accept me as your sister if you can accept me as your woman?"

What's wrong with her? Why doesn't he like it?!

Fan Shaochen looked at Meng Jiaying's excited mood and sighed helplessly, "Jiaying, I never have another idea about you."

Whether in the past, now, or in the future.

Meng Jiaying's face was full of hurt emotions. Her hands slowly fell down and opened sadly: "then can't you try? It's impossible for you and Lu Yiyao. Do you want to be single all the time?"

Can't he see so many men around Lu Yiyao? She doesn't care about him for a long time. Why does she have to keep her?

Fan Shaochen evaded and looked away. The wind at night was very cold and he was very sober on people's face, but he didn't want to be so sober at this time.

Meng Jiaying looked at him carefully, took a step forward, slowly hugged him, put her side face on his heart, and almost prayed: "brother Shaochen, try to accept me? I promise I will listen to you. No matter what you ask me to do, I will promise you, okay?"

The ending sound trembled. Meng Jiaying tightened her arms and hugged him, with strong expectation and tension in her heart.

She loved fan Shaochen for so many years, longer than Lu Yiyao. From her youth, this man occupied all her heart.

Although she couldn't help having a relationship with Jess six years ago, it was also because she wanted to see if fan Shaochen cared.

But he didn't care. Instead, he was very relaxed and happy.

In his heart, she was always a distant sister.

If he is still happy with Lu Yiyao, she will not destroy them for such a long time, but they are brothers and sisters. God gave her this opportunity.

So anyway, she must firmly grasp it.

He closed his eyes deeply. Fan Shaochen didn't push Meng Jiaying away. A touch of pain flashed across his face. When he opened his eyes again, he had recovered his cold, and his voice plunged into Meng Jiaying's heart like broken ice. "In this life, I can't accept other women."

It's not that he doesn't want to start a new relationship, like those lovelorn people who come out without anything, and Lu Yiyao is a passer-by in his life.

He will find a woman equivalent to himself, fall in love, get married, have children, and live his next life quietly.

But if he could really do it, he wouldn't have worked so hard on Lu Yiyao.

He is a persistent person, so persistent that he hates himself.

If a person is identified, even if the other person is covered with thorns, he will hold him firmly until his blood runs out and dies.

Meng Jiaying's heart broke again because of his words, her breathing trembled, and her tears fell directly. Fan Shaochen held her arm, loosened her, saw him leave mercilessly and closed his eyes

Bang.

Unable to sit on the ground, Meng Jiaying covered her face in pain.

She envied Lu Yiyao more than once because she got all the love of fan Shaochen.

That's something she can't exchange with her feelings for more than ten years.

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If you get up in the morning and look at a big devil standing at the door of your house, are you afraid?

Lu Yiyao's personal experience is fear, but she can't feel anything.

Watching Xia Zhiyang appear in her wheelchair at the door of her house and in Binshi!

Lu Yiyao felt surprised again, "you, how did you come here?"

Xia Zhiyang's face looked very pale, and his eyes were as cold as an ice warehouse. Without talking, he controlled his wheelchair to block Lu Yiyao into the house.

Lu Yiyao watched him go in and swallowed his saliva. He stretched out his hand to close the door, but saw that the opposite door was also opened at this time. His eyes immediately opened and closed the door with great force鈥斺€?br>
Bang!

Fan Shaochen looked up at the opposite door and frowned. Then he sighed and walked to the stairs

Lu Yiyao hurried to Xia Zhiyang and looked at him sitting there. She didn't know what to say.

"Why did you come here without saying hello?" Lu Yiyao opened his mouth and stood respectfully in front of Xia Zhiyang, with the same posture as a female servant girl.

Because Xia Zhiyang's face at this time... Is really more cloudy than the sky before the storm.

Xia Zhiyang shot at Lu Yiyao coldly and said sarcastically, "I won't come here until you go back?"

His voice sounded feeble, but it was full of gnashing anger.

Lu Yiyao silently lowered her head and stood in front of him with a guilty heart, "I'm sorry."

She doesn't want to drag all the time, but Meng Hanjie hasn't found substantive evidence yet. How can she go

Xia Zhiyang raised his hand, closed his eyes, and took an impatient breath, "don't say these three words to me. I just want you to say a word, go or not?"

"Go, of course." Lu Yiyao answered without hesitation. Sheng was afraid that Xia Zhiyang would doubt her determination a second later.

"OK, let's go now." Xia Zhiyang nodded and took a step forward in his wheelchair.

Lu Yiyao quickly reached out to stop him, "no, no, no, I'm going, but not now..."

Xia Zhiyang's face sank again, looked up at Lu Yiyao, and finally burst into anger. "Then when can you go? Do you know if you can take charge of Xia now, I can lie in bed and wait to die, do you know?"

Did he drag this broken body over?

Lu Yiyao's eyes flickered because of his words, and her heart was a little sour. "Why do you say that... You'll be fine."