Mr.Fan, please Leave me alone

Recently, taking care of Meng Jiaying and the company made fan Shaochen busy. Fortunately, the nanny has come. He can have a little rest these two days.

Facing Meng Jiaying every day has become a kind of suffering for him. She always mentions the facts he is not willing to accept all the time.

He didn't return to the apartment until 10:30. Fan Shaochen was stunned as soon as he got out of the elevator. His small body curled up at the door, his face buried between his arms, and even her sobbing voice could be heard in the quiet corridor.

Fan Shaochen's heart hurt slightly. He walked up to her slowly, squatted down and looked at her helpless. His low opening tone deliberately slowed down a lot, "what happened?"

Lu Yiyao was slightly stiff, holding her knee without looking up, and her voice was a little hoarse: "you say, am I right?"

She insisted on catching Meng Hanjie so as to avenge aunt Yun.

But in the end, aunt Yun stirred everyone up.

It seems that she was wrong in everything, because this matter prevented her from returning to Britain in time, which made Xia Zhiyang unable to go to treatment. It also led to Meng Jiaying's paralysis.

Now she really doesn't know whether she did it right or not

Taking a deep breath of pain, Lu Yiyao said with a trace of chagrin, "I really didn't think things would be like this. I just want to put aunt Yun..."

Meng Hanjie killed someone. Why does it seem that she is wrong now?

Fan Shaochen doesn't know what happened to Lu Yiyao, but looking at her pain, she can guess what she seems to know, and she can't accept it for the time being.

Slowly stretched out his hand and covered the back of her cold hand. Fan Shaochen was as dark as the eyes of the night outside the window. His low voice like a cello injected a powerful force into Lu Yiyao's heart

"You're right. If something like this happens from your point of view, everyone will choose to trace it. No matter what happens, if he kills someone, he will kill someone. No matter what, he can't justify his crime. Don't shake. What you're doing now is right."

This road seems very risky, but this time, he can't go with her.

Lu Yiyao didn't look up. I don't know if it was because he didn't want him to see himself like this. Until a moment later, when he heard the sound of the door opening and closing, Lu Yiyao slowly looked up, looked at the closed door opposite with red and hazy eyes, and tears fell down again

Once Lu Yiyao thought she could do anything without any support, but since she ran away because of that misunderstanding six years ago and left fan Shaochen, she knew she couldn't do anything.

To put it bluntly, he is a social fool.

It was not easy for her to learn to live, but fan Shaochen appeared at that time and told himself that everything was a misunderstanding. He had done nothing and chased her hard to make her compromise again.

But when she came back, she faced a greater pain.

Brother and sister.

Lu Yiyao found that she had never hated the word so much, like a deep disgust from her heart.

She left again and lived another life. She was surrounded by work every day and slowly began to become strong.

But only when she will come can she find that this strength is just strong support. As long as she is around fan Shaochen, she still can't do anything.

But this time, she can only go alone

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Make sure your heart. Lu Yiyao is ready to talk to Zhen Hao. On the way, Zhang Yang calls her and says Xia Zhiyang's condition worsens and she needs to catch up now.

Lu Yiyao's heart suddenly tightened and quickly changed direction and went back to the hospital.

When she came to the door of the emergency room, Lu Yiyao didn't see Zhang Yang and them, only a few others.

Hurried back to the ward, Lu Yiyao was stunned as soon as she opened the door.

At this time, the white ward was specially decorated. There were colored bars hanging on the roof and balloons floating on it one by one, which brightened people's eyes.

Lu Yiyao stood gasping for breath and looked at Xia Zhiyang in a neat blue suit. She struggled to walk in front of her. Even her hairstyle seemed to have been sorted out, revealing her forehead, which looked very energetic.

"Do you like it?" looking at Lu Yiyao's stunned appearance, Xia Zhiyang hooked his lips and smiled, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

Lu Yiyao looked at him up and down, and was worried, "what's the matter with you? Can you stand? Or..."

"Shh." before Lu Yiyao finished, Xia Zhiyang put his finger on her lips, "I have a very important thing to do today. Although I don't know if it will succeed, I still want to try."

His breath trembled slightly. Lu Yiyao looked at everything around him and seemed to understand what he wanted to do. He clenched his hands slowly and was at a loss in his heart.

Xia Zhiyang slowly knelt on one knee, one hand came back from behind, held a bunch of white roses in his hand, and looked at Lu Yiyao tenderly. "I proposed to a woman for the first time in my life. Not surprisingly, it was also the last time. Although I knew that my life might not last long, I still wanted to have short-term happiness selfishly."

His feeble voice was very firm. Staring at Lu Yiyao's shaking hands, he was even more nervous to his chest tightness. He swallowed his saliva and began to tremble: "Lu Yiyao, will you marry me?"

Although the time is short, he can promise to give her everything she wants.

Including plain life.

Lu Yiyao looked at Xia Zhiyang's struggling single kneeling on the ground and knew his physical condition. He must be holding on like this.

I just don't know why. I know it's all decided, but at this time, she just can't say I'm willing.

The imaginary proposal seems to be the same. It's just the man in front of him, not him.

As time passed, Xia Zhiyang anxiously waited for Lu Yiyao's answer, and the light from the bottom of her eyes went out with her silence.

In fact, she shouldn't hesitate. She and Xia Zhiyang are both struggling in the abyss. There's nothing to hug each other for warmth. He is the most suitable candidate.

Taking a breath gently, Lu Yiyao slowly raised her hand to take over the bunch of white roses, but her hand was suddenly caught by another person.

Fan Shaochen came running breathlessly, grabbed Yiyao's hand and walked out regardless of her struggle

Xia Zhiyang's hand fell slowly. Zhang Yang came out of the bathroom and looked at Xia Zhiyang to help him up. "President, are you okay?"

Xia Zhiyang took out the ring in the flower and his eyes darkened for a moment, but he still smiled bitterly: "it's all right."

I've expected. What can happen.

……

"Fan Shaochen, let go!"

Dragged into the deserted corridor, Lu Yiyao suddenly shook off fan Shaochen's hand and walked back, but he pressed it against the wall. A strong kiss fell down in an instant, grinding his lips and teeth. Lu Yiyao immediately felt the smell of blood.

Pop!

Suddenly pushed him away, Lu Yiyao raised her hand and gave him a heavy slap. Looking at the red seal gradually emerging on his white face, she felt a pain in her heart, "what are you doing?! are you crazy!"