Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning felt insulted. She held the lever in one hand and put the other hand against his strong and hot chest to prevent him from approaching. Her eyes were swollen, but she couldn't cry.

"Leng Youchen, I don't allow you to insult the friendship between me and him."

Leng Youchen lowered his head and looked at her scarlet eyes. His heart softened a little, "madam, shall we stop making trouble? I can't sleep without you these two nights."

Wei Anning glared at him fiercely. How did he do it? One second he was still humiliating her, and the next second he could say so tenderly?

"I didn't make trouble, Leng Youchen. Because I love you, I can't stand your deception and humiliation. We all need time to think about it and don't go on." When Wei Anning finished, tears were already swirling in his eyes.

As long as she thought they were going to break up, she felt sad first.

But she could not accept him as heartlessly as before.

Leng Youchen's eyes were cold. He could force her to stay, or even lock her in the room, waiting for her to forgive him. But with her stubborn personality, it will only backfire.

He can't force her, nor can he force her.

"Madam, everything has happened. Do you want to hate me all your life?"

Wei Anning lowered her eyes. Tears suddenly rolled down. She choked and said, "Leng Youchen, I can't accept it for the time being. I need to calm down."

"Well, how long do you want to calm down? I'll give you time to calm down." Leng Youchen looked at the tears dripping on the back of his hand and was very distressed. He said he wanted to give her happiness, but he made her cry again and again.

"I, I don't know. Don't force me."

Leng Youchen slowly retreated and opened a distance with her. He stared at her with deep eyes, "OK, I'll go, you stay."

With that, he turned and strode away and quickly went downstairs. Soon, there was the sound of the engine downstairs, followed by the sound of the engine getting farther and farther away until it was quiet.

Wei Anning leaned against the wall and sat on the ground, holding his face in his hands and sobbing. Why did they still come to this step?

Yan Nanfei saw Leng Youchen go out of the door with a gloomy face. She hurried upstairs and saw Wei Anning sitting on the ground with her hands around her body and her shoulders pumping. She quickly walked over, "Anning, you quarrel with the male god again?"

Wei Anning didn't say a word. He buried his face between his knees. His heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe. She thought that after these two days of calm, she could face him calmly.

But when she really faced him, she found that the wound in her heart had never healed, and she would still be hurt and sad to see him.

Yan Nanfei stretched out her arm and put it on her shoulder, "well, don't cry, let's go."

Wei Anning shook his head and sobbed, "Nanfei, I'm sorry, I'm not going to live on campus."

She didn't know if she would collapse more when she came to a completely strange place than here. Even if she couldn't forgive him in her heart, she still wanted to stay in a place with his breath.

She hated her own weakness, her own lack of ambition, and even more hated herself. Even if she hated him in her heart, she still loved him deeply.

He is the rib that God took away from her. Without him, she would be incomplete.

Yan Nanfei sat beside the wall with her. She said, "it doesn't matter. I don't trust you to go to school and live in school alone in your state. Peace, if you can't let go of the male god, forgive him. "