Master Qin, Madam is Mad at You

After getting off the plane, Jiang Wei went to where he lived.

She has now lived with Mo Xiyuan, so all her belongings are also placed there.

Now, she must hurry up before Mo Xiyuan, quickly go over and clean up all her belongings, and then return the key to him, simply breaking it up.

She didn't want to see him again, so that she would be annoyed.

But she didn't want to. She just got out of the elevator and ran into him who was busy moving out her personal belongings.

It turned out that he came back earlier, and... walked faster.

They thought of going together, but why is he moving?

At the moment when she met in the narrow corridor, she raised her head and looked at him with her eyes facing each other. All the obsessions and pain at the moment when she saw him, rushed from her brain and overflowed her eyes.

But she still restrained.

She spoke with a trace of hoarseness in her voice.

"I'm here to move. This is your house. What are you moving?"

He only answered calmly, his words were still gentle and polite, and his humble manner.

"It's my fault. I should leave. Leave the house to you. I... will resign later. You will take care of yourself from the company. I have to hand over many things to you tomorrow. Sorry, I can only do That's it."

Jiang Wei was stunned.

She did not expect that she would get a house in vain after breaking up.

You know, even if Yuecheng is not a super first-tier city like Mingcheng, the housing price is definitely not low.

She chuckled slightly, and suddenly felt that she was not injustice if she had fallen before.

He is indeed a good man.

It's just that he... doesn't love himself.

As a result, the uncomfortable energy in her heart also disappeared a lot.

Then she said: "No need, the house is yours. I should move and leave. As for the company, since you can't go home now, continue to work hard. Even if you can't be a couple, I think we can still cooperate. "

He looked up, eyes full of doubts,

"Do not you mind?"

"Don't mind." Jiang Wei said, and then explained, "Even if you mind, you can't help it. You loved her when I first met. Now we are going to be separated and you are still the same. You just haven't changed."

Yes, he just hasn't changed, he hasn't changed any of his mind because of her.

As she said, she sighed deeply, then unexpectedly bent down, lifted the scattered boxes on the ground, and carried him back to the room.

In the room, everything is still her familiar appearance, familiar furnishings.

How happy she was when she moved into this house, how lost she is now.

The open kitchen is full of her kitchen utensils, all her belongings.

On the first night here, because of the move, they had to pack too much, so she only had time to order two bowls of noodles and hurriedly prepared for dinner.

But at that time, she and Mo Xiyuan were sitting on the side of the dining table eating simple noodles. As soon as they looked up, they saw his gentle face under the dining lamp, and he was eating seriously. At that time, the joy in her heart was so much that she was about to overflow. .

That was the best bowl of noodles she had ever eaten.

But now...

Looking at the dining table hidden in the dark without the light turned on, she held her breath, then turned her head, and didn't look in that direction again.

On the sofa, they once sat together and watched a movie.

She likes watching horror movies, but he doesn't like it, but he also watches with her. When he sees scary scenes, he often frowns subconsciously, and his body also chills.

Then she would chuckle and hold his hand, and softly coax him,

"It's nothing, it's all fake, just look happy."

But looking at his pale face, she occasionally felt that her "joy" seemed to be a challenge for him.

So she felt he was very funny.

Watching horror movies has a person who is scared, and someone needs to comfort her, which makes her feel very fulfilled.

I am being needed, so I am not alone.

Going across the sofa, across the aisle, is her bedroom.

The house is transparent from the north to the south. She lives in the south room with better light, while he, the owner of the house, lives in the north room, which is obviously not so well lit.

In fact, he is not unkind to her.

But he still didn't like her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wei suddenly felt very depressed.

She opened the door and walked into her room.

As soon as she entered the door, she even saw a letter, naturally he left it.

She picked up the letter and glanced at it. As she was about to open the envelope, he followed and said to her:

"Xiao Wei, don't read that letter."

She looked at him and asked, "Why? Since it is a letter left to me, what do I dislike?"

With that said, she decisively opened the envelope.

She took out the folded letter paper, opened it and glanced at it.

In an instant, her expression froze.

Because, the letter says:

Xiaowei, I’m sorry, I know that saying this to you can’t make up for my hurt to you, but I still want to tell you, I’m sorry, I really didn’t want to hurt you. When I was with you, I I am also very happy, but there is always a question in my heart, that is, after Qin Cheng takes everything from me, how can he live such happiness?

During that time, I was very painful, maybe not only because I couldn’t forget Sili, but also because if I couldn’t answer this question clearly, I would not be able to let go of the past and love you. Therefore, taking advantage of the chance of my birthday party, I So I have to ask Sili the answer to this question, and ask her if she has the same pain as me, or she has left me behind and chose her new happiness.

However, before she had time to answer me, Qin Cheng got retribution...

You've also seen what happened later. I couldn't leave her alone at the situation at the time of Sili. I had to stand up and help her. I also admitted that I hated Qin Cheng, even to the extent that I wanted him to die, so I was in the hospital. I also want Sili to let Qin Hao's people in.

I know I did something wrong, and I am willing to take it.

I also know that I hurt you, and I am willing to make up for you.

I only have this house for you. I hope you can accept my apology. If you want to ensure the property right, I can cooperate with you in the transfer.

I hope that all that I have done will make you feel less sad, and I wish you a happy future.

Sincerely, Mo Xiyuan.

Jiang Wei looked up and looked at him at the door of the room, tears coming just as he said it.

She spoke, crying:

"Mo Xiyuan, you have explained many things in this letter clearly, but there is one more thing you didn't explain to me."

"What's the matter?" he asked, his voice low.

She looked into his eyes, as if she wanted to examine his soul through his skin to know whether he was lying.

She opened her mouth and said, "I ask you, have you ever liked me? Even for a moment."

"It doesn't make sense to talk about these things now."

He bowed his head, avoiding her scorching gaze.

However, Jiang Wei got up, stood in front of him, and spoke plausibly to him.

"It makes sense! This question makes a lot of sense to me! Have you ever liked me? Have you done wishful thinking? Have I been fooled by you? You didn't answer the most critical question!"

He was silent, but did not deny.

"You say, you say." She pleaded with a crying voice.

It was her who seemed to be aggressive, the strong, but she was so humble and thirsty, she answered in the affirmative.

He looked up, and finally, in the eyes of her expectation, nodded slightly.

Jiang Wei laughed suddenly, and the tears in his eyes rolled down with his cheeks.

It turned out that he really liked her.

She smiled, stood on tiptoe, and hugged him.

She leaned her head against his neck and cried and said:

"Xiyuan, Xiyuan, let's not go, okay? Let's continue to get along. I believe that sooner or later, you will truly fall in love with me, you will forget Si Li, stay with me, we Will be happy, right?"

"I... don't know, Xiaowei, I can't promise you." He said, but subconsciously raised his hand and hugged her back.

She ignored him, hugged him tightly, then stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips.

This second hug was too warm, she was not willing to let go of him at all.