After rejecting my celebrity husband Chapter 1165 - 1169: Never Had Anything to Do with You

Leng Zimo looked at the folder on the table, "Are these things for ?"

"They were originally ant for you!" Jiao Yang walked over and grabbed the handle of his suitcase, "I’m leaving."

"I’ll see you off." Leng Zimo escorted him to the door, not only seeing him to the elevator but even personally pressing the down button for him, "See you tonight!"

Jiao Yang pulled his suitcase into the elevator, turned around inside, and gently pursed his thin lips, "This matter is quite boring, so don’t tell Xiao Qian!"

"I think..." Leng Zimo looked at him deeply, "she should know, and... I don’t want to lie to her."

"And then what, you two laugh at behind my back tonight?!" Jiao Yang rolled his eyes at him, "Fine, do whatever you want, I’m leaving."

"Jiao Yang!" Leng Zimo raised his hand to stop the elevator door, and solemnly spoke from outside the elevator, "Thank you!"

"No need to thank , everything I’ve done has never had anything to do with you!" Jiao Yang shrugged his shoulders and took two steps back, leaning against the elevator wall.

With a slight nod, Leng Zimo withdrew his hand from holding the elevator door.

The elevator door slowly closed, cutting off the line of sight between the two n.

He lifted his face, watching the elevator descend floor by floor, Leng Zimo stood in place, silent.

He knew very well that from five years ago until now, Jiao Yang’s love for Luo Xiaoqian was no less than his own.

However, compared to Jiao Yang, he was luckier because Luo Xiaoqian chose him.

Leng Zimo couldn’t imagine whether he could do the sa if he were Jiao Yang.

He believed he couldn’t, he definitely wouldn’t let go, and he would try everything to get what he wanted.

Perhaps this man loved Luo Xiaoqian even more deeply than he did.

Of course, there’s no real hypothesis in matters like these.

Jiao Yang chose to let go because he knew the person Luo Xiaoqian truly wanted was Leng Zimo. If Luo Xiaoqian wanted him, would he let go?!

In the world of love, there’s never fairness, only willingness.

Just like Jiao Yang said, everything he did was for Luo Xiaoqian and never had anything to do with Leng Zimo.

Inside the elevator, after two days and nights of rushing around, Jiao Yang’s body was extrely exhausted, but his spirit was unburdened.

The woman he couldn’t have in this lifeti, at least, she was happy, and that was enough.

(Music recomndation for this section: "Angel’s Wings" ^_^)

He took out his phone from his pocket and pulled up the album. Inside was a photo, the very one the dia had captured of him and Luo Xiaoqian bumping into each other at the supermarket.

The photo was beautifully taken, looking as if he and Luo Xiaoqian were actually shopping together in the supermarket.

Such a scene once lived in his fantasies.

Sothing desired but unreachable!

Looking at this photo, scenes of their first eting flashed before his eyes.

The first ti was at the hotel fire escape.

He walked out from the stairwell and saw her standing there, struggling to fasten her bra hooks.

Even now, he could still recall the glimpse of her slender waist and back, her skin fair as jade, while her face blushed red like a peach blossom, full of sha and anger on her delicate face.

Then, at the parking lot exit, he returned a photo, only for her to mistake it for a pick-up attempt, leaving in a huff.

He thought they would never cross paths again, never expected that news of the girl would flood his screen overwhelmingly.

She participated in a talent show, with a shocking statent, "I want to be famous, I want to make money!"