He didn’t have a chance to confess, Sui Sui had already married Ye Gushen.
Confessing, Sui Sui’s personality, would a confession have made things better for them?
"Didn’t you notice her distancing from you? When she left just now, she was tightly holding onto Ye Gushen, staying far away from you!" Jiang Yihuan step by step breached his psychological defenses.
Jin Mobei put one hand in his pocket, his black leather shoes stepping on the sand, leaving footprints one by one. Against the moonlight, his tall figure appeared lonely, aloof.
"There is soone in her heart, she won’t like you! But I’m different, I only have you in my heart!" Jiang Yihuan followed him, "Mo Bei, all these years, I was still young before, but now I am old enough to marry! I am twenty! She can’t be with you, can’t you look at ?"
"You know I have a cleanliness obsession." Jin Mobei suddenly said, "What others have used, I find dirty."
In an instant, Jiang Yihuan’s face turned pale, her complexion as white as paper. She bit her lower lip, almost unable to stand steadily.
She understood what Jin Mobei ant, he liked Tang Suiyu in his heart, but it didn’t necessarily an he would be with her.
But what about herself?
One sentence about cleanliness obsession could block all her roads.
Even if nothing happened that night with Chen Yuxi, but the second ti, she was still pregnant.
It couldn’t possibly be said it was a test-tube baby, right?
"But..." Jiang Yihuan reached out, trying to pull on his coat, her fingers not even touching the hem, his figure moving far away from her.
"But what? Does the princess plan to get another one?" Jin Mobei’s eyes held a cold smile, "I don’t mind, but don’t co to !"
"So, you won’t be with her either, right? She is already married!" Used by soone else as well.
"Sui Sui is different from you."
"How is she different?" Jiang Yihuan asked eagerly.
"I love her, but I don’t love you, even..." Jin Mobei looked down at her, his hazy eyes filled with the coldness that kept people at arm’s length, "I hate you."
For everything else, Jin Mobei was indifferent, but the things Jiang Yihuan did in Mo Yan Country made him gradually have feelings for her, but not affection, rather loathing, hatred to the bone.
"You hate ..." Jiang Yihuan’s throat was sore, unable to speak for a while, feeling as if all the blood in her body was slowly coagulating into cold ice, freezing her into a statue.
"Jin Mobei! How can you hate !" Jiang Yihuan shed tears, almost hysterically roaring.
"Princess, it is my freedom to hate soone, how can I not hate you?" Jin Mobei turned a blind eye to her tear-filled eyes.
"Jin Mobei! If you don’t be with , you won’t be with anyone else in the future! A man like you is destined to be alone!" Jiang Yihuan shouted at him.
Jin Mobei looked indifferent, his gaze like watching a clown.
"Jin Mobei! I’m giving you one last chance, let’s get married, okay?" Jiang Yihuan feared his cold and distant eyes.
No matter how strong she acted, she still wanted to be with him in her heart.
"No." Jin Mobei coldly refused, "Even if I’m alone forever, I won’t be with you."
"You’re still thinking about Tang Suiyu. If it weren’t for her, you wouldn’t have pined for her all these years. Even though she is married, you still can’t let go of her!" Jiang Yihuan suddenly turned and ran towards the hotel, "I want to kill her!"
User Comments
0 comments from readers