Shen Shaojuai: I'm sorry I love you too much

Shen Fengming doesn't love her anymore, don't want her anymore...

"father!"

A black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, Bo Ting opened the door abruptly, rushed into Shen Fengming's arms, crying sobbingly and begging.

"Dad, don't leave us, don't leave us."

Shen Fengming stood still without moving, pinched his fingers, showing indifference and ruthlessness.

Feeling his ruthlessness, Bo Ting panicked.

Immediately hugging his leg, he cried, "Dad, did Mommy make you angry? Don't blame her. I apologize for Mommy. Don't want us. I will be very good. Please!"

Bo Ting sat on the floor, crying heartbreakingly.

Ye Xingyi couldn't stand it anymore, rushed over and hugged Bo Ting, patted Bo Ting's back, also shed tears silently, Bo Ting don't cry.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Shen Fengming clenched his hands silently, and finally stopped talking, and said in a low voice: "Go, you guys go out!"

Ye Xingyi looked at him in disbelief, Bo Ting was crying like this, what did this man just say?Chase them out?

"Didn't you hear? I'll let you out! Get out!"

Shen Fengming grabbed Ye Xingyi by the back collar, pushed her out of the door, and then slammed the door in front of her!

Seeing the tightly closed door, Bo Ting sobbed, then turned his head and cried loudly.

"Mum, Dad doesn't want us anymore, is it my fault?"

Holding Bo Ting, Ye Xingyi also shed tears silently.

Biting her lower lip tightly, she cried and comforted: "It's not that you didn't do well, it's Mommy's fault, not Bo Ting's fault."

The mother and son squatted outside the door and cried for a long time, the voice was transmitted to the room through the thin door panel, Shen Fengming listened silently with his face down.

"Are you really leaving?"

Suddenly a helpless voice came out, Shen Fengming turned his head slightly, looked at Ling Yu who came out of the darkness, and lowered his eyes silently.

"I've decided to leave after a while."

They cried a lot.

Ling Yu looked past Shen Fengming and stared at the door, as if he could see the miserable scene outside through the door.

His expression, which had always been indifferent, was now moved.

"If you do this, aren't you afraid that Bo Ting will hate you one day?"

Shen Fengming didn't speak, but kept silent, listening to the sound outside the door that had subsided.

The mother and son seemed to be tired from crying and were going downstairs.

"It's okay, as long as..."

Suddenly, Shen Fengming's cheeks twitched, and his forehead, which was visible to the naked eye, was covered with profuse sweat.

He covered his head violently and knelt down in pain.

"President."

Startled, Ling Yu rushed over, picked him up, and gently laid him down on the sofa.

"Where's your medicine?"

Shen Fengming struggled to open his eyes, and pointed to the room with his finger, "In the room, in the drawer of the bedside table!"

Letting go of Shen Fengming, Ling Yufeng blew into the room, took the medicine and rushed out, unscrewed the bottle cap and poured out two pills with water to help Shen Fengming take it.

After a while, Shen Fengming exhaled a long breath, staring at the ceiling dully.

"I'm all right."

He spoke silently, his voice hoarse.

"They just left, you go out and have a look, send them off, don't let them get into trouble."

Ling Yu obviously didn't want to leave, but seeing Shen Fengming's insistence, he could only nod silently, got up and walked out of the house.

Looking back at the scene in the room, Ling Yu closed the door silently.

If it weren't for the president's order to prohibit him from speaking out, he might have already told Ye Xingyi all about the matter by now.

But Ling Yu understood that with Ye Xingyi's temperament, he would never let it go.

With dark eyes staring at the mother and son who left in a daze, Ling Yu thought in his heart that she might know without him telling her.

Just hope, hurry up...

Taking out his mobile phone, Ling Yu canceled his recently booked flight.

Then he got into the driver's seat, ready to drive the car past Ye Xingyi, pretending to bump into him by chance.

As a result, Ling Yu paused, staring at the parked car in front, vigilant.

It seemed to be Jiang Qingyuan's car.

Lowering the car window, Jiang Qingyuan shouted to Ye Xingyi who was at a loss and continued to move forward: "Xingyi!"

Hearing Jiang Qingyuan's voice suddenly, Ye Xingyi shook his body, then raised his head abruptly.

"Jiang Qingyuan, what are you doing..." Ye Xingyi looked around and found that he had unknowingly led Bo Ting to an unfamiliar street.

"Where is this?" Just now she was completely immersed in her own world, and she lost her way while walking.

Bo Ting was tired from crying, and fell asleep with tears in her arms.

Seeing the mother and son shivering in the wind, Jiang Qingyuan's eyes flashed with emotion, and he beckoned: "Come in first, the wind is strong, and Bo Ting will catch a cold."

Looking down, Bo Ting, who was tired from crying, Ye Xingyi nodded and got into the car. Ling Yu drove Ye Xingyi back. Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was very dull.

Ye Xingyi looked bewildered until he went back, Jiang Qingyuan couldn't speak, so he escorted them upstairs first.

Gently put Bo Ting on the bed and covered with the quilt, Ye Xingyi touched Bo Ting's crying face and came out.

Jiang Qingyuan sat on the sofa waiting for her, saw her come out, and asked, "What happened?"

Ye Xingyi was silent, his face turned pale for a moment.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingyuan became even more suspicious: "What's wrong?"

Ye Xingyi shook his head and refused to speak.

Jiang Qingyuan had no choice but to guess for himself: "Is it about Shen Fengming?"

In fact, Jiang Qingyuan has been silently following Ye Xingyi's whereabouts. He thought that after the two divorced, Ye Xingyi and Shen Fengming would be able to live a happy life again.

But it has been a long time since Shen Fengming came back.

It was no accident just now, Jiang Qingyuan has been following Ye Xingyi to tell the truth, I heard that Shen Fengming did not marry Ye Xingyi.

He also transferred all the inheritance to Ye Xingyi, and went to live in a dilapidated rental house by himself.

He was completely surprised, what the hell is Shen Fengming doing?

"I'm going to find Fengming."

Ye Xingyi finally spoke, his eyes were lowered, his whole body was as pale as a ghost.

"But he doesn't want me anymore."

"What?" Jiang Qingyuan was a little confused, "Why?"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Qingyuan subconsciously began to suspect the reason, could it be because of Ye Xingyi's relationship with him?

Jiang Qingyuan subconsciously thought it was a bit ridiculous. According to what he had heard, Shen Fengming didn't seem to be the kind of narrow-minded person.

But seeing Ye Xingyi's precarious and weak appearance, Jiang Qingyuan decided to comfort him first.

"In fact, sometimes, what some people say is not necessarily true."

Seeing that Ye Xingyi had no expression on his face, he continued, "Maybe it's because of some unavoidable reason."

This was also Jiang Qingyuan's subconscious thought. Shen Fengming's feelings for Ye Xingyi were for sure.

The two are no longer together, so there must be some unavoidable reason!
"what reason?"

Ye Xingyi buried his face in his palm wearily, and said in distress, "He said he doesn't love me anymore, we're done."

A poignant whimper came from between the fingers: "I don't know what to do?"

Seeing Ye Xingyi's Qingli Juecheng's face shed tears of pear blossom and rain, Jiang Qingyuan couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

Subconsciously thought, if it was because of his relationship with Ye Xingyi that Shen Fengming misunderstood, would he also have to take some responsibility?

Not knowing how to comfort the woman in front of him, Jiang Qingyuan stayed in the room with Ye Xingyi for a while, then said goodbye and went back.

But instead of returning to his apartment, he returned the same way and came to the dilapidated apartment.

Walking all the way up, dressed in suits and leather shoes, with a good appearance, he accepted the attention of neighbors all the way.

This neighbor in the neighborhood has never really seen a few people of this level in his life, but for some unknown reason, he saw them one after another.

Completely ignoring the gazes around him, Jiang Qingyuan walked to the second room on the tenth floor, and knocked on the door.

dong dong dong.

Three strokes, very regular, neither light nor heavy.

Then he heard footsteps approaching step by step inside, and someone came to open the door.

Jiang Qingyuan put down his hand and took this opportunity to glance around.

There is still garbage that has not been thrown out in the corridor. There are many small labels on the walls, such as unlocking, toilets, and some ghost symbols sprayed out by spray paint. The whole environment is dirty and dilapidated.

Jiang Qingyuan couldn't help being a little surprised. The dignified president of the Shen family transferred all his property to his ex-wife and children, and he lived in a place like a mouse's nest.

Why is that?
Just as he was frowning and thinking deeply, the door in front of him slammed open, and then an indifferent and resolute face appeared.

The two faced each other and were silent for a second or two.

"Assistant Ling." Jiang Qingyuan greeted first, with a slight upward hook on the corner of his mouth, showing a polite and distant smile, why are you here?

"I should ask you this question, Mr. Jiang, what is this..." Ling Yu showed no expression.

"I'm here to visit Mr. Shen. I don't know if he's here."

Ling Yushan stood in front of him like Ling Yushan, and Jiang Qingyuan went directly over his shoulder and looked into the dark room inside, as if he saw a pale hand protruding from the corner of the wine-red sofa.

There was someone lying on the sofa, and it was a man.

"Our President Shen is not here, please..." Ling Yu raised his eyebrows, his expression turned cold, it seemed that Jiang Qingyuan was not welcome to come in.

With one hand, he was about to close the door. Jiang Qingyuan subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the door, preventing it from closing. The smile on the corner of his mouth was almost unstoppable.

Since I came to visit, I can't go back no matter what.

He was really about to resort to tricks, when suddenly, the hand on the sofa was raised, and a deep and steady voice sounded.

"Ling Yu, let him in."

Ling Yu frowned, his expression obviously unwilling, and he stared at Jiang Qingyuan.

Jiang Qingyuan raised his smiling face quickly, and asked gently: "Your boss let me in, why don't you let me go?"

In Ling Yu's eyes, a man with a hippie smile like a boy is very annoying.

Come to visit the president?

Ling Yu sneered, maybe he didn't come to the door to ridicule and declare sovereignty?
He didn't want to let Jiang Qingyuan in, but the president had already spoken, so he couldn't resist.

He could only hold back his breath, opened the door, and let out the way.

crunch.

Shen Fengming, who was lying on the sofa, sat up slowly, Jiang Qingyuan just walked over, facing the backlight and saw the thin figure, the face that gradually turned, was more than the man in the impression.

Mental momentum, a few levels worse!
Originally, Shen Fengming paid great attention to his image, and he could control the scene when he went out casually.

But at this moment, the man had pain hidden between his brows and eyes. Although his expression was calm, his thin and pale appearance looked like a sickly consumptive ghost.