Warm marriage and personal pet, please let go of the president's uncle

119: Lu Lingye, why is it you?Looking at Lu Lingye's familiar cold and handsome face, Yange suddenly felt strange.

The nightmares that she had been suffering for five years, and the guilt she had felt toward him because of that incident in the past two months, were like the saddest joke, taunting her wildly from a distance.

A drop of tears fell from the corner of Yange's eyes, unlike every time she tried to be stubborn, she was truly heartbroken.

Why is it him?

Why would it be him?

His active approach, his tender affection, is it for the redemption five years ago, or is it because of his pure guilt!

Yange couldn't continue thinking, the more she thought about it, the more her heart ached.

She used to be full of guilt, but at this moment, it turned into a bubble, and it burst with a poke.

Lies, truth?

True or false, but is there anything crazier than this?

The curse she used to dream about every night, the anger she used to fill with resentment, turned out to be him in the end.

How can she accept this fact.

Yange wept expressionlessly, the pain was so extreme that he lost expression.

His palm was still wrapped around her hand, Yange retracted subconsciously, his eyes were full of strange emotions.

Lu Lingye's brows were tightly frowned, an imperceptible panic flashed across his eyes, and he leaned over to hug Yange tightly in his arms with distress.

His Adam's apple slid up and down, and it took him a long time to utter a few words, "Yes, no, it's me!"

The tone of the apology was hoarse and deep, revealing a deep nostalgia and pity!

Yange was held in his arms motionless, with his hands spread on his knees, his heart was blocked and his mind was buzzing.

Lu Lingye hugged the absent-minded inkstone, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

He has tried his best to make up for a mistake five years ago.

But falling in love with her is definitely not out of guilt!

"let me go!"

After an unknown amount of time, Yange blurted out in a hoarse and forbearing voice.

These three words are blunt and alienated.

The strength of Lu Lingye's arms became tighter and tighter, "Yan Ge, let's go..."

"Lu Lingye, let me go!"

Yange's whole body was tense, holding back!

Lu Lingye clasped the back of her head with one hand, stroking her hair, "Yan Ge, my fault, five years ago... my fault!"

Lu Lingye felt extremely distressed by her forbearance of depressed emotions.

It was precisely because she just murmured in a low voice, but did not express any emotion, this made his heart throb with pain.

This woman, wishing to hold her in the palm of her hand and love her until she grows old, but he still made mistakes to this extent.

Lu Lingye felt guilty and distressed, but he never regretted it.

Even though he did something wrong back then, he never regretted meeting her and possessing her!

Yange closed her eyes tightly, she couldn't stop crying, a heart that had been revived because of him was now devastated.

It's fine to be anyone, even if God was really cruel back then, she has silently accepted it for so many years.

But at the moment when the road was turning, his few words were like a scimitar piercing her heart fiercely.

She didn't care about Mu Xinrou or Pei Yunjing.

Why was it the uncle she thought she was sorry that caused the deepest nightmare back then?

She also thought absurdly that she was raped/violent, how could she be worthy of such a perfect him.

In the end, everything came back to square one.

He is the culprit, he is the messenger of nightmares.

Yange's forehead was exposed to blue veins due to excessive forbearance. She washed her face with tears and sniffed the familiar smell in his arms, but at this moment she could no longer control the emotions that were on the verge of collapse.

She struggled suddenly and growled hoarsely, "Let go of me, let me go, don't touch me!"

She rejected Lu Lingye, obviously resisting his embrace.

Worried about hurting him, Lu Lingye relaxed his hand, but she pushed him away without hesitation.

Yange stood up in a trance, her slender body looked extraordinarily thin at this time.

She shook twice, looked left and right, kept holding her hair with her hands, and panted violently.

19-year-old nightmare, 24-year-old belated truth.

She has kept the secret for five years, and it seems that he already knows it well!

Then every time he made a tentative attack, did he watch her stubbornly resist with a mocking heart?

What kind of mentality did he have for his domineering and strong favor?

Things happened suddenly, Yange couldn't calmly accept this fact at all.

She stood there, shedding tears, the darkness in front of her eyes invaded her one after another, several times she thought she was in a dream.

"Why... Lu Lingye, uncle... why is it you!"

Yange looked at him standing in front of him, so majestic, so perfect, his stern facial features were like chiseled chisels.

With tears in her eyes, she shook her head and kept asking, "You already knew, right? Why did you do this? Can't you change someone? You're actually lying to me, aren't you?"

Speaking of this, Yan Ge seemed like a drowning man had suddenly grasped the last straw.

She rushed in front of Lu Lingye, raised her head, cried intermittently, but forced a distorted smile: "Uncle, you lied to me, right?"

Her struggle in fragility was truly presented in front of Lu Lingye.

He thought it shouldn't be so difficult, but when he saw the scene of Yange's collapse, he realized that he was wrong.

Five years ago, she was hurt far more intensely than he imagined.

However, under the domination of drugs back then, he couldn't speak.

The corners of Lu Lingye's tightly pursed lips turned white. He raised his hand to press Yange's shoulder, but she suddenly pulled away and left.

Yange shook his head, tears flowed down his cheeks to his chin, "Lu Lingye..."

She choked up and said his name, but couldn't say anything in the end.

Yange covered her face with her hands, sobbing, her shoulders huddled up, in pain.

Crying until she couldn't stand still, she simply squatted on the ground, crying loudly.

For five years of concealment, but also for these five years of suffering.

Lu Lingye stood in front of her with heavy steps, and complex dark lights flashed in his usually sharp eyes.

His nostrils fluttered, he knelt down and stroked Yange's hair, "Yes, no, get up!"

His tone murmured, filled with his deep affection and apology.

No one saw, in this dark room, what kind of affection and boundless self-blame were in Lu Lingye's bloodshot eyes.

Yange's shoulders shrugged, and the warm touch on the top of her head stimulated her again.

She raised her head and pushed his palm away, "Wuuuu... don't touch me!"

Her eyes, which were completely washed by tears, were full of heartbreak. She gritted her teeth, stared at Lu Lingye, and suddenly raised her trembling hand, but stopped suddenly just when her palm was about to fall on his cheek.

Unable to do so, Yange gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, finally hitting his shoulder hard.

She exerted so much force that she directly pushed Lu Lingye's squatting body to the ground.

Yange got up and ran, staggering out of the room that suffocated her.

Lu Lingye's eyes were scarlet, and he punched mercilessly on the marble floor, blood spattered everywhere, but he didn't even look at it.

She got up and chased after Yange, but she had already run to the car parked on the side of the road, and closed the door with a bang.

At the entrance of the villa, Gu Xinming grabbed his arm with a gloomy expression, "Boss Lu, stop chasing her. Give her some time!"

Lu Lingye clenched her silver teeth, closed her cold eyes and took a deep breath.

He took a deep look at the Bentley parked outside the door, and after nodding secretly, the car body passed the opening in front of his eyes like a ray of light.

Gu Xinming immediately sighed, "Boss Lu, Yange's behavior is inevitable. After all, what happened back then had too much impact on her. It won't be like this when she takes it easy and accepts the facts."

He comforted him, but in fact he had no idea.

Although he didn't see Yange's performance in the room just now, he had never seen her look when she ran out.

In my impression, Gu Yange is very strong, this time I am afraid the blow was too deep.

Lu Lingye stared at him, turned around and walked into the villa without saying anything.

Gu Xinming followed closely behind, and just after taking two steps, he found two drops of thick color on the ground.

He was startled, touched the back of his bloody hand, and immediately shouted, "Boss Lu, you don't want your hand anymore? I'll give it to you..."

"Don't follow!"

Lu Lingye's haughty and stern figure turned around and walked up the semi-open stairs.

Gu Xinming was stunned in place, neither leaving nor staying!

Things like feelings are really troublesome!

In contrast, he still likes that little wild cat, and he feels a sense of accomplishment in the process of taming it!

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In the car, Yan Qi was stunned!

She watched Yan Ge run out of the villa, her face was washed with water, she opened the car door and staggered in, and shouted hoarsely without saying a word, "Drive, drive..."

Driving on the quiet asphalt road in the middle of the night, Yan Qi's eyes kept looking at Yange.

Her cry was hoarse, and she sat motionless in the co-pilot sobbing, and she was so distressed to see it.

"Baby Yange, did you two quarrel?"