You brought up the divorce. Why are you crying when your wife is gone?

absolutely not...

Xia Enxing felt like she was falling into an abyss. She began to be unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. All her power was taken away, and only her muddy consciousness was left to support her as she moved forward in a heavy fog.

I don’t know how long it took, or when Xiao Ang left. She seemed to be trapped in a cage, unable to move even an inch.

Lu Cangye, I thought that if you died, I would be free.

But I survived because I hated you, and I became so strong because of my hatred for you. After you died, I actually...began to become fragile.

It's like, I was already indestructible, but your death made me start to change back to an ordinary person.

Flesh and blood began to grow back on my body.

In the darkness, Xia Enxing closed her eyes, and some eyes slipped from her closed eyes.

It was so silent that she didn't even notice it.

Don't die, I still want to hate you.

Lu Cangye, don’t die.

******

When Xia Enxing got up the next day, he felt some swelling and pain on both sides of his temples. The woman stretched out her hand to press her temples, and someone knocked on the door outside.

Xia Enxing looked down at his clothes. Well, he was wearing pajamas, so he shouted "Please come in."

Xiao Ang came in with a plate. When he saw her waking up, the man was a little surprised, "I thought you would sleep until the afternoon."

"What time is it now?"

"Eleven o'clock." Xiao Ang walked in and placed a glass of lemonade on Xia Enxing's bedside table. "I have already sent Xia Liuguang and Zhu Xi'an to school, and I have asked for leave from the company for you."

Xia Enxing was stunned, came back to his senses and said, "I actually slept for so long?"

"Yes." Xiao Ang put away the plate and sat down beside her bed, "Are you going to the company this afternoon, or are you going for a drive somewhere?"

"I'm going to the Lu family to pick up some things." Xia Enxing took a breath, "I contacted someone to handle Lu Cangye's funeral arrangements, and by the way, I'm going to the cemetery."

Xiao Ang's expression was blank for a moment. He couldn't imagine what kind of mood Xia Enxing had in taking care of Lu Cangye's funeral.

They entangled and strangled him during his lifetime, but after his death, Xia Enxing was the one who carried Lu Cangye's coffin.

How ironic and whims of fate force them to stagger love and hate.

Xiao Ang said, "I understand, I will take you there later."

Xia Enxing asked him, "Wait a minute, Xiao Ang, why am I wearing pajamas."

Xiao Ang's movements paused.

"You..." The woman looked at him with a bit of disbelief, "I came home last night and was delirious. It was you..."

"I changed it for you." Xiao Ang's eyes flashed with a trace of amusement, "What's the matter, do you mind?"

Xia Enxing took a breath. She was not that feudal, but she didn't expect Xiao Ang to still...

"I think you were unconscious at that time, and you definitely didn't have the ability to change your clothes by yourself." Xiao Ang sat up straight and said, "I changed it for you out of kindness. If you want to thank me, please say it quickly."

Having said this, he came closer to Xia Enxing, lowered his voice suddenly, and said in an extremely ambiguous tone in her ear, "Xia Enxing's waist is so soft."

The woman suddenly felt goosebumps all over her body. She subconsciously stretched out her hand, "Do you want to die?"

"I've given you a lot of face." Xiao Ang clicked his tongue and retracted the cynicism on his face, "I didn't do anything out of bounds when you were in a state where you couldn't make any resistance. Xia Enxing, you must relax. ?”

Xia Enxing's heart was beating wildly, "What else do you want to do to cross the line? I don't want to kill you!"

Xiao Ang said with a smile, "You are so fierce, I like it so much."

If Xia Enxing were gentler and more considerate, he wouldn't be so conceited.

Only those with thorns are strong.

Seeing the smile on Xiao Ang's fair face, Xia Enxing wanted to step on her now. However, Xiao Ang was such a smooth-tongued person. After he was angry with Xia Enxing, he stood up and walked out with the plate. His tall and straight figure walked to the door of Xia Enxing's room. Outside, "Hurry up and pack up. Send me the address and I'll take you to handle Lu Cangye's funeral arrangements."

Twenty minutes later, Xia Enxing got up. Xiao Ang had already prepared breakfast outside. Xia Enxing suddenly remembered that Xiao Ang had said at the beginning that he had cooked for a group of brothers in the past. Now she understood. I used to cook for Song Ni and others, a group of old FBI guys.

After breaking free from there, Xiao Ang carried the guilt and sought revenge on J. Now that J has been exposed, it can be regarded as a major matter in Xiao Ang's mind.

Xia Enxing pulled out his chair and sat down. The breakfast Xiao Ang made was millet pumpkin porridge and pot stickers. It could be seen that the pot stickers were wrapped by him himself and the shape was very nice. The woman subconsciously commented, "Xiao Ang, you are very virtuous."

Xiao Ang sat down next to her and poured himself a glass of orange juice. "What do you mean, you want to marry me?"

"You can be my wife." Xia Enxing was happy, "Be a good housekeeper and wash clothes and cook for me from now on."

Xiao Ang sneered disdainfully, "I have all the skills to wash clothes and cook for you. Isn't that in vain?"

Xia Enxing put the pot stickers he had made into her mouth. He mixed the meat filling himself. When she took a bite, the soup overflowed in her mouth. The crispy skin and salty juice merged with each other in her mouth. She delivered a rather surprising and delicious feast.

Xia Enxing ate several pot stickers in a row. Seeing that she had a good appetite, Xiao Ang was also very happy. He drank the porridge and said, "What are you going to do about Lu Cangye's funeral? Where will he bury her?"

“I contacted a public cemetery.”

Xia Enxing lowered his eyes, and when he said this, his eyes were a little obscure, "In this way, he can be considered settled."

Xiao Ang stretched out his hand and pressed her head, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, we still have a long way to go, Xia Enxing."

Lu Cangye's death is not the end. It is he who gives you a new life.

Xia Enxing sniffed, "I understand."

Half an hour later, Xiao Ang sent Xia Enxing to the door of Lu's house. She wanted to take some of Lu Cangye's relics and put them in the cemetery, so she visited the place she hated most several times.

The first thing I saw when I entered was Yu Zhaoyang sitting on the sofa, as if he had guessed that she would come, "Are you here to get my brother's relics?"

Hearing the word "brother" from his mouth, Xia Enxing felt that it sounded a little weird for some reason.

"Yeah." Xia Enxing frowned, "Why do you know?"

"Why didn't I know?" Yu Zhaoyang stood up with a smile to greet her, "Xia Enxing, without me saying hello in advance, would the Lu family's security guard let you in like this?"

Speaking of this, Yu Zhaoyang's eyes passed over her face and even stayed on her neck for a while. Xia Enxing felt his gaze and frowned subconsciously, "Then continue to make way for me. I want to Go to Lu Cangye’s room.”

Yu Zhaoyang grabbed her slender wrist, as if he was holding her pulse, "Xia Enxing, is Lu Cangye a dead person worthy of your concern?"

Xia Enxing felt that the pores all over his body had shrunk. The woman turned her head and looked at Yu Zhaoyang in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"You take care of his funeral arrangements, and then what? He can't come back. Lu Cangye is already dead. Xia Enxing, you are just worrying about these things because you don't want to let yourself go."

What Yu Zhaoyang said was extremely cruel, completely different from his gentle image, "It's time for you to come out. Besides, I can give you what Lu Cangye can give you."

At this point, Yu Zhaoyang changed his grip on her. When she didn't respond, he forcefully inserted his fingers into the gaps between hers. Regardless of her resistance, he forced his fingers to entangle with Xia Enxing's.

At that moment, Xia Enxing felt as if his heart had been hit.

"You like strong words like this."

Yu Zhaoyang lowered his voice, "Xia Enxing, I can try too."

Xia Enxing came to his senses, pulled out his finger as if he was electrocuted, and then slapped Yu Zhaoyang on the face!

At that moment, Yu Zhaoyang, who was beaten, was not angry, but just laughed.

He laughed because Xia Enxing was getting angry.

"You're afraid of me."

Yu Zhaoyang raised his head, his fair face full of unruly wildness, and even put the other side of his face close to his, "Xia Enxing, you are afraid of me, you find that you will see the shadow of Lu Cangye in me, you Afraid of not being able to tell the difference between me and him.”

After all, Xia Enxing, you are afraid that Lu Cangye will be replaced by me.

Yu Zhaoyang gritted his teeth and said, "I will give you as much as you want of that dead man's relics, but Xia Enxing, let me tell you, after giving them, you have to give up all thoughts related to Lu Cangye!"

The voice no longer sounded like a discussion, but more like an order and compulsion.

It was an order and force that only Lu Cangye would do to her.

"I don't care how deeply Lu Cangye is rooted in your heart."

Yu Zhaoyang's words were even a bit ferocious, with hissing murderous intent, "I can pull them out bit by bit, Xia Enxing, if you miss the pain Lu Cangye gave you in the past, then I will give you pain. Do you want to be with me?" If he rebuilds the old relationship, then I will renew our relationship with you on his behalf. He is dead, and the living person is me, Yu Zhaoyang, and the winner in the end can only be me, Yu Zhaoyang!"

The moment these words fell to the ground, it seemed as if countless rolling stones and flying sand were stirred up in the distance!

"Everything that belongs to Lu Cangye. I want it."

Yu Zhaoyang stared at her, like a wild animal staring at its prey, "Xia Enxing, you and I want it too, do you understand?"

After saying this, Yu Zhaoyang waved his hand, and servants from upstairs came down with something in their hands. Following him, he took the box from their hands and threw it directly on the ground!

With a plop, the contents fell to the ground, and one of the broken pens rolled to Xia Enxing's feet.

The woman's pupils shrank. Wasn't this pen thrown away by her after she signed the divorce agreement?

Lu Cangye...did he find it again?

"These are the relics of the dead man."

Yu Zhaoyang smiled, with a beautiful appearance and cruel words, "Xia Enxing, bury them all quickly, I wish... Lu Cangye and them all disappear."