The president is committing suicide

Shen Cong waited for a long time, forcing himself to make a lot of efforts before walking back to Ding Jiaying.

He thought he was used to waiting, that he had the patience to take it slow, that he would not be jealous, that he would be able to hide his feelings and wait for the right time.

Isn’t all these years of suffering just waiting for that day?

Even though I have walked a long way, I still can't control my anxious heart.

It shouldn't have been now. I shouldn't have reached out to stop her now.

But there was no way in his eyes that he could accept that they were getting closer and closer to him.

Shen Heng closed the door very tactfully.

There was no one else at the door, only two people were left facing each other.

Ding Jiaying could break free and shake off his hand at any time.

God knows how long the word "Aying" had been rolling in his throat, and how long he had to restrain himself before he could say it so softly.

He didn't back away as he did last time when she pushed him away.

He pulled her wrist and saw her frown.

He had seen Ding Jiaying's indifferent expression countless times in his mind, and it still made him sad when he saw it in real life.

He wanted to say, Aying, I really miss you. I have become a better person and know how to love you better.

"Mr. Shen, our marriage has legally ended. Do you need me to remind you of the time?"

"I know." Shen Cong's eyes were deep, and there were too many complicated emotions in them that Ding Jiaying couldn't see through.

"You knew you were still holding me back? Now I can call the police."

Shen Cong didn't care: "You have the right to do so."

He didn't get mad downstairs just now, but waited until he got mad at the door because he was sure that he would not pursue the matter before the police arrived?

What's his plot?

Ding Jiaying shrank back and took a step back: "What do you want to do?"

Shen Cong lowered his eyes and took a step forward: "There is no law that says I can't pursue you again after divorce and let you marry me again."

He said these words calmly, but Ding Jiaying heard them as full of sarcasm.

As a matter of course, the light tone seemed to wipe out the deception of the past with a single stroke.

What then is Ding Jiaying's inner struggle? Is it a joke?

"These few years are neither too long nor too short. I know you can't let go so easily. I will wait, and I will let you see my sincerity and my changes. I promise you that there will be no more deception between us."

"I don't expect you to make a decision right now. I just want you to know. It doesn't matter if you don't come to me. I will come to you."

Ding Jiaying said coldly: "So, will you listen to everything I say?"

"Aying, I'm serious."

"Then let me go now. I demand that you let me go."

"..."

Ding Jiaying said seriously: "If I understand correctly, you want to pursue me again and want me to give you a fair chance to compete. So respecting my decision is the first lesson you should learn now."

Shen Cong let go of her hand upon hearing this, and only remembered her determined, bright eyes.

"How am I doing?"

Ding Jiaying tilted her head and squinted her eyes: "Very good. You learn faster than Shen Heng."

She had no idea how attractive she really was.

Shen Cong held the person in his arms, and with lightning speed, he pushed the person against the wall and covered him with his chest.

The touch on the lips was like an electric shock, which instantly spread throughout the body, and every pore seemed to suddenly come alive.

Ding Jiaying couldn't resist the honesty of her body, and her hands were powerless to push away.

The slight whimper was completely swallowed by Shen Cong.

Not wanting to scare her too much and giving her the determination and courage to escape, Shen Cong knew when to stop and quickly retreated after reaping the benefits.

"You can queue up. I'll be first in line."

"Shen Cong!"

Ding Jiaying's legs went weak and her face turned red.

Shen Cong brushed her hair while admitting his mistake: "I was impatient. I will slowly correct it in the future."

Ding Jiaying slapped him in the face: "Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you are pretty and smart? Do you think that because I loved you and couldn't bear to leave you, I should be ready to follow your steps and approach you at any time?"

"You're so self-righteous that you want me to know the information I should know, and you want me to be molded into the person you want to see according to your preferences? Dream on!"

Ding Jiaying was trembling all over. After saying this, she returned to her room without even looking at Shen Cong.

After closing the door, I still couldn't calm down. I hated myself for being soft-hearted for a moment and not pushing him away immediately.

She was betraying herself, betraying the self who had run away from Shen Cong.

Shen Cong stared at the closed door.

It wasn't the first time that Aying closed the door to herself.

He watched her forget the heart that she had opened to him.

The pain of being deceived made her push herself away, but the memories rushing past her heart were what made the door between them slam shut.

The past was so heavy that he was unable to shake it even a little.

But he couldn't stand there and wait for the frost and snow to disappear automatically, nor could he endure the long time without Ah Ying.

Late at night, Ding Jiaying tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, and her toothache became more severe.

"Qiao Shen, you used fake medicine to harm me!"

It is no use to clench your fist and block the edge of the alveolar bone.

Ding Jiaying went to the refrigerator to find some ice cubes and made herself a large glass of ice water.

If you use the same method too many times, it won’t be effective in shooting.

Ice water cannot stop your teeth from decaying, nor can it stop the trend of decay.

It’s a pity that Qiao Shen was still stingy and didn’t bring the medicine back to him.

Ding Jiaying had no choice but to ask someone to run errands to buy the medicine and bring it to her.

Fortunately, the housekeeper of the place where Xiao Mimi lives is pretty nice and even brings takeout upstairs in the evening.

Ding Jiaying asked the housekeeper to put the medicine at the door, and then quietly opened the door to get it back after the person left.

Before I touched the edge of the bag, a slender hand grabbed the bag.

"Shen Cong, you want to scare people to death!"

Ding Jiaying almost jumped up just now.

"You're not sleeping in the middle of the night, coming out to steal takeout?"

Shen Cong looked at her face carefully and found it slightly swollen. She was indeed sick.

"Taking these medicines late at night can only relieve symptoms, not the root cause. It's better to go to the hospital directly."

Ding Jiaying snatched her medicine bag and said, "Why are you as long-winded as Qiao Shen?"

"Qiao Shen?"

"How I treat my teeth is my business, take care of yourself." Ding Jiaying didn't care that his face suddenly turned ugly, and with a click, she locked him out of the door again.

Shen Cong felt uneasy and couldn't sleep well.

A message from a stranger suddenly appeared on Ding Jiaying's phone: "If the swelling doesn't go down by tomorrow after taking the medicine, I will take you to the hospital in the morning."

Who cares about you! Don't think I'm a bully.

Just when Ding Jiaying was about to add her to the blacklist, another message came.

"Don't delete me, or there will be new numbers. If you don't want to go to the hospital tomorrow, I will take you there myself."

Neuropathy.

After taking the medicine, Ding Jiaying kept her eyes open and looked at the ceiling for a while, then fell asleep in a daze.