Went into the wrong room and offended the heir of a wealthy family

Chapter 290 He Lost

Looking at Feng Yunting's deep eyes, Lu Mingyue felt very sad.

At this moment, she believed that Feng Yunting truly liked her.

However, she should not accept it just because the other party likes her and confesses his love to her.

Jiang Ruoxin and Duan Feifei also really like Yan Chengzhi, but he doesn't like them either.

"Yun Ting, I don't like you." Lu Mingyue knew that it was cruel for her to say that, but she was in such a bad mood that she was in no mood to say nice things. "Can you go back? I want to be alone."

Feng Yunting shook his head, holding the flowers in one hand, and used his injured hand to pull her with difficulty, "Xiao Mingyue, especially at times like this, you should give yourself a chance."

"Give me a chance to help you get out of this, okay?"

Yan Chengzhi is about to die, there is no reason to trap you for the rest of your life.

But the latter sentence was too cruel, so he didn't say it directly.

Lu Mingyue looked at Feng Yunting, suddenly took a deep breath, and decided to go for it.

"Yun Ting, you know that I like Yan Chengzhi, I like him very much. Even so, do you still want to be with me?"

Feng Yunting nodded heavily, "I believe that my own charm will definitely make you change your mind."

"I come from a humble background, not even an ordinary good family. I am an orphan, and I am not a good match for your Feng family. Do you mind this?"

Feng Yunting's eyes became more determined, "I don't mind."

"Okay." Lu Mingyue took out her cell phone, "I'll call Yan Chengzhi right now in front of you. If he agrees, I'll be with you."

At this point, she paused for several seconds, "You don't mind, do you?"

Feng Yunting’s answer was still “I don’t mind”.

Lu Mingyue knew that she was being very selfish at this moment. She was using Feng Yunting to force Yan Chengzhi to give in.

But Yan Chengzhi didn't have much time, and she couldn't care less.

Lu Mingyue quickly dialed Yan Chengzhi's number.

When the call was about to be automatically disconnected, the other party answered it, Yan Chengzhi's voice was low, "What's the matter?"

"Yan Chengzhi, Feng Yunting confessed his love to me today."

There was silence for a long time before a deeper voice came out, "Yeah."

"If you agree, I will agree to be with him now." A short breath came from the other end of the phone, and Yan Chengzhi said with a bit of anger, "Lu Mingyue, whoever you want to be with has nothing to do with me!"

Lu Mingyue asked word by word: "Do you agree?"

The tone on the other end remained unchanged. "It's up to you. It has nothing to do with me anyway."

"I will get married eventually. If I can't marry you in this life, Yunting is fine. He is rich, handsome, and gentle. He said he would treat me well, and he doesn't even mind me..."

"I disagree!"

This time the response was loud and did not come through the radio waves.

Lu Mingyue turned around and found that Yan Chengzhi had come over at some point. He was still holding his phone, his dark eyes were like the deep sea, staring at Lu Mingyue at a distance of two or three meters.

Lu Mingyue also looked at him.

He was wearing a black dark-woven shirt, and he was tall and straight, with an imposing manner like a mountain.

But he was dying.

Lu Mingyue's eyes turned red again.

She couldn't bear Yan Cheng's death.

When Feng Yunting saw Yan Chengzhi appear, he knew he had lost. He slowly let go of the flower and left with a sullen face.

Xiao Yang drove slowly along the way and followed him, "Boss Feng, can I take you home first?"

Feng Yunting shook his head and sent him back. After that, he walked along the road for a long, long time.

When passing by the overpass, I saw a scavenger with a dejected look on his face, dragging a dirty snakeskin bag in his hand, rummaging through trash cans.

The scavenger suddenly asked Feng Yunting carefully, "Can I pick up this bottle?"

Feng Yunting looked down and saw an empty water bottle lying right at his feet.

He took two steps to the side.

The scavenger thanked him repeatedly and bent down to pick up the water bottle.

Feng Yunting suddenly handed the flowers in his hand to him and whispered, "For you."

The scavenger was a middle-aged woman, about fifty years old. She was dirty and dazzled by the large bouquet of fragrant roses. She rubbed her hands on her body several times in panic before she dared to reach out to take the roses.

She said with bright eyes: "Thank you, thank you handsome, you are such a good person! I have never received such beautiful flowers in my life!"

Looking at the scavenger's grateful face, Feng Yunting curled the corners of his mouth, turned and left.

Not knowing what he was thinking of, he suddenly laughed softly, and then laughed louder and louder.

As she laughed, her laughter was slowly mixed with a hint of complex, sweet and fishy grievance.

The flowers were delivered three times and finally ended up in the hands of a scavenger.

Others were moved to tears of gratitude, but Lu Mingyue avoided them as much as possible.

Is he that bad?

He is not willing!

Feng Yunting slowly clenched his fists.

Yan Chengzhi is almost dead, why should I compete with him for people!

This time, he won't let go no matter what!

……

Yan Chengzhi took Lu Mingyue to the hospital and found his attending physician.

As if afraid that Lu Mingyue might not understand, Yan Chengzhi asked the attending doctor to tell her his specific symptoms in detail.

"Tell her how many days I can live." Lu Mingyue's face was pale, and the doctor felt a little bit sorry for her. He told her Yan Chengzhi's condition in a low voice.

"Since Mr. Yan has been using expensive medicine, he looks no different from a normal person on the surface."

"But Mr. Yan only has less than three months left."

"Mr. Yan has a strong will. Perhaps he can act like a normal person and hold on until the last few days before collapsing."

After listening to what the doctor said, Lu Mingyue's fingertips were already cold, and even her back was cold.

The situation was more dangerous than she had imagined.

She just watched Yan Chengzhi act like a normal person, able to eat, walk, and work.

She thought everything could turn around.

Unexpectedly, they were all just appearances.

Yan Chengzhi waited for the doctor to explain clearly before taking her out of the hospital. Now Lu Mingyue's face was paler than his patient, so he couldn't send her back to the villa, so as not to scare the two elderly people in the villa.

He took her back to the apartment.

After opening the door, he led her into the house.

Her hands were cold, as if they had lost all warmth.

Yan Chengzhi felt a little distressed, so he poured her a cup of hot water and asked her to drink it. Seeing that her face gradually regained some color, he slowly asked -

"Mingyue, you just heard it. I may not live for more than a hundred days."

Lu Mingyue's eyes turned red, and she immediately rushed over to hug him, "No matter how many days are left, I will stay with you."

"I just broke off my engagement with the Jiang family." Yan Chengzhi asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid that if you are with me, you will be in trouble endlessly?"

Lu Mingyue answered firmly, "No!" "If you stay with me, you will always be mine. Even if I die, I will not allow you to remarry... Are you afraid that after I die, you will be alone and it will be hard to bear it?"

Lu Mingyue cried out, her throat choked and hurt, "I'm not afraid."

Yan Chengzhi wanted to ask more, but Lu Mingyue put her arms around his neck, tilted her head back and kissed his lips, blocking all his cruel questions.

"Yan Chengzhi, I'm not afraid of anything! As long as I can be with you, I'll die..."

She also didn't finish her words as Yan Chengzhi suddenly leaned over and kissed her.