wedding dress

I smiled and sent away one director after another, then turned around and closed the door.

Moths have to be cleaned up sooner or later, but now is not the time.

I spun around in my chair for a week before I decided the move was totally out of my image.

Maybe... too excited?

Thinking of the phone call I just received, I feel a little inexplicably unable to restrain myself.

The old housekeeper of the Yin family has already begun to investigate my property. I don't know if this is the order of that person.

I calmed down, sorted out the thoughts in my head, and found that I really couldn't think of his anxious appearance.

It's okay, so you can enjoy it...

I smiled slightly, ignoring the faint uneasiness in my heart.

At that regular shareholders meeting, I presented two documents.

After the first document was read out, I saw him lower his eyes, let out a breath slowly, and then put on a panicked expression in an instant.

I've watched him for almost four years and know that this is when he was completely relaxed.

why?

Could it be that he did it on purpose?

Give Yin Shi to me on purpose?

Does he think I'm really that vulnerable?

I squinted my eyes and stared at him closely, and unexpectedly found that he was actually distracted!

The long-lost anger surged into my heart almost instantly...

When I came back to my senses, that person was looking at me in shock, his face was pale and he was on the verge of falling.

I've never seen him like this, and I've never thought of making him look like this.

My hands were tightly clenched, and I couldn't tell whether it was because I was too angry, or I was trying to restrain the desire to hold him.

What happened next was exactly as I expected.

Yin's people can't tolerate him, he can only be attached to me, but he doesn't know that I hate him so much.

I once vowed to let him taste all the humiliation I suffered in the Yin family.

Now my chance has come.

I deliberately ignored him for a few days, but this person's life seemed to have not changed at all, and he didn't have the consciousness of relying on others.

He still lives reclusively, but I know that he always leans on the balcony, quietly looking out the window in a daze, and sometimes feels tired, so he just leans there and sleeps for a while.

He didn't talk, and he didn't eat much.

He just sat there like a gust of wind could take him away.

I don't know what that kind of strong anxiety is called. Anyway, by the time I realized it, I had already compromised with him.

We had a good relationship at that time.

I found that he is just not used to being close to people, but if you forcefully squeeze into his life, you will find a lot of scenery that others want to see but can't see.

When he's dissatisfied, he won't argue with you, he will just tighten his lips and watch you say nothing. When he smiles, his eyes are crooked, and a small dimple will appear on his lips...

I am more and more obsessed with finding the real him hidden under the mask.

I know something about me is slowly changing.

This change terrified me deeply, but I was powerless to resist it.

People still have feelings.

The longer I spend with him, the more conflicted I become.

Being nice to him originally had a purpose, but when the goal was about to be achieved, I had to ask myself hundreds of times a day whether this plan should be implemented or not.

Now that things are up to now, I am naturally unwilling to teach me to give up so easily, but... can that person's body really stand up to such a toss?

The restlessness nearly suffocated me, so I rarely went back.

Not only to avoid him, but also to escape the uneasiness that follows me everywhere.

I thought I hated him, I hated him just now, and I thought I had tried my best to get the Yin family, just for revenge, for Yin's funds, I thought...

When the knife came down, it not only directly shattered all the "I thought", but also pierced my thinking hard, making me break out in a cold sweat instantly.

I didn't expect Lin Yunsheng to have a knife on his body!I also dare not imagine what the result would be if Yin Youan had no self-protection ability at all...

I watched in shock as he walked past me.

don't even look at me...

I suddenly felt an unspeakable panic.

I think I have finally seen my heart clearly, but I don't know if it's too late to recover.

I gripped his wrist tightly.

he turned around...

Just like in a dream, staring at me coldly...

Everything after that frustrates me.

When it was good, he looked at me like a stranger, but when it was bad, he looked at me with impatience.

He doesn't accept any kindness from me, and he is good at guessing my intentions with the greatest malice.

Before this, I never knew that it would be so difficult to see someone's smile.

I started to become timid. After I came back, I always stood motionless in front of his door. I wanted to see him, but I was afraid of the way he looked at me.

I thought I must be crazy that when he slapped me, I wished he would slap me more.I fantasized that maybe after the fight and vented, he would be the same as before.

But what I expected never happened. Our relationship and his body deteriorated irreparably.

His appetite is getting smaller and smaller, and he can only eat liquid food every day. I am so anxious that I dare not persuade him.

I have communicated with Smith, and I still remember his surprised eyes and surprised tone at that time.

If it is a miracle that he is alive today, then I will do whatever it takes to keep the miracle going.

So, I concealed the news of Yin Songrong's death from him.

I don't know if he will hate me after hearing the news, I only know that Smith said that his body is at the end of its strength...

I told him through the mouth of the servant that I liked him, I handed him my amulet, and I tried everything to make him happy.

I did so much and tried so hard to keep him alive.

Why did he let me watch him fall so cruelly!

"Yin Youan?"

I watched him fall into my arms in disbelief.

"Yin Youan..."

"Yin Youan!"

People around quickly cleaned up the scene.

I ignored the panic of others and called his name loudly, but he just frowned, panting in pain and difficulty.

I can't panic, I stabilize my trembling hand and tell myself that I can't panic.

He just fainted normally, he'll be fine, just like last time, he'll be fine...

"Shh..."

His voice was barely audible.

I hugged him, feeling his slender body trembling constantly.

My hands were sticky, but I didn't dare to look at the color of the liquid.

He opened his eyes and looked at me. This time, there was no indifference and guard in his eyes, nor was there any focus. He said to me intermittently: "You have to..."

I'm good!What's the use of me!I want you to be nice!

I almost screamed, but his hand hangs down feebly.

I touched the obstructing liquid that blocked my sight, and gently shook his shoulder: "Get up."

I dragged his body.

"stand up!"

He lay there quietly, in my arms.

I guess he must be mad at me, and yes, I shouldn't have yelled at him like that.

"Okay, okay, let's not get up, don't get up, can you open your eyes and look at me?"

"Look at me again."

"elder brother……"

I called him, hoping he would give me another punch like last time.

But he never woke up again.

I didn't have a funeral for him, and I know what people say about me, but I don't give a damn.

I shut myself in his room for two full weeks.

I look forward to seeing him when I open my eyes, even if he is still so cold to me.

I drank almost all the famous wines in the Yin family's collection, but he never entered my dreams once.

I stayed in a daze for a while, and suddenly my mind became clear.

I reserved his room, asked the chef to cook double meals, went home on time every day, and then set up a pair of bowls and chopsticks opposite.

Everyone in Yin's family was secretly discussing whether I was crazy.

But I know I'm not crazy.

As... I know he's not dead.

He is not dead.

Because he is not Yin Youan.

The real Yin You'an is in extremely poor health, so he won't have such sharp skills.

An ordinary person who stays at home, will not stick a knife into a girl's hand without changing his face.

I once suspected that he had some kind of prophetic ability.

What's more, I once saw my strange stone shining in his hand.

I'm cold enough to curl my lips, what I have to do now is to clean up everything here.

I will not spare anyone who hurt him.

I swear, when he comes back, I will definitely give him a clean Yin's house.