President Hunting Love is too fierce

This time, no matter what she did, said, or how she hurt herself, I would forgive her, as long as she stayed by his side.

However, the person in his arms became stiff.

Then pushed him away hard.

Ye Chuqing broke free from his embrace, took two steps back, and calmly met his shocked gaze.

His hands were still in a hugging motion, but they were frozen in mid-air, which looked rather strange. [

"Chu Qing..."

Ye Chuqing looked at him coldly, and curled her lips mockingly: "Zong Mo has admitted the wrong person. It's really not your style to hug a woman like this in the street regardless of her image."

Mo Fengya frowned, his handsome face revealed a trace of embarrassment.

But he didn't care about his image, he finally found her, and there was nothing more important than her.

"Chuqing, don't be like this, I know you are angry, but don't ignore me, I will be very sad." His tone was sad, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

He had never lowered his head to anyone before, but since she made him lose his dignity, she begged.

He was also willing.

As long as you don't treat him so coldly and unfeelingly, her indifference is like a knife stabbing his heart.

Ye Chuqing was funny, she had already thought that they would meet again, so she had figured out how to speak calmly when facing him.

Say everything calmly and leave.

But when she heard his bewildered voice, she couldn't suppress the emotions in her heart.

There was a piercing pain, and boundless grievances quickly rushed to her heart.

Made her eyes moist.

It was even more painful than when he was kicked out that day, when he huddled under the street lamp and pulled out the glass shards.

Would he feel sad too?

Did he ever think that she would be sad too.

"Mo Fengya, I remember you told me to get out." A strange smile bloomed on her pale lips, hazy and desolate.

do you know?

That word hurt her deeply, and she trembled when she thought of it. [

Because he cared, she felt more pain. She would never forget that he lowered his head indifferently and said to her: Get up, get out.

Her hands were covered with broken glass, but she endured the pain and got up.

Thinking of that night, hot mist welled up in her eyes again, she quickly turned her head to the side, trying to swallow her tears back.

When Mo Fengya saw her so distressed that she was about to cry, his heart ached even more: "Chuqing, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were helping me at that time."