The runaway wife of the president of the empire

"Yiyi, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry..." Lei Yufeng hugged her tightly, feeling like a blunt knife was cutting his heart one by one, and the pain was so painful that he was about to suffocate.

If he could make a new choice, he would rather use all of his own in exchange for turning back time, and in exchange for the damage that has been added to her body and mind.

After a long time, neither of them spoke again.

Mu Yiyi was crying and crying, her voice gradually became thinner, she was pillowed on his chest, her body curled up in his warm embrace.

The words that had been held in her heart for a long time finally came out today, and she seemed to relax her tense nerves, grabbed his skirt, and closed her eyes. [

When she calmed down, Lei Yufeng gently let her go and backed away, she was already tired from crying and fell asleep, her face was covered with tears.

He lovingly brushed away the strands of hair hanging on her forehead, got up carefully, went into the bathroom, twisted a hot towel over, and carefully wiped her face clean.

Finally, she gently took off her coat and covered her with a quilt.

After drawing the curtains, Lei Yufeng looked at the sleeping woman on the bed, and remembered Han Zhenyu's disgusting breathing on the phone that day, his handsome face darkened, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

If what Mu Yiyi said was the truth, then what Han Zhenyu did had only one purpose, which was to use Mu Yiyi to achieve the purpose of hurting him.

If he didn't care about Mu Yiyi, then Han Zhenyu's thoughts would be in vain.

But he cared, hopelessly.

Is it sad that the woman he cares about actually loves such a man in his heart?Or is it unfortunate?

Walking into the cloakroom, he changed his clothes again and went to "Emerald Sky".

Lin Siquan, who came back from abroad, asked him to meet there.

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Walking into the private room of Jade Sky's tea house, Lei Yufeng saw Lin Siquan standing in front of the French window, looking at the traffic under his feet, thinking about something.

"Si Quan, why are you feeling melancholy? That's not your style!" He said, and sat down on the comfortable soft chair.

Lin Siquan turned around and smiled, sat down opposite him, stared at him for several seconds and said, "It's not your style to be haggard!"

"Am I emaciated?"

"Am I melancholy?"

After the two big men finished speaking, they laughed haha.

Lei Yufeng leaned back, and asked lazily: "Is it going well?"

"You can see that I'm unscathed, so you know I'm safe!" Lin Siquan's handsome face was full of confidence. [

"When are you going to stop?"

Lin Siquan smiled back, but did not answer.

"Come on, let's perform your tea ceremony!" He didn't answer, Lei Yufeng stopped talking, and pointed to the Kung Fu tea set in front of him with a smile.

"That's you, other people, I don't like to serve you!" Lin Siquan said as he opened the tea sample jar, "The best Guanyin King, incense!"

After speaking, he poured boiling water into the kettle, then poured the water into the justice cup, and then poured the water into the tea cup.

After putting the tea into the pot according to the proportion, he added water to the pot with his right hand, and scraped off the foam with the lid with his left hand. After closing the lid, he poured the tea into the smelling cup.

Lei Yufeng looked at Lin Siquan gracefully and complacently, performing the Chinese tea ceremony skillfully, and smiled with his lips pursed.

"I like to watch it so much, please go home and perform for you!" Lin Siquan put boiling water into the pot, soaked for 1 minute, then washed the cup, poured out the water, poured the tea into the fair cup with the pot in his right hand, and then The justice cup was poured into the smelling cup, only seventy percent full.