Playing to the death and cheating on you

It was already dark, Ye Jia parked the car on the tree-lined road outside the big villa area of ​​C, and sat quietly in the car, his thoughts were very confused. 【26nbsp;】

In Feng Feng's heart, what kind of position does Li Huan occupy?If it is not a very special one, why is Feng Feng willing to go all out for him and risk reporting him to release him on bail?

Friends, is it really that simple to be a friend?

The panic in my heart deepened little by little, and the arrow wound on my left rib seemed to be aching.He leaned back on his seat, closed his eyes, and let the phone ring over and over again, but he didn't seem to hear it.

Feng Feng waited at home until it was dark, and then, at seven o'clock, eight o'clock, nine o'clock, ten o'clock... the food was cold and then hot, hot and cold again.Ye Jia still hasn't come back.

She was getting more and more panicked. She had read all the newspapers in the past few days, and gossip on the Internet spread more widely, with different opinions. Even Ye Jia's photos were dug up by the paparazzi and turned into a double hero with Li Huan. pk, all kinds of guesses are unsightly.

She called Ye Jia's number over and over again, but no one answered every time she called.What happened to Ye Jia?Did he not answer on purpose?Is he really angry?

Feeling terrified and ashamed in my heart, I have caused such trouble, which man can still feel calm after reading this kind of report?Ye Jia is also a man. Could it be that he is indifferent to his lover's "scandal"?Rumors are fiercer than tigers. If it were me, and Ye Jia had such a scandal, wouldn't I be sad to death?

The later it was, the more anxiety in her heart increased. She simply got up and put on her coat. She must find Ye Jia, even if she broke into Ye Jia's house, she must find him and have a good talk with him.

When she walked across the wooden bridge of Zhizhijiaga, she dialed the phone again, and this time, she got connected. It was Ye Jia's voice: "Hello, Xiaofeng..."

She stopped and almost became ecstatic: "Ye Jia, are you coming back?"

"Xiaofeng, I want to be alone these few days. Don't worry about me."

"Ye Jia..." Her voice was so urgent, "Where are you? May I come to you?"

"Xiaofeng, can we just be quiet for a while?"

Her voice dimmed, she didn't know how to be quiet, and she didn't know how he would be quiet. Subconsciously, she just felt the danger—the danger of losing everything soon.

The hands holding the phone were numb from the cold. In the cold night wind, she was trembling and didn't dare to say a word, and she didn't know what to say. Then, it was Ye Jia's faint voice: "Xiaofeng , you rest first, leave me alone."

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