The warmth of that bowl of porridge deeply moved her and gave her a taste of heartbeat.

Other men will only give her expensive gifts, cars, bags, clothes and diamonds, all of which are more expensive than the same, but they will not cook a bowl of porridge for her, buy her medicine, or take care of her with their own hands.

Those men measure everything in terms of money, and all they see is her appearance, the appearance she makes on purpose, not the real her.

Only that man, who has no desires or desires for her, no selfishness, and no thought of even a little return, is what she values ​​most.

The old servant's eyes were red, "Miss, don't say that, you will be fine."

Helen looked at the tall man eagerly, two tears rolled down, "Yihan, I want to have another bowl of porridge made by you, is that okay?"

The old servant nodded desperately, "Of course, Mr. Ouyang is a good man, and he will not disappoint a seriously injured patient."

There was an atmosphere of sadness in the room, which was almost suffocating.

Yihan frowned slightly, and refused without thinking, "Sorry, I'm very busy."

Helen's body trembled, as if meeting him for the first time. Is this man really her love?

How could her warmest memory, a passionate and righteous man, become so desolate?

"Don't you have time to cook a bowl of porridge?"

He changed so much that she almost couldn't recognize him, how could this happen?

"Yes." Yihan's tone was firm.

The old servant jumped up angrily, okay, okay, such a heartless man is not worthy of Miss Helen's love.

She accused loudly, "Mr. Ouyang, you let me down so much. I thought you were a kind and tolerant man, but only to find out that you are so cruel and heartless. It's so disappointing."

Helen half-closed her eyes tiredly, her complexion turned pale again, "Don't say that, I shouldn't force it, he has no obligation to be so nice to me."

Even though she said so, she was desperately hoping that he would change his mind and turn pity into love for her.

A cool voice sounded, "So you know this truth, it's rare."

When Helen heard this voice, she was extremely excited and opened her eyes suddenly, "Leng Yunxi, why are you here?"

Yihan moved away slightly, and a small face as white as jade appeared in front of them.

"I've been here all this time, you just didn't notice it. I'm finally relieved to see you end up in such a miserable situation."

Although she didn't make a move, villains have their own way. Seeing this result, she was very happy.

A man is taller than the sky, and his life is thinner than paper. This is Helen.

As soon as Helen saw her, the blood all over her body rushed to her forehead. "How can you say that? Is there any humanity left?"

If there is no Leng Yunxi, Yihan will definitely love her.

Yun Xi mocked coldly, "Do you need humanity for animals?"

She scolded people penetratingly and was extremely mean.

Helen was so angry that she almost vomited blood, "What did you say?"

Yun Xi didn't mind repeating, "I mean, in my eyes, you are just a beast, a beast without humanity."

In the first place, even the closest family members could attack her, her conscience has long been blackened, she is no different from a beast.

"Leng Yunxi, you..." Helen was so angry that she trembled all over, her blood churning, "cough cough."

She almost choked on the saliva and coughed badly.

The old servant was dumbfounded, she had never seen such a direct and sharp girl, and her speech was particularly ugly.

She quickly poured a cup of tea and handed it over, "Miss Fourth, drink up."

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