Lovesickness awaits

Chapter 196
When these words were spoken, her heart was tightly clenched together. For a moment, her breathing seemed to become difficult. It seemed that only by withdrawing these words could she feel better, but she didn't. She endured the surging pain in her chest. In pain, he said calmly, "You can dispose of the things I put in your place as you please. I don't want them anymore. In the future, don't come to me again."

She didn't say a word, but felt that Mu Zhengchi's face became gloomy, and after she finished speaking, she didn't even dare to look him in the eyes, lowered her head, pretending to be calm and tidy up the things on the table.

Mu Zhengchi's eyes seemed to be thorny, and he was tightly tied to Pang Jiayi's body. He let out a light sneer, and his tone was full of sarcasm, "Are you breaking up with me, or is it another person who attracted my attention?" A means?"

"Have we ever been together?"

Pang Jiaben didn't want to say more, but Mu Zhengchi's mocking tone made her very ugly. She took a deep breath and clenched her fists, "If you feel that I hurt your self-esteem by saying this, Then you bring it up."

Mu Zhengchi froze, raised his eyes to stare at her gloomyly, and said coldly, "What do you mean?"

"Literally."

Pang Jiayi tightened her lips and looked at him fearlessly, "In the future, I just want to have nothing to do with you."

Mu Zhengchi looked directly into her eyes coldly, but found that in these eyes, he couldn't find the obvious love in the past, there was only a boundless desert, and there was nothing to worry about. His heart seemed to be blocked by a stone. , oppressed and out of breath.

He looked like a beast whose territory had been invaded, his eyes seemed poisoned, and he looked at her viciously, "You mean, you want to leave me, get married and have children?"

"Yes."

Pang Jia didn't hesitate at all.

Mu Zhengchi clenched his fists tightly, his eyes suddenly turned red, he took a step forward, squeezed her chin, forced her to raise her head, and said in a hoarse voice, "Give you another chance, are you sure you want to leave me?"

His strength was very strong. In an instant, Pang Jiayi felt that her jaw was about to be crushed. She gritted her teeth, held back the pain that was about to come out, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes."

A single word, although not big, is loud and firm.

Mu Zhengchi let go of her chin, and his hand slowly slipped down. Those looking forward to the peach blossom eyes, with a piercing chill, almost killed her with one knife. Pang Jiayi closed his eyes and forced himself not to go. To see him.

There was a disdainful chuckle in the air, and immediately, a piece of cold and hard paper hit her face, the brand new paper, with too sharp edges, slid a thin red mark on her face, She subconsciously closed her eyes.

Mu Zhengchi sneered, "I wanted to pick you up to attend my awards ceremony in Korea today, but I was really blind. You deserve it too!"

He stepped on the admission ticket and strode away. The cool wind brought by his body eroded her nerves. It took a long time for her to recover and bent down to pick up the admission ticket on the ground.

It was a large-scale music awards ceremony in South Korea this year, and Mu Zhengchi was invited to go as the guest of honor. He mentioned it many times in front of her, but he didn't expect that he had prepared one for her.

She hooked the corners of her lips, it's just like this, it's uglier than crying.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, she picked it up and saw that it was Mu Zhengchi's personal assistant, Meng Gu.

She was silent and didn't answer the call. After the call/call was hung up, the second call rang again, and she pursed her lips to answer the call/call.

"Miss Pang, is Fourth Young Master with you? I can't get through to him."

Meng Gu's name is the complete opposite of his person. It is not as majestic as the Mongolian Khan, but a bit wordy. It may be because it has something to do with his occupation. He speaks very fast and very slow.

Fortunately, Pang Jiayi has known each other for more than a year, and she is used to it. Holding the mobile phone, she pressed the pair of admission tickets under the medical form, and said in a calm voice, "He is gone, you should be able to see him soon. .”

Meng Gu heaved a sigh of relief, and complained to her, "It's just the Chinese New Year, and there are too many announcements. The fourth young master hasn't slept for four hours a day recently, and his skin is much worse."

Pang Jiayi was a little irritable, and didn't want to hear him nagging about Mu Zhengchi, so she pursed her lips and said, "You have other things, if you don't, I'll hang up first."

"Wait, wait," Meng Gu hurriedly called to her, "Miss Pang, eight years ago, the Fourth Young Master won the first award in Korea. Eight years later, he returned to the stage as an award presenter. This day is very important to him. Speaking of it, it is very meaningful. When the official invited him, the first time I saw him open his mouth to ask someone for a ticket, I knew it must be for you. You must come tomorrow to witness this moment with the Fourth Young Master. .”

Pang Jia shrank her heart and said in a panic, "Let's talk." Then hung up.

After hanging up the phone, she lay powerlessly on the table, Mu Zhengchi, what should I do with you?
In the afternoon, Gu Yichen woke up. He hadn't had a drop of water for nearly a day. His throat was very dry, as if it had been frosted, and he couldn't make a sound.

He frowned, looked around, saw Liu Mei's figure, and coughed.

Liu Mei was on the phone at the time, and when she heard his voice, she quickly hung up the phone, walked over, and looked at him with concern, "Yichen, you're awake, Mom is almost dying of worry."

Gu Yichen was unable to answer her words now, pointed to the cup, moved his lips, and uttered a hoarse and short syllable, "Water."

Liu Mei was taken aback, and hurried over to pour water for him. After drinking two glasses of water in a row, Gu Yichen felt his throat a little more comfortable. He lowered his eyes, hugged the water glass, half lying on the bed, and said softly, "Is Yan Ran okay?" ?”

"You're already like this, are you still worried about her?"

Liu Mei felt uncomfortable, and her words were a little rushed. At this moment, Pei Yanran came in from the outside carrying a lunch box. Hearing these words, she paused for a while, and then walked in after a few seconds.

When Liu Mei heard the footsteps, her eyes flashed, so she felt uncomfortable, but she didn't take it to heart, and asked Yichen anxiously, "Yichen, who hurt you last night? Did you see clearly?"

Gu Yichen frowned, did not speak as if he was deep in thought, after a while, he suddenly raised his head and asked, "How did I get to the hospital?"

"There happened to be a fruit farm in the area where you fainted. When the workers passed by, they found you on the side of the road, and it was less than 100 meters away from your car."

Gu Yichen paused and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)