Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 750 Don't Come Again!
After the words fell, the man in the room did not speak.

Qiao Yimo pursed her lips, her breath was too cold to get close to her.

Facing the cold door, she said in the same cold way, "Is it the end of this?"

To be honest, she doesn't blame him for being so indifferent, because before leaving, he said that if he leaves Leng's house, it will never matter again.

But, he obviously came to country Y to pick him up, why was he so indifferent to her after he came back.

Qiao Yimo couldn't figure it out, and felt suffocated in her heart.

At this time, a cold and indifferent male voice suddenly came from the room, "What can I say to you?"

The man's tone was cold and almost devoid of any emotion.

For a moment, Qiao Yimo thought she had heard wrong.

She clenched her fists again, and her pink lips turned pale at this moment.

She stood there stiffly, her lips trembling uncontrollably, "If you really don't want to talk to me, why did you go to country Y to pick me up?"

"Not only you, even Bohua, I will pick him up personally!"

Even if it was Bohua, he would personally pick him up?
In his mind, she is no different from Bo Hua?
Not to mention Bohua, even if anyone in Leng's family is in danger, he will personally help.

Qiao Yimo didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This man, when he loves her, can tell her all the love words in the world, but when he doesn't love her, every word he says hurts people's heart.

She hated herself for being so humble and begging for peace now.

She, Qiao Yimo, was able to afford and let go of everything.

But only in terms of feelings, he actually stumbled a lot.

A trace of scarlet flashed in Qiao Yimo's eyes, and she said angrily, "Leng tired, everything we have experienced between us can be regarded as a dream, right?"

"Qiao Yimo!" The man's indifferent voice came to her ears, although it was only separated by a door, it seemed to be separated by a galaxy.

He is inside, she is outside.

The distance is very close, but the heart is far away.

Qiao Yimo's breath froze suddenly.

Qiao Yimo?
Even the full name was called out.

The man's cold and indifferent voice continued to come from the room, "No matter what you think of our previous experience, you should forget it in the end, and we should all move forward."

Qiao Yimo stood outside the house, although she was drenched by the rain, she felt that her heart was colder than her body.

Every word he said was rejecting her.

It's as if the past can really be erased.

The voice is still his, but this person is not the Leng Juan in her memory.

She moved her lips, and was about to say something again, but the man took the lead and said: "Let's go, I will explain clearly to the outside world about our affairs."

"You, in the future, don't come again!"

Qiao Yimo bit her lip, her face turned pale, and the hostility in her eyes was so terrifying.

She turned around and walked towards the corridor step by step from outside the house.

Slowly, gradually disappearing at the end.

Hearing the sound of heavy footsteps getting farther and farther away from him, the man picked up the ashtray and slammed it on the ground.

My heart hurts so bad I can't breathe.

He also knows how hurtful those words are.

But only in this way can she give up.

He wanted her to let go, but he knew that when she really left here, her heart seemed to be hit hard by a hammer, and she trembled with pain.

"Momo, I'm sorry!"

After calming down, the man muttered to himself.

But at this moment, a few hoarse roars suddenly came from outside the door.

"Give me the key to the door."

(End of this chapter)