Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 548: Exchange Secrets
Hearing this, Le Yan'er's cheeks were flushed, she couldn't help but cast a sideways glance, and deliberately increased the strength in her hands.

Ye Anjue grinned in pain, but didn't make a sound.

As soon as she saw him like this, she immediately let go of her grip and said, "You still need to go to the hospital for treatment when you go back tonight for your wound, or if you get infected, it will be a disaster."

"Okay." He responded lightly, and his focused eyes fell on Le Yan'er.

She lowered her head and was seriously helping him treat the wound. She was afraid that he would be in too much pain, so she kept blowing with her small mouth. The cool wind didn't seem to fall on the back of his hand, but on his heart. , Itchy, like a feather brushing by.

A strand of hair fell down on her forehead, and she raised her hand to stroke it from time to time, but it was always bad.

Ye Anjue couldn't stand it anymore, and raised her hand to pin the messy hair behind her ear.

Feeling his movement, Le Yan'er subconsciously raised her eyes and looked at him. He grinned with white teeth and smiled softly: "I know you are very touched, but don't thank me, because I have been a bad guy for a long time, and occasionally I want to be a bad guy." Back to good people."

Hearing this, Le Yan'er couldn't help laughing softly: "It's not bad if you always be a good person, you will definitely have many friends around you."

"Why do you need so many friends? It's already troublesome to have you alone. I don't want to provoke a few more."

He pouted, eyes full of disgust.

Le Yan'er stared helplessly upon hearing this, but only smiled.

I don't know how long the things in the first aid kit have not been replaced with new ones. Many things have been used up. If there is no gauze, they have to replace it with bandages. In the end, Ye Anjue's beautiful hands are covered with bandages.

"Okay, go down, just remember to go to the hospital later."

"Ah."

The two went downstairs, Le Yan'er looked at the time and found that it was getting late.

Ye Tingchen had already disappeared.

Le Yan'er stopped the supervisor of the dinner party and asked Ye Tingchen's whereabouts.

"Master Ye? He's already gone, why didn't he tell you?" The supervisor looked at Le Yan'er with strange eyes.

"gone?"

Le Yan'er's heart skipped a beat, she almost didn't react, her ears were buzzing, her whole body seemed to be struck by lightning.

"It's been a while, I thought you left together."

"It's okay... I'll go back now." She raised the corners of her pale lips and tried to smile, which looked extremely sour.

Seeing her so far-fetched, Ye Anjue frowned fiercely, couldn't bear to hold her hand directly, turned and left the hall.

Like a doll that lost its soul, Le Yan'er let Ye Anjue hold her.

She was pulled into the car by him, and then he started the engine and the car roared away.

The window was not closed, and the wind rushed in quickly, cutting sharply on her skin.

She didn't ask him where he was going because no sound came out of her throat.

Tears... kept falling, but just as they rolled down, they were blown away by the wind. There were tears all over her face, but there were no tears, so that others would not see her fragility.

It was finally discovered that Ye Anjue took her to Haidu Bay.

Haidu Bay at night was exceptionally calm, the sea breeze blew across the sea, the waves slapped and fell, making the big boat sway.

Ye Anjue didn't speak, so she pulled her to the beach, and said, "Who makes you laugh when you're sad? I want you to cry, cry however you want, if someone dares to laugh at you, stop you, Tell this young master, this young master beats him so hard that he looks for his teeth all over the place."

"I don't cry, there's nothing to cry about, I know he has forgotten me, and it's right to leave me behind now." She blinked stubbornly, looking at the sky, not daring to lower her eyes because she was afraid that she would cry out if she couldn't hold on .

Seeing her forbearance, Ye Anjue's heart... stabbed fiercely.

He gritted his teeth, and no longer caring about his status, he rushed forward and hugged Le Yan'er in his arms, and said in a commanding tone: "Le Yan'er, if I tell you to cry, you can cry. In front of me, Why are you pretending to be strong? Being strong is what men do, you are responsible for being weak and let men protect you."

pretend to be strong...

What he said was so straightforward, and it hit her heart hard all at once.

Her heart throbbed so hard that she could hardly breathe.

Le Yan'er couldn't hold back anymore, and cried loudly.

"Ye Tingchen, you bastard, how can you forget me, how can you be so casual!"

"Ye Tingchen, I hate you, how could you treat me like this, I'm so sad..."

"Don't...don't leave me, at least don't leave me, how can you..."

She cried hoarsely, exhausting all her strength.

In the end she broke down in tears and sobbed in his arms like a child.

The hot tears wet his clothes one by one, penetrated the suit, penetrated the shirt, and finally burned hot in his heart.

Ye Anjue's breathing slowed down a beat, and she wanted to say something comforting, but he was not Ye Tingchen.

The person Le Yaner needs to comfort is Ye Tingchen, his eldest brother, he is just a temporary shoulder, after all, he is not someone who will guard her forever, being able to be friends with her, being so close is already enough.

"Yan'er, do you know? When I was unhappy before, I would just stand on the balcony and shout, and all I could see were endless vineyards. Now that I am on the sea, the effect must be very good. Come on. Give it a try."

"Scream?" She sobbed, wiping away her tears with her little hands, but it seemed as if the tears would never be wiped away.

Ye Anjue smiled and nodded, then stretched out her hand: "Do you want to give it a try?"

Le Yan'er looked at his hand hanging in mid-air, this time she didn't refuse, and put it on it after a moment of hesitation.

They came to the edge of the waves, and a wave could wet the trouser legs.

"Le Yan'er, let's exchange secrets!" Ye Anjue smiled mysteriously.

"What?" She was a little confused.

I only heard Ye Anjue shouting loudly: "Listen to me, I don't want to be your son at all, I don't want to be your family member, I don't want to shed your blood, I don't want to be your revenge tool, I don't want to be your son A dog!"

"I want my own life, to wander, to be free, to be crazy! Ah—"

He screamed, and the sea trembled, and the waves seemed to hear his voice, and became more violent.

He let out a long breath, as if his whole body was relaxed.

He shrugged comfortably and said, "It's your turn, try it."

She knew about Ye Anjue's way of venting, but she never tried it, because she felt that talking nonsense to the sea alone was like a fool.

And as long as you know your own affairs, why do you have to speak out so arrogantly?

However, seeing Ye Anjue so relaxed, she couldn't help feeling a little envious. Does this method really work?
She took a deep breath, then clenched her fists nervously, closed her eyes and shouted: "Ye Tingchen, you bastard, when will you remember me!"

After the voice fell, she seemed to be unable to hear the sound of the waves, the whistle of the big ship, and there was no sound in her ears, as if the whole world was quiet.

(End of this chapter)