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Wen Ye's voice suddenly became cold and stern, "Xiao Rong!"
Xiao Rong¡¯s hand holding the phone trembled instinctively.
She knew Wen Ye was angry.
She was actually quite afraid that Wen Ye would be angry, but now that Wen Ye was not by her side, she was bothered by the recent bad things.
So, she said coldly: "Home is supposed to provide people with a haven to relax and rest, but now whenever I go home, it feels like I'm on the execution ground. I feel irritable and depressed. Over time, I might even get some kind of depression." For the sake of my mental and physical health, what¡¯s wrong with me moving out? What¡¯s more, I feel like it¡¯s no longer my home, and no one will guard their home against other people¡¯s prying eyes like a burglar.¡±
Hearing her words, Wen Ye was silent for a while before speaking.
¡°Okay, you stay in your apartment for a few days, and I¡¯ll pick you up in a few days.¡±
Xiao Rong said: "No, I don't plan to go back for the time being. I think it's better for us to calm down each other."
Wen Ye's voice became tense, "Everyone calm down, what do you mean?"
¡°Oh, just think about our relationship seriously. I don¡¯t want to live this kind of buy-one-get-one-free life anymore.¡±
Xiao Rong heard a faint sound of heavy and rapid breathing on the other end of the phone.
Xiao Rong's heart ached inexplicably.
"Rongrong, I will handle Bilan's matter as soon as possible." Wen Ye's voice softened, "I know you have been wronged during this period."
Xiao Rong said nothing.
She already felt very tired.
¡°Even as soon as she returned to that home, saw Yun Bilan, and heard things related to Yun Bilan, she felt uncomfortable and suffocated.
But thinking that Wen Ye did it all for her, taking Yun Bilan home to take care of her was also the responsibility that she and Wen Ye should bear.
However, she has never shouldered such a heavy burden since she was a child.
This burden made it difficult for her to breathe.
She is now eager to get rid of the matter about Yun Bilan.
She is a simple person, and she cannot bear these complicated things.
Xiao Rong's silence made Wen Ye realize something.
Wen Ye's voice softened, "Rongrong, give me a little more time, and I will handle it. During this period you rest first. After a while, I will take you out to play after I have handled the matter." .¡±
Xiao Rong felt sour in her heart and her eyes were red.
She responded vaguely and hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Rong stared at the phone screen in a daze.
The screensaver on her phone is a photo of her and Wen Ye.
That was the happiest time between her and Wen Ye until now.
There is no Yun Bilan and no Meng Zong.
There is nothing, just the two of them.
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On the day of Xi Qianluo¡¯s birthday party, Xiao Rong went there early.
As Xiao Moqing¡¯s legitimate wife, Xi Qianluo¡¯s birthday party is naturally no small matter.
Xiao Rong knew that Song Chujiu would also come, so he was worried and arrived early.
At the banquet, all Xiao Rong heard were compliments for Xiao Moqing and Xi Qianluo. They were all words that were too vulgar to be tolerated, such as a perfect match, a man's talent and a woman's beauty.
Xiao Rong was disdainful.
I thought that Xiao Moqing suppressed the news for Chujiu because he wanted to get back together with Song Chujiu, but he didn't expect that not long after, he would hold a birthday party for Xi Qianluo with great fanfare.
What a scumbag!
Worse than Wen Ye!
Xiao Rong no longer wanted to stay at such a boring banquet, so he said: "On the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, the banquet is almost over, and the rest is not interesting. Let's go first." (Remember this site's website address: www .hlnovel.com