President, you're just a spare tire

Chapter 83 Breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly: It seems like a lifetime ago

"Chang Yihuan, you love Su Yaoyang so much, are you willing to watch him marry another woman?" Bai Xinzhe looked at the back of Tang Jiyao who turned away and did not overhear her conversation with Chang Yihuan.

Bai Xinzhe's mind is not easy to guess, Yihuan looked at her cloudy face, a little at a loss.

She didn't know what Bai Xinzhe wanted to say, but she saw the scar on Bai Xinzhe's neck, and she didn't know why Bai Xinzhe asked her for it.

She could only pretend to be indifferent and smiled, "Miss Bai, you are flattering me too much. In front of Su Yaoyang, a wealthy daughter from a famous family like you naturally weighs more than me. A word from you is worth ten to me." So, why are you asking me here?"

Bai Xinzhe was caught off guard, "Chang Yihuan, don't you love Su Yaoyang to death? Why are you calm now? Could it be that you don't love him anymore?"

Bai Xinzhe looked Yihuan up and down, she was studying Chang Yihuan, how could such a deep love be let go easily?

She couldn't understand Chang Yihuan, "Are you really in love with Tang Jiyao?"

Yihuan lowered his head and counted his fingers, "Miss Bai, in fact, if some things are yours, even if they run away, they will come back, but if they are not yours, even if you die, you may not be able to have them."

"shit!"

Chang Yihuan stared at Bai Xinzhe with wide-eyed eyes. She never knew that a young lady from a famous family could swear foul words. She was frightened and stayed where she was, her mouth gaping open.

"Chang Yihuan, now I'll give you a chance, let's kill Gu Manluo together, how about it?" Bai Xinzhe's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"In this life, I have visited the most beautiful scenery. I don't care who the woman he is going to marry is a long time ago..." Chang Yihuan's eyes looked into the distance, just like the way she stood in the sun looking at Su Yaoyang back then.

"Miss Bai, I advise you to give up. As for your saying that you want to kill Gu Manluo, I can pretend that I didn't hear it, but please don't hurt Miss Gu. If you hurt her, Yao Yang will definitely hate you for the rest of her life. You don't want this to happen, do you?"

"Chang Yihuan, don't come and teach me a lesson!" Bai Xinzhe interrupted Yihuan rudely.

"For me, generally, if I can't get something, I destroy it!" Bai Xinzhe clenched her hands tightly into fists, her knuckles creaking.

"Miss Bai, what you're doing is breaking the law..." Chang Yihuan still wanted to persuade her.

"Hmph! Useless things! I'm not like you, coward!" Bai Xinzhe spat on the road next to Yihuan.

"Chang Yihuan, you are a coward!"

"I don't care who she wants to marry, I want him to marry me!"

Bai Xinzhe scolded angrily, and walked away without looking back.

Chang Yihuan stood on the side of the road, staring at the camphor trees all over the street in a daze.

The wound that had just healed was torn open again, as if someone was holding a blunt knife, cutting her heart one by one, and the knife was pulled out one by one, and the flesh and blood on the blade seemed to be on the edge of the knife. Laugh at her stupidity.

On a bright spring afternoon, Chang Yihuan stood under the rows of camphor trees, and the sunlight shone on her body through the leaves, as if piercing countless holes on her body.

Her nails dug deep into her palms, her lower lip was already bitten by blood, and a bloody smell lingered in her mouth.

do not love?

How can I not love that person?
she does not know.

She only knows that she can't stop herself for a moment, she must keep herself busy all the time, only in this way can she forget some pain in her heart.

In the dark night, she always opened her eyes wide and curled herself into a ball. Only in that way, the pain in her heart would be relieved.

She told herself over and over again, don't think about that person, don't love that person anymore, many times, she thought she could forget that person, but she always remembered it when she thought she had forgotten.

She is not Bai Xinzhe, she is not as brave as Bai Xinzhe, all she can do is watch him lead other women's hands into that sacred hall from a distance.

That day, Chang Yihuan stood under the camphor tree for a long, long time. Like a child who lost her way and couldn't find her home, she stood there stupidly until Tang Jiyao came to pick her up.

With less than [-] hours left before the wedding of Su Yaoyang and Gu Manluo, Tang Jiyao suddenly received a mysterious call, "What's the matter?"

"I want you to come out and meet me!"

"I'm very busy now, I can't leave!" Tang Jiyao lowered his voice patiently, not wanting Yihuan to hear.

"You have to come out to see me! Otherwise, I will let you have a bad life!"

The other party's voice was so loud that Tang Jiyao had to keep the phone away from his ears.

"Where are you?" Tang Jiyao carefully opened the door a crack, hunched over and observed the movement in the living room.

There was no one in the living room, and the door of Yihuan's room was closed, so he straightened up, "Okay, wait for me."

Tang Jiyao straightened his waist and looked at Yihuan's room. The light in the room was not turned on, so she probably fell asleep...

Tang Jiyao didn't say hello to Yihuan, but just opened the door and went out.

The sound of the door closing and locking startled Huan, who was not asleep, she sat up, opened the door gently, looked at the empty house, and frowned.

It's so late, who will look for Tang Jiyao?
What did that man do with Tang Jiyao?
Does Tang Jiyao have some ulterior secret?

Yihuan really wanted to go out with her to see what happened, but unfortunately her body is different now, especially these days, she has suffered from night blindness, and she dare not leave the door even half a step.

Standing in front of the French window, Chang Yihuan saw what Tang Jiyao and his men said, and left in a hurry. Seeing Tang Jiyao looking back, she immediately hid herself behind the curtains, for fear of being discovered by him.

When she went to look again, Tang Jiyao had disappeared.

She went back to her room, and tried to dim the dazzling desk lamp as much as possible. The things in the room were a bit blurry, and she couldn't see what the dark thing was huddled in the corner of the wall.

She groped and walked over, but before she got close, she smelled a strong smell of alcohol. She resisted the feeling of vomiting, and stretched out her hand to touch it.

"Don't touch it, it's me!"

A clear and distant voice came, and Chang Yihuan froze there, unable to move.

"What's wrong with your eyes?" The other party stretched out his fingers and shook them in front of her eyes.

Chang Yihuan didn't see it very clearly, so he stretched out his ears to listen, "You...why are you here?"

Shouldn't Su Yaoyang stay by Gu Manluo's side at this time?

"Tomorrow is your big wedding day, you can't...let the bride stay alone in the empty room..." She tried her best to calm her mind, but the heart that had just calmed down seemed to be swept up by a strong wind. Tossed in the air, if she is not careful, she will be smashed to pieces.

(End of this chapter)