I Only Love You In The Whole Wide World

"Chi, you..." Ye Mingsha was stunned when he looked at his decisive attitude.

"Weird? Or unexpected? I said a long time ago that marriages that I don't admit, women who don't admit, will never become real, and the same thing, I don't want to say it a third time!"

Yan Chengchi stood up slowly, walked in front of her, leaned on the table with one hand, and stared down at Ye Mingsha's shocked face.

"Han Han and Mo Mo are my children. I don't intend to let anyone know for the time being. Take care of your mouth. If you miss the slightest noise, whether it has anything to do with you or not, I will count it on you."

Ye Mingsha: "..."! ! !

"This is not fair to me!" Ye Mingsha shouted excitedly.

"Fair?" Yan Chengchi turned around coldly, with one hand in his pocket as if he heard some joke.

The tall and straight figure reveals an absolute killing, "From when you know that I will not be with you, but you are entangled in the name of my fiancee, you should know that you have lost what makes me fair to you. opportunity."

When the words fell, Yan Chengchi dropped a pale-faced Ye Mingsha, and left the restaurant without looking back.

Walk towards the two little guys playing in the yard.

"Chi, you will definitely regret it!" Ye Mingsha looked at his indifferent back and growled unwillingly.

-

In the apartment.

Yan Ling fell asleep deeply.

In a daze, I saw a man walking towards her and wanted to hug her. He woke up in shock instantly.

A person sat on the bed blankly for a long while before realizing that it was a dream.

Outside the window, the sky was already dark.

She actually slept for so long...

I subconsciously reached out and touched the phone on the bedside, trying to check the time, but saw a series of missed calls on the phone.

People were stunned.

When I clicked it on, it was the same person.

Yi Haiyin is looking for her in a hurry?

Yan Ling recovered and hurriedly called back.

The phone rang, and someone picked it up. It was fast, like waiting with a mobile phone.

"Yi Haiyin, are you looking for me?" Yan Ling asked softly.

As soon as I opened my mouth, I found my voice hoarse as if it had been rubbed by gravel.

"Have you...cried?" Yi Haiyin's slightly slow voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of surprise.

"No, it's just a cold." Yan Ling squatted on the bed, wrapped herself in a quilt, casually found an excuse, and went over it.

Then he asked, "Did you find me because of the shooting today?"

"..."

There was a brief pause on the other end of the phone, making Yan Ling think she was right.

"I know you just want to take me into the play, I won't take it to heart..." Yan Ling said, flashing the scene of Yi Haiyin kissing her today, and her voice paused slightly.

My chest was somewhat depressed inexplicably.

She couldn't tell, but she always felt a little familiar when Yi Haiyin held her.

But she was only afraid at the time and couldn't think of anything else. Now when she mentioned it, she felt like she couldn't tell.

"I want to see you." On the other side of the phone, after a long period of silence, Yi Haiyin's cold voice came again.

Melodious, alienated, and unspeakable loneliness.

At the same time, Yan Ling saw the note Xia Changyue had left on the bedside and took it up and glanced at it.

Then he said, "Sorry, I have an appointment with someone else today, and I don't have time."

"..." There was another long silence on the other end of the phone.