It's Not Too Late to Chase His Wife: Young Master Mo's Secret Favorite Sweet Wife

"Where are you now? Why is the scene behind you so desolate? Did something happen? Or are you in a bad mood, so you find a place to let go of your resentment?"

Sitting down on the sofa directly, and having some conversation, Luo Yixuan's words revealed a trace of nervousness.

It would be a good thing if he could be by Yin Qian's side at this time, at least in this way, he could also accompany her to share the unhappiness in life.

"I just came here to paint. You know that I'm curious about painting. To be precise, I like it. But my former teacher always said that there was something missing in my words. Since I saw the sticky painting When I was painting, I realized that what I lacked was emotion. I didn’t understand the coldness of the world, let alone the complexity of the human heart, but I have understood a lot in the past few years since I left home.”

As she spoke, Yin Qian's words began to become a little heavy.

There must always be someone who bears all the pain when you are away from home, even if you are in a bad mood, you still have to bear it silently, because only in this way can you completely close your own heart, and you are strong like this.

Later, when I really fell in love with someone, even if the relationship has no results, I still have to pay silently. After seeing the real pain, I realized that some persistence is doomed to fail.

"If possible, I hope you can give me a chance to accompany you to share unhappiness. I am a relatively withdrawn person. I have rarely interacted with other people since I was a child. I even live at home. , I have to be very careful every day, because only in this way can I save my life."

Luo Yixuan expressed his current life situation very calmly, and Luo Yixuan's tone of pretending to be relaxed made people feel a little distressed.

Just looking at the face on the screen, Yin Qian seemed to see her former self.

"Luo Yixuan is such a good person like you, why can't he live happily? Maybe the two of us really share the same disease, otherwise why every time we meet, there will be a feeling of resentment for seeing each other?"

Unable to bear this guess, Yin Qian gently put her face in the palm of her hand, and just dragged her face to look at the screen.

When talking with Luo Yixuan, he will unconsciously let go of all the guards in his heart, and the whole person will become more relaxed.

And this kind of ease seems to be the same as it should be, and there is no way for people to ignore it.

"Okay, send me your location, I will pick you up now, and then the two of us will visit your parents together."

He ended this topic hastily, and Luo Yixuan didn't want to continue discussing this matter.

It’s okay to say some unhappy things, so why continue to mention them?
Cut off the communication, sent the location, packed all her things, and Yin Qian also waited silently on the spot.

After a long time, Luo Yixuan appeared behind her like this.

"Why did you come so fast? I thought it would take you a long time to arrive!" The conversation between the two of them was as if they had previewed it thousands of times. It was smooth and smooth. And natural.

"Isn't it worrying to let you stay here alone? The surrounding area is extremely desolate, what should you do if something happens? It's better to have me as a man than to let you face all the difficulties alone."

Smiling slightly, Luo Yixuan's eyes were also full of relief.

"Luo Yixuan, be careful." Pulling the person over, Yin Qian looked at the person who suddenly appeared behind him with a panicked expression, and infinite vigilance in her eyes.

What exactly is going on?How could a person appear out of thin air?
"It really is you! The grievance between the two of us has nothing to do with other people. This girl is innocent."

Looking at the assistant who took care of her in the past, Luo Yixuan's eyes did not show any nostalgia, but were filled with infinite hatred.

He just wants to live his life in a normal way, but why some people just don't want to let him go.

"I can't blame anyone for this matter. If you want to blame it, blame you for being born in a family that makes others jealous. As for me, as long as you die, I can use your assistant status to win what you deserve. everything of."

Speaking unhurriedly, the assistant's eyes were also full of complacency, and even showed off a little.

Yin Qian just stood aside and listened, and she guessed something about the conversation between the two of them.

It is nothing more than because Qian Cai has malicious intentions in his heart, so it is like this.

"You joined forces with my father to make me completely disappear in this world, but I don't understand that my father only has me as a child, but why does he want me to leave completely?"

Protecting the person behind her tightly, Luo Yixuan was afraid that the girl behind her would be implicated because of him.

What does it matter if you die?Anyway, there is nothing in this world that makes him worthy of nostalgia. To be precise, there is only this girl behind him.

The sooner you know that something like this will happen when you come out this time, you should lead people to other places, so that you won't hurt others.

"It seems that you are not as smart as you imagined. Do you really think that all this has something to do with your father? If so, you are very wrong. Your father loves your son. It's a pity that some love should not exist, it will only make others jealous."

Complaining non-stop, the man is like a wraith at this moment, every word he utters is full of complaints.

Yin Qian couldn't listen any longer, so she preemptively said, "Why are you so jealous like a woman? I don't understand what other people's family affairs have to do with you. You don't have the ability to be poor all your life , is it possible that you still come to this world?"

She was quite dissatisfied and made some accusations. Yin Qian felt dissatisfied when she saw this person complaining.

Obviously he is incompetent, but he is complaining about this and that, and he really doesn't know what his brain is made of.

Waving the dagger in his hand in a panic, the assistant was also very dissatisfied with these words, and his eyes began to turn scarlet.

"What qualifications do you have to say such a thing, and can you understand the suffering of us poor people? I have studied hard since I was a child, just to make myself rich, but in the end, in front of this man, I can only be a humble slave, don't I have my own dignity?"