CEO Overlord Love: Contract Lover

But even though she was so helpless and begged for mercy so humblely, Yang Xi didn't seem to have the slightest intention of letting her go.

It's just that the strength of holding her hand was a little lighter.

He twitched the corners of his mouth coldly, then half bent over and closed the car door on her side.

After the door was closed, the interior of the car immediately became silent and dark.

Only the faint light from outside was reflected into the car, and the faint light that appeared allowed the two of them to barely see each other's outline.

Mengyao didn't have the heart to see Yang Xi at the moment, because she was already tortured by the severe pain in her hands and couldn't bear to live.

Yang Xi kept staring at her angrily, and after a while, he let go of her hand, and then reached out to take off the sunglasses on his face, his movements were coherent and somewhat isolated from the world.

After being free, Mengyao, perhaps out of conditioned reflex, quickly hid both of her hands behind her back, and then she dared to look at Yang Xi timidly, her face pale.

After Yang Xi watched it, a trace of unwillingness and despair gradually appeared on his originally angry face.

He questioned her with a slightly cold and hoarse voice, "I was joking with Zhou Xuan just a second ago, why do you look like this when you come to me?"

That angry and hot gaze seemed to destroy her completely.

"Yang Xi, you misunderstood, Zhou Xuan and I don't have the kind of relationship at all." Mengyao explained with a bit of tears.

"Not that kind of relationship?" Yang Xi sneered, then stared at her with unprecedented indifference for a while before continuing to speak.

"It's not that kind of relationship, is that the kind of relationship in bed?" Yang Xi looked at her mockingly and sneered.

After Mengyao heard this, she couldn't help but shed the tears she thought she was strong.

Every ruthless word of Yang Xi, every sarcasm, seemed to be cut on her chest by a sharp knife.

She took a deep breath feebly, trying to calm herself down, and then answered with a bit of despair.

"Then Mr. Yang, since I am like this in your mind, I have nothing to say."

After Yang Xi heard this, his body froze for a moment, and his eyes, which were originally filled with anger, became slightly restrained.

After a while, his cold voice rang in Mengyao's ear again.

"What's the relationship between you and Zhou Xuan?" Yang Xi asked her in a cold voice, and the burning eyes never left her face.

After Mengyao heard this, she didn't answer, but sat silently on the co-pilot's seat, looked down at her sleeves, and let the tears fall one by one.

Yang Xi didn't continue to question her, but just kept staring at her like that, as if he wanted to burn her completely with that angry gaze.

After a while, Mengyao decided to tell Yang Xi about the whole matter. She raised her head and looked at Yang Xi, with unprecedented helplessness and despair in her eyes.

After seeing Yang Xi, the anger in his eyes gradually decreased and turned into distress, but he still didn't apologize to Mengyao, but he looked at her more softly than before.

"Yang Xi, do you still remember that you took me to your house and I told you that Zhou Xuan was my boyfriend's business?" Mengyao looked up at Yang Xi with a slightly unwell cry.

"go on."

"At that time, I wanted to ask Zhou Xuan to play my boyfriend, and then let you give up and stop pestering me, but..."

"But what?"

"But on the way Zhou Xuan and I left, Zhou Xuan told me that his mother passed away, and I felt really bad for using Zhou Xuan's feelings like that, so in the end I didn't dare to tell Zhou Xuan that I I was lying to him, afraid that he would be sad."

After Yang Xi heard this, she was dull for 20 seconds before continuing to ask her, "If this is the case, it has been more than a month now, can't you tell me?"

"What I want to say is that I went to see Zhou Xuan tonight to explain to him, but Zhou Xuan..." Mengyao felt her throat choked up inexplicably as she spoke, so she had to pause for a while, thinking Allow yourself to calm down.

But Yang Xi seemed unwilling to give her a chance to calm down, and then asked her coldly, "But what?"

After 20 seconds, Mengyao replied with a choked voice, "But Zhou Xuan told me today that her father committed suicide and that I was the motivation for him to live. I really don't know how to explain it to Zhou Xuan. I feel guilty towards Zhou Xuan..."

"Guilty?" Yang Xi sneered when she heard this, and then a sad voice slowly rang in her ears.

"You feel guilty towards Zhou Xuan, so why don't you feel guilty about me?"

"That's not what I meant, Yang Xi, I will explain to Zhou Xuan, but not now, not when Zhou Xuan is in the most pain!"

"The most painful time?" Hearing this, Yang Xi's voice inexplicably increased a little, and then he asked Mengyao with some sarcasm.

"Mengyao, did you believe him just because you saw his parents' dead bodies or their household registration books?"

After Mengyao heard Yang Xi's mocking voice, she raised her tearful eyes and looked at Yang Xi in disbelief.

Then, she almost resisted with some excitement,

"Yang Xi, you are too much, Zhou Xuan is already like that, and you can still say such a thing? I simply misjudged you!" Meng Yao looked at Yang Xi in disbelief with her despairing and pale face. .

"Meng Yao, have you finally spoken your mind?" Meng Yao gritted her teeth and stared at her after hearing this.

"Yes! I just misjudged you. I didn't expect you to say that about Zhou Xuan, Yang Xi, I'm very disappointed in you!"

"Are you blaming me for being ignorant of the world, or are you blaming me for misunderstanding your beloved Zhou Xuan and making you so excited?"

"The one I love?" Mengyao repeated this sentence in despair after hearing this.

Finally, she laughed at herself, then looked up at Yang Xi.

"Then since you think the person I love is Zhou Xuan, then I won't bother you, Mr. Yang."

"Up to you." Yang Xi replied coldly.

After Mengyao heard this, the tears of grief slipped down again.

She didn't want Yang Xi to know that she was so fragile, so vulnerable.

So she turned her head quickly, trying to hide the wetness in her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she stretched out the hand that Yang Xi had held bruised just now, pushed open the car door, then got out of the car trembling in embarrassment.

She originally thought that Yang Xi would keep her and understand her every bit.

But in the end, she found that there was none. After she got out of the car, she heard the sound of Yang Xi closing the door vigorously.

Immediately afterwards, she heard the sound of Yang Xi driving away.

All actions were arrogant and indifferent, as if they had never quarreled.

It was as if they had never known each other before.

It was as if they had never...been in love.

Mengyao thought she could not care, but in the end, she still shamelessly watched the scene of Yang Xi's car leaving.

I still naively hope that Yang Xi will turn around, listen to her explanation, and comfort her...

When Mengyao thought of her sad thoughts, she couldn't help laughing at herself.

Then, when she came back to her senses, she weakly supported the stairs on the side, walked to the door of the dormitory, and planned to open the door and enter.

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Mengyao didn't know how far this road was, or how long she had walked.

She just remembered that when she returned to her room, it might have been half an hour later.

As soon as Mengyao returned to her room, she seemed to have found a place to vent.

She didn't even have time to close the door, so she hid behind the door in despair and cried bitterly.

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