Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

Li Yan was acting vigorously, when he saw Ling Huang raised his hand and wiped his eyes with his shirt sleeve, he realized that Ling Huang was crying.

Staring blankly at Ling Huang's face for a long time, the continuous tears and his constant movements of wiping his eyes with his sleeves could not deceive anyone.

But he just shed turbulent tears silently, his lips were tightly pursed, and the tip of his eyebrows beside his wrinkled brows trembled uncontrollably.

How wronged is this?

Li Yan didn't want to act anymore, and hurriedly sat up and touched Ling Huang's face with her intact left hand.

The elevator room was very air-conditioned, and the tears on his face were cold.

"Don't cry, Ling Huang, don't cry." The appearance of the person on Li Yan's heart made him panic.

He wanted to help him wipe away his tears, but was slapped off by Ling Huang.

"It's all my fault, don't cry, don't you cry." Li Yan was not discouraged, his hand was slapped off again and again, and he still went back persistently to wipe his tears.

Seeing that he couldn't stop crying, Li Yan began to coax him heartily, "I was wrong, I know I was wrong. You should look down on me, and I deserve to be looked down upon by you. I finally figured it out. This kind of compromise is no different from selling yourself, just like the shameless people who sold themselves for glory in ancient times, I won’t, I really won’t.”

The corners of Ling Huang's mouth also trembled, and he inhaled slowly intermittently, unable to inhale in one breath.

"I've made it clear to Wei Yuxuan's family, I said it myself, I won't be engaged to her, let alone marry him after graduating from college." Li Yan leaned over and put his forehead on Ling Huang's, " I've made it clear, and I went to meet my dad and told him my decision."

Ling Huang stepped back to prevent Li Yan from touching his forehead.

"I know I was wrong, I know that what hurts you is not only me compromising with Wei Yuxuan, but also because of my self-destructive personality and self-exile to sell my soul." Li Yan dragged his dangling right arm and moved forward , and then used his left hand to wipe someone's tears, "I know it all, I really know it."

Ling Huang turned around and ran to the wall and sat cross-legged facing the wall, weeping silently, just not wanting Li Yan to touch him.

But in Li Yan's eyes, this action was so cute, and it was really wronged and pitiful. After he couldn't laugh or cry, he was heartbroken, and walked on his knees to keep a short distance behind Ling Huang.

"Ling Huang." Li Yan sighed, "Are you blaming me for not telling you about Wei Yuxuan's godfather earlier?"

Ling Huang's shoulders stiffened for a few seconds, and Li Yan noticed it.

"Who doesn't want to save face in front of the person he likes?" Li Yan wanted to help Ling Huang squeeze his shoulders to relax him, but he raised his hands in the air and put them down, "I know your personality well, and you can't rub your eyes halfway. Lisha, I still want to make a good impression on you, I also know how shameful it is to deal with women for this kind of thing."

"But this statement is not true. I'm not making excuses for myself. I'm just telling you my most helpless and weak thoughts." Li Yan smiled bitterly, grabbed his right arm with his left hand, moved it a little, and pushed upward to connect the joint .

He groaned in pain again, Ling Huang immediately turned around, and saw Li Yan's expression of clenching his teeth and enduring the pain.

After Li Yan took a few deep breaths, he gave Ling Huang an ugly smile, "I'm sorry, I concealed your matter, I didn't find you when you escaped from Aaron, and let you see me wanting to hug a woman's thigh to solve the problem. look."

"I shouldn't use cruel tricks to win your sympathy." Li Yan slowly stood up and raised his arms to wipe away the blood and sweat from his eyes, "You are so kind, I still play tricks on you, I am really too bad."

Ling Huang's tears finally stopped and he looked up at Li Yan, without expression or reaction.

"I shouldn't make you cry and make you uncomfortable." Li Yan smiled as gently as possible, reached out and patted the top of Ling Huang's hair, "I don't want to see me, so I'll go first. I won't be too far away from you, When you want to see me, I will show up."