novelraw Chapter 542 Letting Go (4)
Chapter 542 Letting Go (4)
Chapter 542 Letting Go (4)
Hearing these words, He Ziqian's sharp facial features were tangled together, excruciatingly painful, as if being bitten by a bug.
He clenched his fists, raised his head with all his strength, and looked into her eyes, "Wanwan, do you really want to leave me so much?"
Zhao Wanqing nodded in panic, tears gleaming in her eyes.
"Brother Ziqian, I beg you, please see that I have loved you with all my heart and soul, please let me go..."
He Ziqian was there, with a decadent and vicissitudes of expression on his face, and he instantly aged ten years.
The guest room became quiet, and the two of them just looked at each other like this, obviously close at hand, but seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.
He Ziqian was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "I'll give you an answer tomorrow." After speaking, he walked towards the door, his footsteps fluttering, as if he had been hit hard and lost a little strength.
Zhao Wanqing turned around and watched his slender back disappear by the door, the tears in her eyes fell down one by one like broken pearls, refusing to stop at all.
Her heart hurt so badly, it was like being punched with countless small holes, and bright red blood flowed out of each hole.
She staggered to the side of the bed, lay on the bed, buried her face in the pillow, and burst into tears.
Her mournful wailing echoed in the empty room, like hell on earth.
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Aunt Li made the porridge, took it to the outside of Zhao Wanqing's room, and knocked lightly on the door.
However, 30 seconds passed, and she did not hear any reply.
She frowned and thought, could it be that Mr. He has already slept with Ms. Zhao?No, just now Mr. He clearly said that he didn't eat, and asked her to bring it to Ms. Zhao's room.
She raised her right hand again and tapped lightly.
"Who is it?" Miss Zhao's voice came from the room, with a... choked tone, as if she had just cried.
"Miss Zhao, it's me, Aunt Li." She replied cautiously.
"Come in, Aunt Li, the door is unlocked." Zhao Wanqing replied, her breathing was difficult and her voice was extremely unnatural.
Aunt Li said, "Okay", opened the door and walked in.
She saw Zhao Wanqing sitting on the bed, looking in the direction of the door.There was a smile on her delicate face, but there were tears in her eyes.
As if noticing that she was looking at her, she reached out her hand to her cheek in a panic, and wiped it carelessly.
"Aunt Li, it's so late, what's the matter?" Zhao Wanqing asked, with the corners of her mouth raised upwards.
Aunt Li sent the bowl forward and replied, "That's right, Ms. Zhao. When Mr. He came back just now, he was holding his stomach with his right hand. It seemed that the gastritis had recurred. I suggested making some porridge for him." He agreed, saying that he hadn't had dinner yet, and told me to cook it and bring it directly to your room."
Zhao Wanqing was stunned for a moment, as if she had been touched, her nostrils trembled, and she was about to shed tears again.
Seeing her like this, Aunt Li asked in a panic, "Miss Zhao, what's wrong with you? Did you quarrel with Mr. He?"
Zhao Wanqing sucked her nose hard to keep the tears from falling down.
"No." She shook her head desolately, choked with sobs, "Mr. He...already...has gone back to his room, take it over."
Aunt Li looked at the bowl in her hand, and said in embarrassment, "Miss Zhao, it's already late, it's not convenient for me to carry it over, isn't it? Why don't you take it over?"
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