Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

The first lady of the past, at this time, disappeared from the luxury, became ordinary anxiety, "Leng Han, you have to believe me, you must believe me." Meng Xinyan now only feels sad, can't stand Su Lenghan like this Indifferent.

He hadn't been like this before. He used to be very gentle to himself. He had endured his tenderness and care. How could he accept such an indifferent him.

He should hug her instead of looking cold like this, as if she were a stranger.

"Leng Han, you say something, don't do this, I feel sad." Then, Meng Xinyan was almost crying when she was sad, and she couldn't care about anything at this time, only Su Lenghan was in her eyes.

Su Lenghan looked at her so haggard and lowly. After all, she couldn't bear it, and sighed, "This is not a place to talk, come with me to the office!"

Meng Xinyan hurriedly wiped away the tears that came out quickly, kept up with Su Lenghan's pace, quickly got on the VIP elevator, looked at the cold Su Lenghan, she wanted to speak, but just wanted to cry in grievance.

Since she was sensible, she was taught to be a lady. She always pays attention to her image in public, otherwise she cannot be rated as the first lady in Ning'an City, but also the goddess in everyone's mind.

But at this time, he was the only one in his heart, and he could no longer hide his emotions. He just wanted to express his instinct, even crying.

With the sound of "ding", the elevator door opened, Su Lenghan's elegant and precious step left, Meng Xinyan suddenly recovered, stepping on high heels, hurriedly chasing over, but because of the hurry, the high heels were staggering, her feet She twisted and twisted, and she took a breath when she hurt.

Su Lenghan turned around and saw Meng Xinyan twisting her feet, her face pale and twisting came towards him, her thin lips squeezed, and then she walked up and hugged her in a hug, what Without saying a word, he took her into the office.

Meng Xinyan leaned back in Su Lenghan's arms, with a sigh of relief, she knew he still had her in his heart.

Entering the office, Meng Xinyan was placed on the sofa, Su Lenghan then made a phone call and asked Su's private doctor to show Meng Xinyan's feet.

Meng Xinyan carefully said: "Leng Han, do you believe the news?"

Su Lenghan closed her eyes and then said lightly: "Xinyan, I'm tired recently." There was no blame or dissatisfaction in the tone. It seemed that he was really tired, with a trace of worry.

But this sentence was more lethal than anything. Meng Xinyan panicked directly. She opened her eyes wide and couldn't care about the pain in her feet. She staggered forward and hugged Su Lenghan tightly, leaning on him. Here, "cold, with me accompanying you, I will not make you tired, I am sorry for you, not as the news says, really not, it is my parents who do not let me see you, you know, I can’t Disobeying my parents' words... That person wasn't what I wanted to see. My father said it was his friend, and let me pass temporarily... Cold, I'm telling the truth, you have to believe me."

Meng Xinyan's incoherent explanation, holding Su Lenghan's arms tighter, leaned his head against his heart, as before, as if it was the only way to recover the original temperature.

Su Lenghan reached out his hand and hesitated for a long time before slowly hugging Meng Xinyan, smelling the familiar smell on her body, but the feeling of loss in her heart became stronger and stronger.

Feeling Su Lenghan's distraction, Meng Xinyan tipped her toes and took the initiative to kiss Su Lenghan. She kissed a little bit, learning to gently outline the shape of his lips with her tongue.

A little bit of time passed, and finally Su Lenghan hugged Meng Xinyan, clasped her head, and kissed violently.

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