Their Love Stories

After An Huilin's elaboration, Mo Suqing realized that after seeing her that day, Leng Haojun was completely decadent after returning. He was drunk all night and all night, and in front of outsiders during the day, it looked like nothing as usual. The difference is haggard at most, colder than before.

However, when he returned home at night and stayed up almost all night, he even went away with Zhang's mother.

In such a big villa, he was left alone, drinking and smoking, almost the only things he could do in his life.

An Huilin cried and said, if he continues like this, he will really die!

She didn't want to care about Leng Haoyun anymore, just wanted to make him uncomfortable. Anyway, he didn't marry herself, but she couldn't stand it when she saw him ruining herself like that.

Perhaps this is the sorrow of loving someone, and that person does not love you yet.

Mo Suqing couldn't hold it back in the end and followed An Huilin.

She didn't look at the face of the monk to look at the face of the Buddha. At any rate, she looked at Yaoyao's face. If Leng Haojun really died, Yaoyao would not forgive herself.

Guan Zixuan went with Mo Suqing. Mo Suqing entered the cold house and directly followed An Huilin upstairs.

Arriving at the door of Leng Haojun, as soon as An Huilin opened the door, there was a snorting smell of smoke on her face.

Guan Zixuan frowned unhappily. He faintly saw a figure in the dark. He walked quickly over, drew the curtains, and then opened the window to allow air to circulate.

Mo Suqing frowned and glanced at An Huilin, "Didn't you say that he drinks at night? Now in broad daylight, what kind of wind is he smoking!"

An Huilin glanced distressedly at Leng Haojun, "He didn't go to work today, probably because he is in a bad mood..."

Mo Suqing said coldly, "If you are in a bad mood, you will abuse yourself like this. It is estimated that half of the people under that day will not survive!"

Mo Suqing thought for a while and said to Guan Zixuan, "You and An Huilin go out first, I have something to tell Leng Haojun!"

Guan Zixuan looked at her, nodded, and walked towards the door expressionlessly. An Huilin glanced at Leng Haoyun who was sitting on the ground, leaning against the bed, like a dead corpse. In the end, she could only go downstairs!

She put all her hopes on Mo Suqing, and Leng Xiyao was dead, so she could only find the person closest to her to persuade Leng Haojun.

Mo Suqing walked into the bedroom and closed the door easily.

Leng Haoyun looked up at her when she first came, and then continued his decadent posture without moving.

Mo Suqing walked over in silence and stood in front of Leng Haojun. She did not speak for a long time.

It wasn't until he looked at Leng Haojun's immortality that he couldn't bear it, and then he spoke.

"Leng Haojun, who did you look like this for you, you didn’t want Yaoyao at the beginning, and now she’s gone, what are you doing like this again? Now that Yaoyao is gone, no one is there anymore. Stopped you, just do what you want, you are pretending to show it to someone else!"

Leng Haoyun was still dull and silent, Mo Suqing was startled, it seemed that he could only stimulate him.

She stretched out her hand, took out a bullet from her pocket, threw it on Leng Haojun, and said, "This was taken from Yaoyao's body before her death. Keep it!"

Leng Haojun's expression was abrupt, and he reached out to pick up the bullet that had hit him, his eyes fixed on the bullet, his voice was terrifying and low, like a devil.

"This is the weapon of the crime killing gate!"

"Yes!" Mo Suqing didn't seem to be surprised that he could recognize it, but since she dared to show Leng Haojun, she had a certain degree of certainty to convince Leng Haojun to cheer up.

Even if it is for Yaoyao's revenge!

"It is indeed the sniper rifle of the crime killing gate, but, have you ever thought that Ye Zhongjue and Zeng Hanyu searched the crime killing gate upright, and they did not find any clues. Besides, this sniper rifle has been sold countless , This can only show one problem. Some people want to deliberately provoke the conflict between the crime killing gate and the red kill, and Yaoyao has become the victim of their calculations."

Leng Haojun's face changed slightly, looking straight at Mo Suqing.

Mo Suqing continued, "Of course, there is another possibility, that is, Yaoyao is vendetta killed by someone you know. Some people think she is not pleasing to the eye and want to be fast. Have you ever thought that Yaoyao is likely to be vendetta killed? One point, the previous one is more likely."

Mo Suqing looked at Leng Haoyun expressionlessly, "She's dead, you don't need to help her find the murderer. She is still drinking here all day and night, decadent, just ask! Are you worthy of Yaoyao? Are you worthy of her sacrifice?"

After Mo Suqing finished speaking, she slammed the door directly. An Huilin saw her coming downstairs and hurriedly stepped forward to ask her how.

Mo Suqing didn't say a word, didn't even give her a look, and left directly with Guan Zixuan.

After An Huilin went upstairs, she found that there was no one in the bedroom. She listened carefully, and there was a splash of water in the bathroom.

She sat in the bedroom and waited for half an hour before Leng Haojun came out. However, when he came out again, he had already changed his clothes and his stubble had been shaved, as if he had returned to the old iceberg face that remained unchanged for thousands of years. .

He glanced at An Huilin, her voice didn't have any temperature.

"Don't come here again, you are not welcome here!"

An Huilin suddenly became a little angry, and she abruptly stood up from the bed, "Hao Yun, how can you talk like this, isn't our friendship all these years countless?"

"Friendship?" Leng Haojun looked at An Huilin suddenly, "At the moment Yaoyao was shot, there was no friendship between us, and don't let me know that you have anything to do with this matter, otherwise... …The consequences you should expect!"

An Huilin was suddenly shivered by Leng Haojun's gaze. His gaze was not at all warm, as if she was looking at a dead person. She thought of the agreement between herself and simplicity, and her heart became more and more flustered.

Finally, he didn't even have the mood to speak, and left the cold house in a hurry.

After An Huilin left, Leng Haojun called Zhang's mother to change all the password locks at home, and told Zhang's mother, "An Huilin will come in the future, don't let her in, she is not welcome here!"

Zhang Ma nodded her head again and again, the young master should have done this long ago, she has never liked the woman An Huilin.

"Master, I will definitely follow your request!"

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On the way home, Mo Suqing was questioned by Guan Zixuan.

"What have you said to Leng Haojun, will he really change the status quo?"

Guan Zixuan kept playing the drums in his heart, thinking of seeing Leng Haojun in Lengzhai just now, his mood was really complicated.

How much does a man love another woman, will he torture himself like this after losing her?

In other words, people don't know how to cherish when they have it, and they regret it when they lose it.

Mo Suqing glanced at him lightly, "Zixuan, I found that you are quite concerned about Leng Haojun's situation!"

Guan Zixuan gave a dry smile, "I am concerned about Leng Xiyao, okay? Anyway, we were also friends before!"

"Is it just before?" Mo Suqing raised an eyebrow.

Guan Zixuan was taken aback for a moment, and then reached out and touched his nose, "In the future, I will still be!"

Mo Suqing snorted softly, with a faint smile in the snorting, "Look at you nervously, even if Yaoyao is gone, I don't have much trouble, you don't need to be like a big enemy!"

Guan Zixuan didn't realize that, Mo Suqing was talking about it, even if Yaoyao's expression and tone when she was gone, she had a trace of indifference and no sadness at all.

Guan Zixuan was silent and suddenly didn't know what to say. Leng Xiyao was dead. Although he didn't show it much, he was still very sad.

He likes Mo Suqing, but for Leng Xiyao who has been with him for a long time, he really has the friendship between friends. Although they often quarrel, this does not obliterate the friendship between them!

Mo Suqing looked at the gloomy atmosphere around Guan Zixuan and couldn't help reaching out and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't sigh! I don't mean anything else. I just think that you used to quarrel and quarrel together. It feels good. Yaoyao is no longer there. I often feel a little empty around me..."

Guan Zixuan looked at the sad look on her face, put his arm around her shoulder, and patted her back comfortingly.

"Don't be uncomfortable. People can't come back from death. The more you think about it, the more sad..."

Guan Zixuan felt that he could hardly continue, but he felt that Mo Suqing was secretly smiling.

"What are you laughing at?" Guan Zixuan instantly took his hand away from her shoulder. He felt that Mo Suqing's performance was a bit abnormal and terrifying!

Mo Suqing raised her eyebrows, glanced at the taxi driver driving in front of him, suddenly straightened up, and whispered in Guan Zixuan's ear, "Forgot to tell you that Yaoyao is not dead!"

"What!" Guan Zixuan exclaimed instantly.

Mo Suqing hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, motioned with his eyes, and told you later.

After finally reaching the entrance of Qianhai Villa, Guan Zixuan, who was holding back all the way, couldn't help but ask his curiosity.

"Is Leng Xiyao really all right?"

Mo Suqing blinked playfully, "You think!"

Guan Zixuan suddenly realized it, no wonder Mo Suqing was sad at first, but that sadness didn't seem like Leng Xiyao was dead, and the sad feelings have disappeared in the past few days.

Fortunately, he still thought of a foolish way to make her happy, it turns out that Leng Xiyao's death was false!

"What the **** is going on?" Guan Zixuan asked.

"Actually, all this is Yaoyao's idea. She doesn't want anyone to know that she is still alive, of course, especially Leng Haojun!"

Mo Suqing's expression suddenly became a little sad, "I still remember that when Yaoyao woke up and proposed to leave City A, she said in person that Leng Xiyao is dead, and only An An is alive now! Such a silent look, I still can't forget it!"

"So, you announced her death and arranged a funeral. You don't know how unlucky it is for a living person to make a grave?"

Guan Zixuan frowned and said in disapproval.

Mo Suqing glanced at him, "Of course I know, but Yaoyao insisted on letting me do what she said in order to make everyone think she was dead. I couldn't help it. At first, I was afraid of your flaws. So I never told you!"