The pedestrians passing by the street looked at Ye Beibei crying so sadly. Some people looked sympathetic and compassionate, some were weird and puzzled, and some were disdainful, but Ye Beibei couldn't see anything and didn't want to see anything. She just squatted there alone, crying so hard that she choked.

Next to the road, there was a dazzling Porsche Cayenne parked. Li Minglang sat in the car, leaning his head against the back of the chair in dismay. He turned his head sadly through the car glass, looking at Ye Beibei who was squatting on the ground and crying loudly. Ye Beibei was heartbroken at this time, like a little ice embedded in his heart, and the cold chill instantly soaked his whole body.

Li Minglang has never felt so powerless and frustrated in his life.

Li Minglang came back this time because Ye Beibei heard that Ye Beibei was going abroad, so he returned to China. He had never been at peace these days after he returned to China. He wanted to keep Ye Beibei so much, but he had no position, no reason, and no qualification.

He has not been intent on working seriously these days. He called Ye Beibei to ask for help. Eight times she pushed her back. Thinking that Ye Beibei was about to leave, his heart was like grass growing. Every day, he would drive the car to go downstairs of Ye Beibei's house intentionally or unintentionally. Today, he happened to watch Ye Beibei go out. He was afraid that she would be annoyed by him and did not dare to show up, but drove the car behind her.

Li Minglang watched Ye Beibei come to the cafe from the law firm, and looked at her and Jiang Yuezhou in tears in the glass. He watched Ye Beibei run out of the cafe crying and then took a taxi. He was afraid that something would happen to Ye Beibei, so he drove his way to the taxi.

He watched Ye Beibei return again, looking for Jiang Yuezhou like crazy, and watching her crying with tears at the moment, he closed his eyes and turned countless thoughts in his mind. He might have had some expectations the moment before, but now he is very sober and calm. He finally understood that he could not leave Ye Beibei.

"Bebe, stop crying." Li Minglang got out of the car, squatted beside Ye Beibei, and reached out to help her wipe her tears. Ye Beibei looked up in confusion and looked at Li Minglang in front of her in a daze. After a while, she regained consciousness. She raised her hand and stroked the messy hair on her forehead as a cover-up. She smiled at him reluctantly and wanted to stand up, but she had already cried exhausted. After standing, her body became even more shaky, as if she was about to collapse to the ground.

Seeing her weak look, Li Minglang hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her, and said in a hoarse voice: "Babe, don't be sad, everything will pass, I'll send you home first."

Ye Beibei wanted to restrain herself, but she couldn't get the point. She didn't want Li Minglang to see her crying eyes, but when she turned her head, her eyes were sore in the sun. Because of excessive crying, even her temples were aching.

Li Minglang put Ye Beibei in the car half-held and half-carried. At this time, Ye Beibei no longer had the strength to resist. She said in a weak voice: "No, I won't go home for now. Just send it to the square in front of my community."

It was clearly summer weather, Ye Beibei was trembling all over when she sat in the car. Li Minglang gently held her hand, but found that her hand was scary again. He turned on the air conditioner in the car and said softly to Ye Beibei: "I'll drive the car to a secluded place. You can first lean on the back of the chair and rest for a while, and I'll take you home later."

Ye Beibei was really tired. She looked at herself in the rearview mirror, her face was pale, her eyelids were swollen, and her voice was nasal. It was obviously impossible to go home like this. She leaned her head on the back of the chair, feeling sad. When she closed her eyes, tears burst out again. She was afraid that Li Minglang would see it, so she wiped it randomly with her hands, turned her head, and fell asleep in a daze.

When Li Minglang saw Ye Beibei asleep, the smile on his face immediately became restrained. He turned his head and looked at Ye Beibei greedily. Her face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of water light because of her crying. Under the illumination of her eyes, she was slightly swollen. Even her black and thick eyelashes were stained with infinite water vapor, heavy and inexplicably sad. Li Minglang felt very distressed when he looked at Ye Beibei like this. Ye Beibei was struggling to support her and wanted to **** in front of her family. What about her own!

He smiled silently and his eyes were dull, and he changed into a very rare and serious look.

After Ye Beibei woke up, her spirit looked much better, but her voice was a little hoarse and her head was dizzy. She probably wanted to catch a cold like this. She said goodbye to Li Minglang and got off the car. Li Minglang didn't say anything else.

After seeing Ye Beibei off, Li Minglang sat alone in the car. He was not like Jiang Yuezhou. He had a great career. He was always surrounded by people on the table, but in private he was alone. If Li Minglang was depressed, he would always find a lot of friends to accompany him.

But he didn't want to get drunk today. He had to make a big decision in an extremely sober state.

Li Minglang lit a cigarette and leaned against the car window and smoked slowly. He loved Ye Beibei for many years. His eyebrows and eyes were agile. He loved her and pouted and made a difference with himself. He loved her with his head down and frowning... Because of these countless loves, he was so useless. Because of such love, he could pretend not to care even though he knew that she did not love him.

When Ye Beibei agreed to marry him, he was really happy and hopeful, but Ye Beibei's absent-mindedness and loneliness and frustration made his hope and deception a joke.

He knew why her sadness, loss, pain and tears were all caused by. He knew that the person in Ye Beibei's heart was not her. For so many years, she had never been him, and she would never be him.

Li Minglang was sitting in the car for an afternoon, and the cigarette butts dropped a small pile next to the car. He looked up at the lights on the window of Ye Beibei's house. Such night and such waiting, this is the last night in this life!

He threw the cigarette butt in his hand out the window, and the red sparks drew a beautiful arc in the night. He took out the phone and called Jiang Yuezhou.

Li Minglang stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of the private room waiting for Jiang Yuezhou. In the dark night, the city lights emitted a dazzling light, as beautiful as a illusion. In silence, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him. His steps were steady and even. Li Minglang did not move, and he still maintained his original posture, staring straight at the beautiful and cold lights outside.
Chapter completed!