Han Yurou was watching from the side, leaning on Rong Jincheng's shoulder.

She smiled: "You are like a relationship expert, that's right. This person has a rich relationship history in the past."

Rong Jincheng pinched her cheek: "Don't talk about the past anymore."

"I'm complimenting you. Your rich relationship history is not without merit. You still understand Lao San."

"I know it's useless, he's just a piece of wood."

"He is different from you. He has lived in poverty since he was a child. Even food and clothing are a problem. He has no extra time to consider emotional matters."

"It sounds like you are still scolding me." Rong Jincheng pushed her down, "Isn't it?"

Han Yurou was tickled by him: "No, I didn't scold you..."

Rong Jincheng smiled slyly, with an evil curve on his lips, and reached out to turn off the light.

…

Wenxue, who was far away in Anseong, bought a ticket to New York the next day.

Yes, she wanted to ask for clarification.

Why did they break up without any explanation and call her by her name after the breakup? Why did they return all the goods? Why did they carve a little puppet that looked like her?

She was unwilling to do so.

She didn't want to break up in such an unclear way.

She really wasn't willing to give in at all.

Wen Xue bit her lip and kept looking down at the photo Rong Jincheng sent her while sitting on the plane.

The little puppet is naive and very cute.

Wen Xue burst into tears again.

Isn't it better not to break up? She loves him very much...

Wen Xue cried while holding her cell phone, her collar wet with tears.

It's very cold in the morning in New York.

After getting off the plane and smelling the familiar scent in the air, Wen Xue's eyes turned red again.

She wrapped her scarf tightly and asked Rong Jincheng for the address of the hospital. She took a taxi and went directly there.

She was already prepared to be scolded by Jiang Xiao, whether he scolded her for being disrespectful to herself or scolding her for being sentimental, she only wanted the truth she wanted to know.

Or, if he really broke up with her, he would say the breakup words again in front of her.

What kind of man do you think you are if you only dare to talk on the phone?

If he really had to be with Xu Lan, she would scold him in front of him. She didn't want to be angry anymore. After the breakup, she lost ten pounds.

When they arrived at the hospital, Wen Xue stood outside the ward and knocked on the door.

Jiang Xiao was sitting on a chair hobblingly and painfully, preparing to have breakfast.

The stomach pain was still not gone, so he had to rest for a long time after eating two mouthfuls, holding his stomach and forcing himself to swallow the food.

Hearing the knock on the door, he thought it was Rong Jincheng: "Come in."

Wen Xue gritted her teeth and her heart beat rapidly, but she would always have to face Jiang Xiao.

Push the door.

The warmth in the ward hit my face, and with it came the strong smell of medicine.

Jiang Xiao was sitting at the table wearing a loose hospital gown. No one was taking care of him. He was eating breakfast and did everything by himself.

Jiang Xiao didn't pay attention at first, but suddenly he smelled a familiar scent of perfume in his nose, and his hand holding the chopsticks paused.

Turning his head, his eyes met Wen Xue's eyes.

Why is she here?

Wen Xue resisted the desire to cry. The man in front of her was still the same as before. He was pale and thin, and the clear joints could be seen on his fingers.

There was soreness in her throat and her hands were shaking.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Xiao said solemnly, "What are you here for?"

"Why do you think I came here? Jiang Xiao, I came here just to hear you say breakup again in front of me. Yes, you said it in front of me. If you were a man, you would have said it!" Wen Xue lost control of her emotions, "

You say it!"
Chapter completed!