Chapter 943 He Needs Me

Leng Zhiyuan's eyes were filled with heat, she fluttered her long eyelashes, and her tears fell quietly.

She covered her mouth with her hand and burst into tears.

He said he was almost dying of pain, and she was in pain too. This pain never stopped from the moment she knew he was sick.

He said he didn't know what to do, and she didn't know what to do. Listening to what he said, a man like him valued love and justice. He knew that he and Han Xuan would be tied together, and he knew that he couldn't give her anything. But he still wants her to be with him. This is not his principle of dealing with things. What kind of situation was he forced into to say this?

She felt pain too, almost dying of heartache for him.

Pressing the hang-up button with her delicate white fingers, she raised her head and looked at Ah Chen in the driver's seat, "Ah Chen, stop the car!"

Ah Chen quickly slowed down and looked at Leng Zhiyuan through the rearview mirror. That woman had tears on her face. In Ah Chen's impression, the young lady was brave and capable and had never shed tears.

It turns out that the eldest lady can also cry?

"Miss, you..."

"Stop the car, I want to go back!"

She wants to return to Zhou Yao.

Ah Chen was shocked, and then quickly shook his head, "No, Miss, the young master has told me that I must take you back. You cannot return to Major General Zhou."

Leng Zhiyuan's eyes were blurry with tears. She shook her shoulders and wiped her tears with her hands, "But...he is waiting for me there. He needs me now..."

"Miss, I know you are very sad now and have lost your mind, but the matter between Major General Zhou and Han Xuan has been decided. What can you do when you go back? They will get married, and then you will become a... third party! Chapter Of the three, I don’t know what Major General Zhou said on the phone just now, but does the eldest lady also want to become that kind of person? The young master and I can never watch the eldest lady give up on herself like that. "

Leng Zhiyuan shook her head. Her mind went blank. His words were still echoing in her ears. Repeatedly, she felt that her heart was about to twist, "I don't care... what kind of person I will become." , I don’t care...what happens in the future, I only know...I want to be with him, he is very lonely and painful now, I don’t want...to let him...alone..."

"Achen, stop the car!"

She gave him a strong order, but Ah Chen hesitated. He had always been a loyal subordinate, and his first priority as a subordinate was not ability, but obedience.

Follow orders.

Ah Chen slowly parked on the side of the road.

The car was slowing down, and Leng Zhiyuan's heart was agitated. A voice said in his heart, Zhou Yao, I'm coming, I'm coming...

At this moment, a car broke into her sight. The car came from the front, and then stopped on the side of the road. The driver's door opened, and a familiar figure jumped into Leng Zhiyuan's sight.

Her pupils shrank, it was... Ye Ziyi.

Ye Ziyi was walking towards her.

Seeing Ye Ziyi at this moment, Leng Zhiyuan felt like a basin of cold water poured from the top of her head to the soles of her feet. She suddenly wanted to laugh. What was she doing?

Now go back to Zhou Yao and do nothing?

Her father was still lying in bed, the hardships suffered by Zhou Leng's family, and even the poison on Zhou Yao's body, and now she and Zhou Yaoming were in pain, could she just forget about it?

Evil people are roaming free, shouldn't they pay the price?

The two small hands hanging by her side clenched tightly into fists. She slowly closed her eyes and let her tears fall. She still had a lot of things to do. Zhou Yao, I'm sorry...

Really sorry…

The car stopped, the rear door was opened, and a gust of cold wind came in. Ye Ziyi put one hand on the car frame, and he bent down to look at Leng Zhiyuan in the car, "Zhiyuan, are you okay? "

Leng Zhiyuan opened her eyes, looked at Ye Ziyi with tears in her eyes, and then shook her head sadly.

Ye Ziyi looked at the crystal tears on her face, "I already know about Major General Zhou. Because I was worried about you, I drove out to look for you. I didn't expect to meet you on the street by such a coincidence. Where are you going to park?"

Ye Ziyi looked at Ah Chen in front of him.

Ah Chen nodded calmly to show politeness, "Although my eldest lady broke up with Major General Zhou, she still feels uneasy. The eldest lady still wants to visit Zhou's house. We are planning to park the car and turn around to go to Zhou's house. "

"Oh, that's it, Zhiyuan, do you still want to go now?"

Leng Zhiyuan shook his head, "Forget it...I won't go...I want to go back to my eldest brother's place..."

"Zhiyuan, I'm with you."

"But your car..."

"Someone will come to pick it up." Ye Ziyi sat in the back seat, closed the car door, and then looked at Leng Zhiyuan worriedly, "I can't worry about you, I'll accompany you home."

Leng Zhiyuan lowered his eyes lonely, then nodded.

Ah Chen started the car.

…

As the car drove through the street, Ye Ziyi said softly, "Zhiyuan, what are your plans for the future?"

Leng Zhiyuan didn't speak. She lowered her head and looked very sad.

At this time, Ye Ziyi stretched out his left arm and hugged her shoulder in a gentlemanly manner, "If you want to cry, just cry. I'll lend you my shoulder."

Leng Zhiyuan obediently laid her pillow on his shoulder, and she gently closed her eyes.

Ye Ziyi patted her shoulder as gently as coaxing a child, "Zhiyuan, sadness is only temporary. Time will heal all wounds. If Major General Zhou can't give you happiness and a future, then forget about him. I know him." De Zhiyuan is a brave and free-spirited person, we have to look forward, after all, tomorrow will be better.”

Leng Zhiyuan didn't speak, she seemed to be asleep.

…

The car stopped at the gate of the Leng family villa. Achen opened the back door, and Ye Ziyi held the already sleeping Leng Zhiyuan horizontally in his arms.

The gate of the villa opened, and Leng Hao and Ye Xiaotao were nowhere to be found. They were not there. Ye Ziyi carried Leng Zhiyuan upstairs.

Pushing open the door, he gently put the woman into the soft big bed.

Ye Ziyi did not leave. He just stood quietly by the bed and looked at the sleeping woman. In this quiet night, his eyes became deep and bright, with a playful smile in his eyes. He slowly stretched out his hand.

He hooked a crystal teardrop on her face with the tip of his index finger. He put the teardrop on his lips and tasted it. It was bitter.

He leaned over and stood above the woman, looking at her at such a close distance. Three thousand black silks were draped on the snow-white pillow. Her little face was as white as the white of a freshly shelled egg, her small lips were very red, and the tears on her cheeks that had not dried were like mist beads on rose petals, crystal clear.

He reached out his hand and slowly touched her face. Her skin was very smooth. His movements were gentle and soft, as if he was treating the most exquisite work of art in the world.

He glanced at her cherry red lips, and his deep eyes slowly showed obsession. Like an antique collector treating an ancient treasure, he closed his eyes and kissed her red lips.