es, completely unprepared. She didn't expect this Xia Linghuan to actually know Leng Yechen. 。Xia Linghuan smiled faintly: "Leng Yechen is my godbrother, and also the godson of my parents." 。 。I initi...At the intersection, the traffic light was about to change. Vehicles eager to beat the yellow light sped past, their tires quickly running over a pothole, splashing up muddy water with a loud whoosh and ruthlessly drenching Tong Yimo.

The rain, instead of easing up, grew heavier and heavier.

As soon as Tong Yimo thought about this relationship being one-sided, and that she had even fantasized about Xiaowei returning to her side in the end, she felt how pathetic and ridiculous she was.

She slowly crouched down, hugging her knees, like a child crying out loud, crying out all her grievances and heartache.

How could she be so terribly wrong

She wept uncontrollably, consumed by her own foolishness, the trampled pride, and the unappreciated sincerity she had poured out.

People passing by stopped and looked curiously, drawn in by her cries of anguish.

Tong Yimo felt the curious gazes of the crowd. Embarrassed, she wanted to hide, but she couldn't muster the energy to stand up. She forced herself to stand and left in a pretendedly carefree manner.

Can I...

Couldn't you just stop looking at her like that

Can I...

Can you please not sympathize with her

Can I…

Can you just ignore her

If only she could be invisible right now, letting everyone miss the sight of her misery and heartbreak.

Tong Yimo sobbed and cried, her heart hollowed out, having lost a part of herself.

Suddenly, the rain stopped pouring down on her. It no longer kissed her forehead and face with icy coldness, and curious eyes seemed to be hidden by a massive figure.

Tears still streamed down her cheeks, wetting the little Tong Yimo who shivered from head to toe.

She looked up, the first thing that caught her eye was a pair of high-quality black Italian handmade leather shoes. Slowly, she looked up to the well-tailored black suit pants, the owner's legs slightly apart. Then, looking up further, she saw a strong chest under the tailored suit jacket, followed by a square jaw, a tall and handsome nose, and then, a pair of black and bright deep eyes stared into her, she was stunned to see the handsome man in front of her, full of masculine charm.

In the cold night, Leng Ye Chen held an umbrella over her, shielding her from the rain. He himself stood exposed to the downpour, his body soaking wet, but he didn't seem to mind at all.

This is the only way to get to the Cold Company Building. If it weren't for the red light that just turned on at the intersection ahead, perhaps he wouldn't have noticed her - the woman he thought about day and night, so close yet so far away.

He came for her, abandoning his car, but when he saw her, he was so heartbroken that he couldn't utter a word.

Tong Yimo crouched on the ground, tears blurring her vision as she stared at the man above with a complex expression. She choked out a voice, "Big brother."

"Big Brother Yimo" At the same time, people spoke in unison, and Leng Zhucheng, who appeared at the entrance of the bridal shop at some point, also arrived.

With a clenched fist, veins bulging on the back of his hand, Leng Yechen gently placed his umbrella over Tong Yimo's head, blocking her view. The next second, he turned and delivered a crisp, decisive, and domineering punch to Leng Zhejing.

Leng Zhujing stumbled, taking a step back. Her whole body slammed into the glass door behind her with a loud "bang."

Tong Yi Mo stood up from the ground, seeing Leng Zhu Jing's bruise on the corner of his mouth still oozing a trickle of blood. Her tears welled up again.

Teardrops, as small as grains of rice, streamed down her face. Her hair clung to her cheeks, damp from the rain. She stared at the dreary afternoon scene for a long time, until she saw his back, Ji Siyan leading Xiao Shangxuan towards the glass door. Only then did she turn away in heartbroken despair and flee.

"Emme..." Leng Zhujing wanted to chase after, but Ji Siyan saw this and hurriedly grabbed his arm.

"Ajing, if you dare to chase after her, I'll die with Xiangxuan and show you!" Ji Siyan threatened fiercely, her hand tightly gripping Leng Zhujing's arm, her nails digging through his clothes almost piercing his skin.

Leng Zhujing frowned, could only watch helplessly as his elder brother Leng Yecheng, braved the heavy rain to pursue Yi Mo.

If big brother was here, Yumo probably wouldn't be in any danger...

Leng Zhūjǐng sadly lowered her eyelids.

Can he and Yimò go back

Even though he had planned to have a fake marriage with Ji Siyan to comfort her feelings, he would return to Australia to find Yi Mo after that.

But all of this is falling apart right now.

And at the same time, it shattered Tong Yi Mo's last trace of affection for Leng Zhu Jing.

Tong Yi Mo didn't know why she had lost her way and dashed onto the main road. The vehicles coming and going were like monsters, roaring past her, and the piercing horns left her standing there, completely at a loss.

In the midst of the chaos, a strong hand pulled her back to the curb.

She cried, gasping for breath, and slowly lifted her head. She looked at him: a man who was strong and handsome, with features that gave nothing away, his eyes holding an air of calm control as if the world itself was in his grasp.

"Come with me." Leng Yechen tightly grasped Tong Yimo's wrist, pulling her in front of him. He gazed deeply into her bewildered eyes and commanded domineeringly.

The driver had parked his car on the roadside a short distance away and was waiting silently.

She was tightly held and forcibly shoved into his luxury car.

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