Chapter 113 Lu Xiyan, I regret it
The living room was brightly lit, and a man was sitting on the large sofa, a cigarette burning between his fingertips but not smoking.
"Master, Miss An is outside the door."
Li Quan stood beside the sofa. "Are you really not going to meet her? She said she has something she wants to talk to you in person."
Lu Xiyan raised her thin lips, "So the midnight snack Uncle Quan brought back was her?"
Li Quan smiled and said, "It's just a coincidence. I went out for a walk and found that Miss An seemed to be ill. She didn't look very well. She also said that she wanted to talk to you in person, so I brought her in."
Hearing that she was sick and looked unwell, the ash in Lu Xiyan's hand fell to the ground.
......
An Ning stood outside the gate of the villa, looking at the huge lighted window. She stretched her head but could not see the man.
After a moment, the door opened and Li Quan came out and shook his head at her.
"Ms. An, Mr. Lu doesn't want to see you. I see you're sick, so I'll ask the driver to take you back to rest."
He sighed softly. His words had come across, but the young master seemed to have made a major decision and was determined not to see her, so he didn't know what to say.
Separated by a wall, An Ning was shut out by Lu Xiyan.
She stubbornly continued to ring the doorbell, her eyes red.
The lights in the villa window suddenly went out, and it was pitch black.
Seeing her stubbornly ringing the doorbell, Li Quan reminded her, "Miss An, Mr. Lu is resting now. Why don't you come back another day?"
An Ning acted as if she didn't hear anything and continued to ring the doorbell.
She couldn't wait for another day. If she didn't say some things now, it would be too late to say them after he got engaged.
The doorbell rang in the huge villa one after another, breaking the tranquility of the night, abrupt and harsh.
Li Quan sighed, turned around and walked in.
He was powerless to interfere with the young master's decision.
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There was no light on the balcony on the second floor of the villa, and it was pitch black.
The man's figure was hidden in the darkness, blending into the inky black night.
A straight figure stood on the balcony, looking down at the door, his gaze fixed on that stubborn figure.
The white street light shone on her as she continued to press the doorbell. After a long time without any response, she seemed to be tired and sat down against the door, hugging her knees, as if she was not going to leave.
The hand holding the railing suddenly clenched, and Lu Xiyan's eyes were full of emotions.
He had already planned to let her go and make it clear.
Why did she still come to recruit him!
After a long time, the door downstairs opened again.
When Li Quan went out, she stood up and rubbed her numb legs, and said something to Li Quan. The latter nodded and went into the house again.
After a while, there were light footsteps behind me.
"Young Master."
Li Quan stood behind the man and said, "Miss An asked me to tell you something. She said that if you answer her face to face, she will never bother you again."
Lu Xiyan looked downstairs at the figure sitting at the door again, "What did you say?"
Li Quan looked at his tall and straight back and whispered, "She asked if she could be with you again?"
After he finished speaking, Lu Xiyan's eyes suddenly trembled and his palms clenched unconsciously.
Somewhere in my chest felt like it was being whipped hard, and it was so painful that it tightened.
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The door behind him opened and light poured out from the doorway.
An Ning quickly stood up and turned to look at the door that was slowly opening.
Li Quan stood at the door and said, "Miss An, please come in."
After two hours of the evening breeze, An Ning felt dizzy, but when she saw the door open, she curled up the corners of her mouth.
Lu Xiyan finally agreed to see her.
The lights in the large living room on the first floor came on again. A man in home clothes sat on the sofa. He glanced at the person who walked in from the door and whispered to Li Quan to go and rest first.
There were only two people left in the huge living room.
An Ning looked at the man sitting on the sofa, who was calm and composed, with an air of aloofness and arrogance.
His facial features were deep and perfect, his jet-black hair lightly covered his thick eyebrows, and his cold eyes showed no sadness or joy, and there was no ripple.
The way he looked at her made An Ning feel a little uncomfortable.
It seems that the tenderness in his eyes can no longer be seen.
"Lu Xiyan..."
She took a few steps forward, standing two steps away from the man, and pinched her palms. "Can we talk?"
"What does Miss An mean?"
The man lazily raised his eyes and squinted at her slightly flushed cheeks. "Come here late at night and ask such foolish questions."
An Ning had a high fever, her body was burning hot, and her breathing was a little labored.
Looking at him, his eyes were misty due to the high fever.
"I really want to have a good chat with you. Can we not say anything angry and talk calmly?"
Her tone was too sincere, and Lu Xiyan scoffed, "For work and profit, you really can do anything and say anything."
"I didn't come to you for work." An Ning shook her head slightly, "I really want to talk to you."
"sincere?"
Lu Xiyan's eyes turned cold, "Miss An, are you worthy of talking about 'sincerity'?"
"I know I hurt you, betrayed your feelings, and failed your sincerity..." An Ning choked up in her throat and stood in front of him, "You blame me and resent me, and you deserve it..."
Hearing her words, Lu Xiyan's eyes flickered, and he asked in a cold voice, "Miss An, what new tricks have you come up with? Is this a self-torture trick?"
An Ning's head ached, and she asked him, "Does this painful trick hurt you?"
"Oh!"
Lu Xiyan stood up and walked in front of her as if he had heard a joke, staring into her misty eyes. "An Ning, who do you think you are? How important are you?"
The distance was very close, An Ning raised her eyes slightly, but could not see a trace of concern in his eyes.
The emotion in her eyes was so strong that it hurt Lu Xiyan's heart.
He looked away and took a deep breath. "If you hadn't returned to Jinghai, perhaps I would still be obsessed with you. But now, I don't want to see you anymore, and I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore."
His words were clear and concise, and they pierced An Ning's heart with pain.
"Then why did you save me yesterday?" An Ning raised her hand and tightly grasped the corner of his clothes. "You were obviously worried about me. I can see that you were worried about me. Xiyan, we—"
"You think too much!" Lu Xiyan pulled away the corner of his clothes and interrupted her, "I would save anyone."
An Ning opened her mouth, looked at her empty palm, and felt a splitting headache.
There are many things I want to say in my heart, but I can't say them because of his indifference.
All the words seemed pale and powerless.
Her eyes were red as she looked up at the vivid mole between his nose bridge, her vision blurred by tears. "What if... I regret it?"
Thousands of words surged in my chest and turned into one sentence: I regret it.
I regret divorcing you and leaving Jinghai for four years.
I regret deceiving you with lie after lie.
Lu Xiyan, I regret it.
The tears that gathered in her eyes fell, and her lips trembled, "I regret it... Do you still love me?"
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