[Chapter 109 is completely over]
He pushed open the door of Room 703 and looked towards the living room, but saw no one.
Walk into the bedroom.
The blue and white bed was empty, with no trace of Lin Yin.
Where did you go in the middle of the day?
Huo Jingze frowned, slightly displeased, and dialed Lin Yin's number.
It took half a minute before the call was connected.
"Where have you been? Be right back."
"Lawyer Huo, I have something to tell you."
Huo Jingze said in a clear voice, "Come back and tell me."
After hanging up the phone, he sat at the end of the bed, his brows furrowed, feeling inexplicably irritated. He took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and bit it between his lips.
He took a deep breath and managed to suppress the irritability.
Out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of a hint of pink behind the trash can.
He bent down to pick it up and stared at the pink notebook in his hand for a few seconds. It looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
I remember it!
I saw it in Lin Yin’s previous shared house. It was in an iron box, and there seemed to be a handkerchief in it.
Huo Jingze glanced around and saw the open iron box on the bedside table. It was empty and there was no handkerchief.
His eyes returned to the diary.
The password is already enabled.
Huo Jingze pursed his lips slightly, and his gentlemanly manners reminded him that he should not casually read other people's diaries, which was very impolite.
But for some reason, he had a strong desire to know the contents of the diary.
Diary diary.
It records one's inner secrets.
What would Lin Yin write in her diary?
Huo Jingze couldn't help it and turned the first page with his slender fingers.
The first line you see is:
[I fell in love with a boy named Fu Huaijin. ]
Huo Jingze's handsome face suddenly turned gloomy, and the paper of his notebook was almost torn into pieces.
But there is more to it.
Those densely packed, childish words all expressed the young Lin Yin's deep infatuation with Fu Huaijin.
She even wrote about the origin of the handkerchief. It turned out that it was given to her by Fu Huaijin, and she had kept it as a treasure.
The text of the last page.
I wrote this solemnly in pink ink:
I will always only like Fu Huaijin!
Huo Jingze could no longer control the anger in his heart, a storm was surging in his eyes, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging from the force.
Bang--
The diary was thrown heavily to the ground.
There were footsteps outside the door, and the next second a white figure walked towards the bedroom.
Huo Jingze raised his eyes suddenly.
Lin Yin was startled by the chill in his eyes. She paused and looked at the diary on the ground.
She was stunned at first, and then the color on her face quickly faded, "You, you saw it all."
"I can explain it. I..."
"Explain what?"
He walked towards her step by step, lifted her chin with his bony fingers, and his ink-black eyes seemed to be smiling, but also seemed to be filled with chill.
"Explain how wronged you are to have someone you love but have to be under me? Or explain how you can be two-timing, opening your legs to me while also bending your waist to other men?"
His voice was calm and magnetic, still as pleasant as ever.
Every word he said was heart-piercing, like a flying knife stabbing into Lin Yin's heart, causing her face to turn pale with pain.
Her lips trembled and her voice was hoarse, "I have never slept with anyone else..."
From the beginning to the end, she only had Huo Jingze as a man.
How could he say that about her? He was just short of pointing at her nose and calling her a bitch.
Lin Yin's eyes were red and filled with tears.
The look of her crying was the most touching, and Huo Jingze was shaken for a moment.
But thinking of her deception, thinking that she might have been courting Fu Huaijin without his knowledge, he was kept in the dark like a fool.
The rage was like a rolling wave that burned away any hesitation.
Although his emotions were on the verge of exploding, Huo Jingze remained exceptionally calm. He even gently stroked Lin Yin's cheek, as tenderly and affectionately as a lover.
The more he acted like this, the more uneasy Lin Yin felt, and she clenched her fingers nervously.
"It doesn't matter anymore," he said.
Lin Yin didn't react, "What?"
He put his thin lips close to his ear, and his low, cold voice passed coolly into the ear canal.
"This is just a deal. I'm tired of playing with it. You can go now."
He set her free.
Lin Yin should be happy because she can go abroad and no one will stop her.
But my heart seemed to be torn apart, and my breathing became heaving and painful.
The ID card was pressed into her hand.
Huo Jingze walked around her and headed for the door. Lin Yin couldn't help but grab his hand, her voice trembling, "Lawyer Huo..."
The man pried open her fingers one by one, and wiped the hand that had touched her with a tissue as if he found it dirty.
Leave without looking back.
Lin Yin's face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his whole body was so white that it was almost transparent.
…
It takes a week to get a passport.
During this week, Lin Yin submitted his resignation to the hospital, said goodbye to his colleagues, went back to the countryside to visit his parents, gave them money, and then went to see Aunt Hua.
The passport application went smoothly and I got it quickly. I booked a flight for tomorrow and was leaving early in the morning.
There was one more thing Lin Yin didn't do.
She looked at the packed luggage in the living room and picked out a few items separately from the coffee table next to her.
A check for fifteen million.
There are also several expensive pieces of jewelry.
These were all gifts that Huo Jingze once gave to Lin Yin.
She looked at the pair of pearl earrings inside and her eyes turned slightly red.
It took her a while to calm down, then she knocked on the door of Room 704 with the check and jewelry.
The door opened, revealing a deep and handsome face. The black eyes under the thick eyebrows looked at her without any emotion.
"What's up?"
The voice was cold, as if he was treating an unfamiliar stranger.
Lin Yin bit her lip and handed her the bag containing the check and jewelry. Her voice was slightly hoarse, "The check inside is to pay you back, and the jewelry you gave me is also in it."
Huo Jingze glanced at her and said something heartbreaking in a calm tone: "I never have sex with women for free. Just think of this little money as a tip for your hard work."
Lin Yin's face turned pale, and he looked embarrassed, "You... do you really have to humiliate me like this?"
Huo Jingze smiled, "Isn't that what Miss Lin does?"
"you……"
Lin Yin's heart ached and tears almost came out.
She tried hard to hold back her tears, looked at Huo Jingze deeply, then turned and left.
"Lin Yin, considering that we've slept together before, I advise you not to trust the Fu guy too much. Some people are not as simple as they seem."
Lin Yin turned around and was slightly stunned. She felt that Huo Jingze had something else to say. Just as she was about to ask him to explain himself, the door of Room 704 slammed shut.
The tightly closed door completely severed the relationship between Lin Yin and Huo Jingze.
From now on, we will be strangers when we meet.
Lin Yin couldn't describe what she felt, she just felt as if her heart was stuffed with a ball of water-soaked cotton, heavy and suffocating.
She even felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to vomit. She covered her mouth and hurried back home, where she held onto the toilet and retched for a long time.
Physiological tears welled up in the corners of my eyes.
Lin Yin slowly stood up and moved to the sink to rinse her mouth. She looked in the mirror at herself, whose face was extremely pale due to vomiting, and suddenly realized something.
Her period this month...is already delayed by a week.
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