Lu Huaiyan lowered his brows and looked at her, his voice slightly hoarse, and he asked her with a raised tone at the end.
Looking at her from this angle, her face appears smaller and her complexion is much better than last night, making her look charming and lovely.
Jiang Xiachu nodded: "Since I decided to cancel the engagement yesterday, I have been prepared for this."
"Then you are not allowed to cry."
As soon as the man finished speaking, Jiang Xiachu was stunned. His face was extremely stiff, his fingertips tightened slightly, and he looked confused.
Did he know that she had cried for him many times?
After she expressed her feelings to him, Lu Huaiyan did not respond to her. He just remained silent and said nothing.
She was just beginning to fall in love, and her years of secret love ended in failure.
In private, she was very upset about this and shed tears many times, but she never told Lu Huaiyan about it.
She never thought that he would know all this.
No wonder he always avoided her deliberately afterwards and had fewer interactions with her than before.
In the past, Lu Huaiyan would come to play with her every Chinese New Year, but since she confessed her love, she rarely saw him.
So Lu Huaiyan knew that she cried a lot for him, but he just watched her. Even so, he was unwilling to tell her that he didn't love her?
Whenever he said something decisive, she would give up and no longer insist.
Did he have to wait until she married into the Lu family, and then use the next few years of being a widow and being ridiculed by others to make her sure that he didn't love her?
If she had known in her previous life that Lu Huaiyan had no interest in her at all, she would definitely not have married him.
If she doesn't get married, she can spend more time on herself and have better plans and life.
After getting married, she no longer pursued her dream of dancing.
Not only that, she also lives under the ridicule and shadow of others every day. Many people secretly say behind her back that she is a widow and her husband doesn't love her...
Jiang Xiachu's fingertips felt cold and he let out a long sigh.
After thinking about it, these were her own choices in the final analysis, and she couldn't blame anyone else.
If she had given up on Lu Huaiyan earlier and not married him, none of the things that happened later would have happened.
But she still felt a little disappointed.
Jiang Xiachu's face turned cold, she looked up at him calmly, and said firmly: "No, I have already thought about it. Besides, you are not the only man I can marry in this world. I already have someone I like."
Lu Huaiyan's heart shrank, his brows furrowed, and the corners of his lips pursed.
His face inexplicably turned colder, and he subconsciously blurted out, "Who?"
Jiang Xiachu has a man she likes? How come he doesn't know? He has never seen her get along with anyone, so what kind of man is that?
Jiang Xiachu tucked the hair on one side of her cheek behind her ear, looked at him, and said speechlessly: "I came to you because I want to go to the Political Department with you to file a report. As for other things, there is no need to talk about it."
She looked into the man's inky black eyes and ignored the doubt in his eyes.
Their fate had been completely exhausted in the previous life.
She had had enough of that kind of life. God gave her a chance to live her life again, and she didn't want to repeat the same mistakes again.
She pursed her lips, with a faint smile on her face, but the smile looked a little strange, as if it was forced, with the skin but the skin not smiling.
Lu Huaiyan frowned.
Looking at him, Jiang Xiachu was silent for a few seconds, and then said at the end: "What does these private matters have to do with you? After all, you are not my real brother."
The little girl is older and has her own ideas.
Well, since she doesn't want to say, he won't ask.
Lu Huaiyan suppressed the emotions in his heart and subconsciously raised his hand to touch Jiang Xiachu's hair.
Such actions have often occurred before.
But just when his fingertips were about to touch the top of her head, Jiang Xiachu suddenly reflexively slapped his hand away.
The sound of "pop" sounded particularly familiar at this moment.
Looking at the very abrupt red mark on the back of the slender and beautiful hand in front of me.
Jiang Xiachu herself was a little stunned. She didn't expect that her resistance and rejection of Lu Huaiyan had become so strong.
I wanted to apologize, but I felt it was unnecessary.
After all, if Lu Huaiyan hadn't been so itchy that he wanted to touch her, he wouldn't have been beaten.
Jiang Xiachu put his hands behind his back and nervously grasped the hem of his clothes.
Just as I was struggling to figure out how to break the awkwardness at the moment, I looked up and met Lu Huaiyan's expression for a moment.
But suddenly she found that she couldn't understand it.
Both of them are no longer children, and now they have called off their engagement.
We should also keep some distance from each other.
Lu Huaiyan should understand this logic, but why did he show such a complicated expression when she refused to touch his head?
If Jiang Xiachu didn't know that Lu Huaiyan couldn't possibly like her, she would have almost thought that his behavior had some hidden meaning.
I think it's just a temporary situation and he's not used to this change of identity yet.
Jiang Xiachu lowered his head and pursed his lips without saying a word.
The atmosphere between the two of them gradually became weird.
Just at this time, Cheng Nianhua and Meng Wanyue came in, and the situation eased a little.
Jiang Xiachu ran over and hid behind Cheng Nianhua as if asking for help.
The action of seeking shelter was extremely natural, as if they were real mother and daughter.
This little action was so cute that Cheng Nianhua almost died, and he didn't even have time to figure out what was going on.
He had already held her in his arms in a daze and protected her, and glared at Lu Huaiyan again.
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