C72 Suffering Is Sad

"You tore the design I gave you?"

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"There was no original design! Xiao Yichen, are you trying to kill me?"

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"That's enough. Is that paper machine trying to filter me out? Let's talk about how shabby your wedding is! If it wasn't for the face of the Emperor, the only valuable things would have been your diamond rings and wedding dresses. "

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" Xiao Yichen, you're really something! Our Luo Luo is really unlucky to fall in your hands!"

Pei Luoluo could not continue listening to the rest of the words.

She did not know how long she had been standing at the door. She only knew that Zhang Chen's words kept lingering in her mind and could not be dispersed.

Design drafts and whatnot were not important. It was not important whether the wedding was shabby or not. It was not important to be alone in an empty room. Was it not important to be alone in the future?

Pei Luoluo had always been prepared to be neither arrogant nor impatient. From the moment Xiao Yichen said that they were going to get married, she had been a hundred times more obedient. Every time her reason wanted to break through her foolish and unswerving decision, it was blocked by her emotions.

She, Pei Luoluo, was not stupid. A man treated her well. Whether it was true or not, she still had a clear understanding in her heart. During this period of time, they had been empty and lonely. Zhang Chen's words just now had exposed the relationship between them. Pei Luoluo finally admitted that she was not as powerful and open-minded as she had imagined.

Pei Luoluo's eyes, which were gradually hanging down, were now blurry in her eyes. She could not see what was in front of her clearly. Her body also could not help but tremble. She clenched her fist tightly and took a deep breath before turning around and leaving. Only the blurry figure in the gap of the door was left.

Zhang Chen did not know that Pei Luoluo had been here before. He waited for a long time and did not see Pei Luoluo come looking for him. When he went to look for her, he found that Pei Luoluo's office was already locked.

"She left?" Zhang Chen was slightly stunned. He took out his phone and called, but the phone rang for a long time and no one answered.

Until the third time Zhang Chen called, the phone was picked up. Pei Luoluo's voice was somewhat hoarse. "Master, I'm sorry that I have to leave in advance."

"Are you alright?" Zhang Chen asked worriedly.

"I'm fine. I think I've been a little hot these two days. My throat is not feeling well." Pei Luoluo deliberately coughed a few times and looked at the crowd that filled the bus station. Her eyes were empty and lifeless.

Zhang Chen was initially a little worried, but Pei Luoluo did not want to say it. He did not ask anymore. After knowing that she was safe, he drove the car to the city bureau.

"Young Grandmother, you are back." When Mrs Zhang opened the door, she saw the listless Pei Luoluo. It seemed that her mental state was not very good.

"Young Grandmother, what happened to you?" Mrs Zhang carefully followed behind Pei Luoluo and asked softly.

"Mrs Zhang, who is that Rose? The wedding on the third floor, what is the meaning of so many purple roses?" Pei Luoluo turned her head in a daze and looked at Mrs Zhang with a wooden gaze. Her voice was also very soft, as if she was weak and exhausted.

Seeing how she treated Pei Luoluo like this, Mrs Zhang somewhat awkwardly lowered her head and pursed her lips. Her fingers were inserted into the knuckles and she hugged it. After musing for a long time, she finally chose to remain silent.

"I knew you wouldn't say it. It's okay, I understand." Pei Luoluo smiled bitterly and her desolate eyes instantly turned red.

In fact, before they got married, Pei Luoluo had thought that their marriage would be different from Xiao Yichen's. But it was always okay to have a meal together, right? No matter how cold-blooded they were, they could still say a few words, right?

Although Xiao Yichen always gave people the feeling of coldness and aloofness, in his heart, he was not a heartless person. He would often inadvertently give Pei Luoluo some seemingly unintentional concern.

This was a good start for Pei Luoluo. It did not matter who Xiao Yichen was thinking about. What was important was who could stay by his side. One had to know that a person's habits were very terrifying. If one didn't have this habit, he would feel as if his soul had been extracted by something. He will become a walking corpse, blindly confused.

Therefore, Pei Luoluo wanted to let Xiao Yichen get used to her existence. That was what she had planned back then. She wanted Xiao Yichen to take it slow and take every step at a time.

No one was born to be a hunter, and no one was destined to be the winner.

Now, Pei Luoluo suddenly woke up. All of this was just her own wishful thinking.

She forgot that some people would never wake up because that person was pretending to be asleep. Some people were also unable to be moved because he did not love that person at all.

It was very obvious that Xiao Yichen was that man who Pei Luoluo could not wake up or be moved.

"Young Grandmother, Young Master has his own difficulties." Mrs Zhang saw Pei Luoluo's lonely face and could not bear to see it.

In these past few days, Mrs Zhang also liked this girl from the bottom of her heart. She did not have any of Young Grandmother's airs and often helped her clean the house and cook. If there was anything, she would play cute with her. She would also tell her many unimaginable things that she had experienced when she had nothing to do. Including those perverted murderers, how could they torture the victims? Mrs Zhang was so scared that she ignored her.

But most of the time, when Young Master was not home, Pei Luoluo would often look at the stairs on the second floor in a daze. It was unknown what she thought of, but tears would suddenly flow out of the corners of her eyes and slide down her cheeks. There was a deep and bottomless sorrow in her eyes.

But even if Mrs Zhang could not bear to, the only thing she could do was to stick to her role and not say anything behind her back.

"What difficulties? What difficulties can you abandon your newlywed wife and not ask? Whatever difficulties are all things that are hidden from me? What difficulties are you throwing the wedding design drafts into the paper shredder and then finding a random wedding dress and putting it on for me? Everything, including the wedding, is not something that I am involved in, but in the end, you want me to carry it out? What difficulties are there that I didn't follow the procedure on the day of the wedding and still had to pick up important points from the emcee? It was done in three to five minutes? What difficulty was it that was more punctual than a monthly menstruation, leaving when it was time to leave and then going to private meetings with other women for a few days? Do you really think that I, Pei Luoluo, am a fool who doesn't know anything?" Pei Luoluo finished speaking angrily in one breath, and her face instantly turned red. It was unknown whether it was because she was angry or because she felt aggrieved.

She only knew that she had to endure it more and more.

Perhaps before Zhang Chen made that phone call, she wouldn't have linked this series of events together. However, her brain did not listen to her commands as she analyzed with all her might. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was amiss. In the end, she had to admit that Xiao Yichen definitely had another woman outside. Furthermore, it was a woman who liked the Purple Rose very much before her!

"Forget it. Anyway, I never thought that marrying him would make him any better. That's all." With a dejected voice, Pei Luoluo seemed to admit her failure. Her sadness and helplessness.