Love Never Ends

Looking at his deep outline and sharp yet cold profile, he suddenly felt a sense of loneliness …    

His heart ached slightly ….    

He felt a suffocating pain.    

Zhixin took a deep breath and asked, "Xi Shenyuan, if you're really unhappy, why didn't you choose to divorce her?"    

Perhaps she was the most unqualified to ask this question, but …    

She hoped that he would not be bound by misfortune to pursue happiness!    

"I haven't thought about it for the time being..."    

Xi Shenyuan replied indifferently, without any superfluous emotions.    

He wasn't having a good time, and some people shouldn't think too well about it!    

Never thought...    

Zhixin felt a sense of loss in her heart when she heard this answer.    

Why lost?    

Was it because he didn't want to get divorced? Zhixin felt that her thoughts were too despicable.    

But even she was unable to control her own thoughts …    

Did he really not have the slightest intention of giving up a marriage that had never been happy for him?    

Zhixin really felt like a disgusting third party, like a trash who wanted to ruin someone else's marriage!    

She panicked a little.    

Fortunately, they had arrived at the hotel. She hurriedly got out of the car. Without even saying goodbye to him, she rushed into the hotel and returned to her room.    

When she returned to the hotel, the yew wasn't back yet.    

In the end, she was still a little worried, so she called her back.    

The yew tree was driving, so it was not convenient for her to pick up the phone. Zhixin instructed a few times before hanging up.    

Yew sent Yun Feng back to his villa on the mountain.    

He really drank too much and slept all the way to the villa.    

Yew had no choice but to help him out of the car.    

Yun Feng, who weighed 75KG and was 186, had his entire body carried by the yew tree, almost crushing her small body.    

The yew was breathing heavily and dragging him forward with great difficulty.    

"Why is it so heavy? Phew …"    

Sweat kept pouring out of his head.    

"Yun Feng, wake up!"    

Yewtree almost carried him on her back, her heavy body pressing down on her so hard that she could barely breathe.    

Yun Feng's hot breath landed on her face, causing her mind to become confused and her face to feel boiling hot.    

"Yun Feng …"    

Yewtree averted her face and tried to keep a proper distance from him, but he acted like a dog skin plaster and let her hide again. He immediately moved closer to her, so much so that she suspected he was just pretending to be asleep.    

"Yun Feng, are you awake? Leave by yourself …"    

Yewtree slapped his face, but a big, hot hand grabbed her small hand.    

Her heart skipped a beat as she tried to pull her hand away. It was hard for her to let him hold her hand. It was like a pair of pincers, she could not get rid of it no matter how hard she tried.    

Yun Feng slowly opened his phoenix eyes as he smiled coldly, "A woman with a boyfriend came to meddle in this grandpa's business. Is there anything wrong with it?"    

As he spoke, he forcefully pushed away the yew he was carrying.    

The two of them staggered a few steps in the opposite direction at the same time. Due to the alcohol, Yun Feng's steps were obviously unstable and he almost fell down in a sorry state.    

"Scram!"    

Yun Feng roared.    

Her drunken eyes were bloodshot as she stared fiercely at the yew, a truly terrifying sight to behold.    

Yushan clenched her lips tightly. She looked at him and coldly stared at his pair of blood-red eyes. Finally, she elegantly turned around and prepared to leave.    

Yun Feng's crimson eyes darkened. Just as he was about to reach out to pull this damnable woman back, he suddenly felt his vision go black. Peng —, his entire body unexpectedly fell to the ground unconscious, completely drunk.    

When Yushan heard the muffled sound, she came back to her senses and her expression changed. She saw that the usually high-spirited Yun Feng actually got drunk on the ground in such a pathetic manner.    

She quickly ran over with an anxious look on her face, "Yun Feng! "Yun Feng —"    

He was really drunk, and quite drunk.    

His small hands kept slapping at his flushed face, but there was no reaction.    

It took a lot of effort for the yew tree to help him up. He walked towards the villa and rang the bell. Very soon, a servant opened the door.    

"Heavens, what happened to young master?" "Why did you drink so much …"    

The two bodyguards quickly carried Yun Feng into the mansion.    

In the end, the yew tree was still worried, so it followed him inside.