What she cared about was the word trust.
Perhaps she had given her trust first, but when it was Yan Jun's turn, she was disappointed.
Double the trust in exchange for double the disappointment.
Yan Jun did not answer.
He sat there quietly, his face solemn.
"You still suspect me and Yan Qing, right? " Xia Jinqi continued to ask, her voice already beginning to tremble.
Because when she finished asking this question, it was obvious that the man in front of her, who was as unmoving as a mountain, frowned.
As expected... ... He had never let go of this part ...
His heart felt as if it had been pried open by something. The cold wind blew straight into it.
Perhaps it was because the expression on Xia Jinqi's face was too sorrowful, but Yan Jun was slightly moved. He stood up and walked towards her. "Ah Jin, stop talking. "
Admittedly, he was jealous of Yan Qing and their past.
He did not deny his suspicions.
However, he did not want to see the sorrow that was gathered in her eyes at this moment. It was like a thorn that stabbed into the tip of his heart.
He wanted to hold her in his arms, but she took a step back first.
She avoided his approach, and her eyes became colder.
"I was too stupid to think that you would really fall in love with me... " Xia Jinqi shook her head and laughed out of anger. What was laughable was the sorrow and pain.
She was really stupid to think that she was so important in his heart!
Now, it seemed that it was just a play that she had directed and acted!
Bean-sized tears couldn't stop falling... ...
Yan Jun reached out to wipe it away for her, but she knocked it away!
She was angry, but when she looked up and met his black eyes, she saw the pain in his eyes. It was as if her soul had been lured away again!
His grief affected her... ...
"You're so cruel. You gave me hope, but you completely snuffed it out! " After saying this, Xia Jinqi pushed Yan Jun away and was about to walk out the door.
She really hated herself like this!
She was clearly so sad, but she still loved him! ! !
"Ah Jin! " Yan Jun frowned and turned to chase after her, but he found that Xia Jinqi had stopped in her tracks.
Just as he was about to step forward and hug her in his arms to tell her his true feelings... ...
Before he could finish his words, a familiar voice sounded.
"You two are here, just in time. " Yan Youcheng, who had just entered, swept a glance at the two children in front of him. His wrinkled old face remained gloomy.
Xia Jinqi did not expect Yan Youcheng to appear here at this time. After all, he was afraid of Long Qingxin. In the past thirty years, he had only come here once a few days ago.
This time... ...
She randomly wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes. She gritted her teeth tightly, trying her best not to lose control of her emotions.
Yan Youcheng had already walked into the living room at this moment. With a bang, he threw a stack of newspapers on the coffee table in front of Yan Jun and Xia Jinqi.
"How did it end up like this? Whose child is this? " Yan Youcheng opened his mouth. His deep voice was filled with suppressed anger.
His sharp gaze landed directly on Xia Jinqi.
"It's mine. " Yan Jun also lowered his voice and took a step forward to block in front of Yan Youcheng, protecting Xia Jinqi behind him. "It's just a frame-up by someone with evil intentions. "
"I don't think so! " Yan Youcheng snorted coldly and continued to stare at Xia Jinqi from another angle. "There's no smoke without fire. If you really have nothing to do with Qing 'er, would others say that? "
Xia Jinqi frowned. Her small face froze for a moment before she sneered. "So what grandfather means is? "