Chapter 892
Chapter 892
There are many hurtful words in the world, such as "I hate you", "I'm sorry, I fell in love with others" and so on
But at this moment, it's not as hurtful as an understatement that has nothing to do with you.
Clearly just an unrelated strange woman, why is his heart so painful?
In addition to the pain, Nangong Li's heart still has a trace of anger. Why is he angry because of this woman's words?
At this time, Nangong Li had only one idea to pull her out of the car, although he could not understand why he had to do such a rude thing.
When he was conscious, he had opened the door and pulled her out with one hand.
Youyou didn't expect Nangong Lihui to be so rude to her. After all, he was familiar with his days. His personality was cold and he was a gentleman.
In addition to that summer to teach himself English, he suddenly rushed in to drive away the summer, but also pulled off his tie, almost to show his wild side.
But at that time, he did not really touch himself, and his fierce eyes made him startled.
"You What are you doing? " You don't know why he pulled himself out.
Don't say she doesn't know, even Nangong Li doesn't know.
He only knew that he could never let this woman go, otherwise he would regret his whole life.
Just at this time, the assistant drove the car and stopped in front of nangongli. Seeing Nangong Li holding Youyou, he was scared to get out of the car.
"Young master, what are you doing? You'll be treated like a hooligan! "
The leisurely driver also got off the bus, "let go of my lady."
If it wasn't for you and years of low-key, you don't like too many people when you travel, and you take a lot of bodyguards around like the Duke, where would such a thing happen.
Nangong Li not only did not put it, but also put youyou into his co pilot and sent her a seat belt.
Youyou looks confused and doesn't react at all. Is this man in an accident with a bad brain?
She is not sure whether Nangong Li is in the hair nerve, and she dare not resist, for fear of stimulating him.
What's more, she has always been in a weak state in front of Nangong Li. Just that sentence has nothing to do with you, she exhausted her courage.
Seeing his young lady was taken to the car, the driver was frightened and immediately called someone.
You quickly opened his mouth: "driver uncle, don't call, we are friends."
"But, miss You... "
"Don't tell my grandmother, I'll take care of it." Looking at the driver begging.
No one can resist this look. The driver thought of her strange reaction in the past two days. She was still crying just now. Maybe it was a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship with this man?
After years of boyfriend, he knows, but youyou is also pregnant. If there is no man, how could she be pregnant.
Thinking of this, the driver put down his mobile phone, "Miss, my mobile phone has been unblocked, you can contact me with anything."
"Good."
It's time for Nangong to talk to the driver.
The assistant was terrified. Nangong Li used to have rules for everything. Who knows today is like a runaway horse. What does he want to do!
"Young master, let me drive. Your mood is unstable. The old man told me that he can't let you..."
Nangong left directly closed the window, the assistant reached out and patted the glass, "young master, young master!"
He stepped on the gas pedal and the assistant almost fell into the snow because of his inertia.
Looking at the car, he had no choice but to say, "I tried my best."
He and the driver looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.
It is obvious that Nangong Li didn't think of Youyou, but he couldn't let you go. Only when he learned from the driver what happened just now was that he could not explain himself.
Youyou, sitting on the front passenger's seat, has one hand on his abdomen and the other grasps the safety belt.
Thinking that he used to be in a car accident because of too fast speed, she said weakly: "that Can you slow down a bit? I'm afraid. "
Hearing her fear, Nangong left the gas pedal.
There is a trace of embarrassment in the car. Nangong doesn't speak. Youyou doesn't know whether he thinks of anything or not, and dare not speak casually.
When the car drives into the familiar scenery, youyou suddenly remembers that the last time Nangong Li brought himself to Paris, he lived in this villa.
What did he bring himself to his house for? Do you think of her?
At that moment, you was very excited and almost called him master.
Nangong left in front of the door to stop, he said: "in a few months ago, I had a car accident."
Long big eyes blinking at Nangong Li, quietly waiting for him to speak.
"I had a craniotomy and had a long rest in bed."
At that time, when she left, youyou felt remorse for herself.If she doesn't leave in a hurry, maybe Nangong Li won't encounter any misfortune, and she can stay with him and take care of him.
At present, she did not know whether he remembered it or not, so she asked tentatively, "what happened later?"
"When I woke up, I found that I had lost part of my memory and forgotten some things, some people.
Everyone said that the car accident was an accident, and the memories I forgot were nothing special, but they were just things about daily work
Youyou bit her lips and didn't answer. She didn't lose her memory, but she could imagine the pain.
"Even if it doesn't matter, if you forget it, you'll forget it, and you don't have to remember it. Otherwise, it will only increase your worries." A long sigh.
"No, I don't think it's right. I always feel that I have forgotten an important thing and a very important person."
Youyou's heart "clutters" madly, and soon she calms down.
What he forgot should be Gu Qi. After arriving in Paris, youyou also knew about Gu Qi and mu Nanshu.
Obviously, nangongli and she were not engaged, and nangongli had a car accident. Maybe it was because of Gu Qi's things that stimulated her at that time.
He likes Gu Qi, but he can't accept Gu Qi's deep love for others, and then he will forget Gu Qi. After all, he has loved him. Even if his memory is forgotten, his heart still exists.
It's fake to say that you are not jealous. The man who cares so much about you doesn't dare to recognize him with his child.
"What did you bring me here for?"
Nangong from did not answer, but get off to open the door for you.
Standing in the place where they lived together in the past, although they didn't have much time here, they left a lot of memories.
Nangong Li wants to pull her in, but you don't want to go to the place full of their memories. She is afraid that she can't help it.
"What are you going to do? If you don't talk, I'll call the police. "
Nangong Li didn't pay attention to her words, had pressed the password, forced to pull you into the house.
"Let me go!"
Nangong Li pushes her to the sofa and sits well. You don't know what he wants to do.
Then he led him to the kitchen, "are you sick?" You can't help it.
If she used to be, she would never dare to say such a thing.
Nangong Li is like a science madman who does experiments. She not only doesn't answer, but also gives her a kitchen knife.
You long can't laugh or cry. Is this man really knocked into a fool's head?
After being teased by him for a while, he forced her to the bedroom on the second floor.
To his master bedroom, this kind of private place leisurely some something wrong, "you, what are you doing?"
However, Nangong Li frowned, "No."
"What's wrong?"
He took her to another room, which was the place where you had lived and had been cleaned up.
Only lived for a short time, you did not leave too many traces, not to mention has been sorted out.
To this familiar place, youyou began to feel uneasy.
Nangong is close to her at the moment, a pair of eyes unfathomable, leisurely subconsciously back to the back.
"Have we met?"
“…… No, never. "
"You're lying!"
"I'm not lying, sir. If you do this again, I'm going to call the police."
Nangong Li's fingers suddenly touched her lips, and his voice was hoarse in her ear: "has anyone told you that you won't lie?"
The burning breath sprays in the ear, originally is likes the man, moreover two people are so close, leisurely instantaneous blushes the heartbeat.