Chapter 90 Who do you like?

"You're just a thing of the past."

"So what if I am the past tense?! If Mingxue knew that it was you who brought down the Su family, do you think she would go with me as the past tense?!"

"Do you think she will believe you?"

He Qingyu's heart tightened, but there was no wave on his face.

"Since you don't give up, then I will tell her that you are here and let you see if she wants to see you."

Jiang Xu held an umbrella for He Qingyu and walked back, looking at the thank you with some sympathy.

Mr. He is really murderous and heart-wrenching.

"The scenery outside is particularly beautiful today, let's go out and take a look."

Su Mingxue was frowning on the bed, wondering if the thank-you gift had left. However, He Qingyu pushed the door open and walked in, picked her up without any explanation and walked to the balcony.

It's raining today, what scenery can I see?

Su Mingxue cursed and rolled her eyes secretly. When He Qingyu put him down, she understood what he meant.

The scenery in He Qingyu's mouth is the gift of thanks.

Xie Li stood under the black umbrella, his face pale. Only a pair of peach blossom eyes, deep and deep.

Saw her coming out.

Xie Li's eyes quickly became misty.

Su Mingxue paused in her heart, turned away, stood sideways, and said to He Qingyu:

"Why hasn't my brother driven him away yet?"

"You want him to go?"

He Qingyu glanced at her lightly.

"I don't want to see him."

Su Mingxue knew that Xie Li could not defeat He Qingyu.

They were far away, and Xie Li couldn't hear clearly what Su Mingxue and He Qingyu were talking about.

But just seeing them laughing and talking with their backs to him made his eyes hurt and his chest felt stabbing.

He knew he was acting like a clown, but he demanded an answer.

We can't just watch her jump into the fire pit and be with her enemy.

"Su Mingxue!!"

"Do you know that it was He Qingyu who sent your father to prison? You can't be with him!!"

"I beg you! Just give me three minutes!!!"

Afraid that Su Mingxue wouldn't hear, Xie Li walked out of the umbrella and let the raindrops fall on his face. He roared at the top of his lungs, with bulging veins all over his neck.

Su Mingxue pursed her lips, lowered her eyelashes, and wanted to turn around, but heard He Qingyu's particularly cold voice.

"Don't look back."

Su Mingxue stopped moving and looked stunned.

"Are you distressed?"

He Qingyu asked quietly with gloomy eyes.

She just feels distressed, so what? The thank you gift is quite heartbreaking. She has always pity men who match her taste.

He Qingyu is not a dark protagonist, so she doesn't need to support him.

"Is what Xie Li said true?"

Her lips trembled, pretending to be questioning.

"Do you believe me or do you want to thank me?"

"Of course I... believe in my brother."

Now is not the time to break up with He Qingyu. she whispered.

"Then go back."

She turned to go back to the bedroom.

"Su Mingxue!!"

"Come down and see me!"

"Do you hate me so much?!!! You won't give me even three minutes!!"

Seeing that she was about to leave, the voice of thanks came again through the rain.

Su Mingxue finally couldn't help but turned around and saw the thank you who was soaked in the rain.

The rain flowed down his chin, and his face was full of pain and grievance.

"Just give me three minutes!!"

"Otherwise I wouldn't have left!"

"I will talk to you today even if I die!!!"

"cough!!"

Xie Li, who was choked by the rain, coughed loudly. He didn't want to be in such a mess.

But when he saw his sweetheart whom he had not seen for three months, he couldn't care so much.

He didn't know that loving someone would be so torturous, that he would be distracted and heartbroken if he couldn't see Su Mingxue.

It can be seen that my heart aches even more.

It made his nasal passages sore and made him shed tears.

Fortunately, the rain preserved the last trace of dignity for him.

Su Mingxue couldn't see him crying.

"Brother, let me go down and explain it clearly to him."

Afraid that Xie Li would go crazy and get into trouble, she couldn't help but speak.

When had Su Mingxue ever cared about other people's feelings?

He Qingyu's light-colored lips were tightened, and the lip line was stretched into a straight line, and he looked towards her.

Su Mingxue met his cold blue eyes, and her body involuntarily wanted to take a step back. But he grabbed her waist and dragged her back.

He Qingyu's fingertips touched her red and swollen lips and rubbed them back and forth.

"Don't tell me, you like him?"