Chapter 1242 Don’t Forgive Him

Seeing her calm expression, he was in no mood at all.

Her indifferent expression seemed like she really didn't like herself at all.

Maupassant's heart sank and tightened, and his anger grew stronger.

He stood up from her suddenly and shouted angrily: "Let's go! If you like Cheng Xichen, go with him!"

Huang Ling was startled by his drink, and the tears that she had managed to hold back overflowed again.

She sat up and said bitterly while arranging her clothes: "You are so cruel that you don't even leave me an explanation."

Huang Ling was very sad.

After arranging her clothes, she ran out.

Maupassant stood there stiffly, with his hands at his sides clenched tightly.

My chest was filled with anger, and my heart was filled with pain.

She likes Cheng Xichen...

That woman actually liked Cheng Xichen.

"Ahhh..." He vented his anger and the pain in his heart, and punched the soft sofa with his fists——

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Huang Ling ran out of the tall building while crying.

Outside, there are already neon lights.

The autumn night wind blows very cool, and it goes into the heart and skull of the grieving person.

Huang Ling stood under the street lamp. The warm yellow light stretched her shadow long, making her look extremely lonely and helpless.

Maybe because she didn't dare to cry when she saw the crowd, she held back her tears.

With red eyes, she raised her head and looked at the sky.

The Mid-Autumn Festival had just passed, and the moon in the sky was still so round, but her relationship with Maupassant was not as round as the moon.

The moon cannot always be round, and love cannot last long——

Huang Ling gritted her teeth and was very angry, Maupassant, even if you don't like Aina, why do you want to provoke her? Give her a chance?

When Huang Ling returned home, Liu Fengfeng and Cheng Xichen were sitting in the living room, watching TV and chatting.

There are a lot of food, snacks, and fruits on the coffee table.

Liu Fengfeng was nibbling melon seeds, and Cheng Xichen was eating fruit.

They were watching an anti-Japanese film and the fight was intense.

Cheng Xichen likes to watch this kind of fierce and exciting movies that make the blood boil all over his body.

"If you like this kind of movie so much, you should really like being a soldier. Why don't you like being a soldier?" Liu Fengfeng asked in confusion.

Cheng Xichen said with a smile: "I like to watch this kind of movies, it's just a hobby, it's not my dream. And now that the world is at peace, I personally feel that being a soldier doesn't have the dignity of a warrior like fighting against Japan."

"Who said the world is peaceful? Some time ago, country B was beaten by country L." Liu Fengfeng said.

"Anyway, my dream is not to be a soldier." Cheng Xichen said. Seeing Huang Ling come back, he was surprised: "Come back so soon?"

He thought Huang Ling would stay at Maupassant's place overnight.

Liu Fengfeng raised her head when she heard the sound, looked at Huang Ling who came in, and asked, "Have you made everything clear to Maupassant?"

Cheng Xichen told her that Huang Ling went to Maupassant's place.

Huang Ling nodded: "Yes."

It's not made clear, but for her, the result is the same, break up.

"This Maupassant seems to be a good person, but he did such a thing, which really disappoints me." Thinking of Maupassant's betrayal of Huang Ling, Liu Fengfeng became angry, and she was quite angry.

Cheng Xichen heard this and looked at Liu Fengfeng funny, "Auntie, what did Coach Mo do to disappoint you?"

"Cheating!"

"Mom, don't say it so harshly. If a man is unmarried and a woman is unmarried, there's no such thing as cheating." Huang Ling said lightly.

"What is it if it's not cheating? What do you mean?"

"Cheating."

When Liu Fengfeng heard this, she sneered, and then cursed: "I don't care if it's cheating or cheating, it's him who can't help you, so don't forgive him!"