It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that Concubine Ye stood on the terrace, her cheeks hurt from the cold wind and snow, but she also woke up a little from the chaos.

Concubine Ye stood in front of the railing, looking into the distance, her vision became extremely wide, but on a tall building diagonally opposite, a set of slides were projected.

And this set of slides is no one else's, it is Su Mohan and Ye Ya's, Su Mohan is as cold and noble as ever in a delicate and decent suit, Ye Ya is wearing a white wedding dress and snuggling on his shoulder, smiling happily.

Several wedding photos are interspersed with the grand scene of the wedding, the tall champagne tower reflects the colorful light, and after the lavish and dazzling wedding photos, the final scene of the slideshow is frozen on two bright red marriage certificates.

Concubine Ye stood in place with cold hands and feet, the blood all over her body seemed to stop flowing, and the slide paused for a while and then played again again, she stood in place and stubbornly stared at the dazzling display screen, letting the pictures above linger on her heart again and again.

It turns out that even the wedding photos have already been taken?

How did she not know when this happened?

Time passed in a flash, the sky gradually darkened, and the display screen on the building became more and more bright, tirelessly repeating it again and again, as if announcing their happiness to the world.

Concubine Ye had been standing there, motionless, but as time passed, her gaze on the screen gradually began to blur, blurring so much that she could barely see what was being shown on it.

The door on the terrace was suddenly opened, and the housekeeper looked towards the door, and saw that it was Su Mohan coming back, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "Young master." ”

"Go down." Su Mohan spoke in a deep voice, and his eyes fell on the slender back in the snow.

The housekeeper retreated quietly, Su Mohan stood in front of the door and gently closed the door of the terrace, followed Concubine Ye's gaze to the display screen in the distance, and slowly lowered his eyes.

In fact, he already knew that it was impossible to hide it from her, but he still deceived himself and hoped that she would know later, even if it was only for one point, even if it was only for a second.

Su Mohan put one hand in his trouser pocket and stood in front of the door for a long time, just staring at Concubine Ye's back quietly.

It's just that Concubine Ye hasn't looked back, even if she knows that he has returned.

"Let's go downstairs, it's too cold in here." After more than ten minutes, Su Mohan finally couldn't help but step forward and take Concubine Ye's hand.

Concubine Ye still stood in place without the slightest reaction, and the moment Su Mohan touched her little hand, his heart was irrepressible and painful.

The originally white and delicate little hand was like a piece of ice ballast at the moment, stiff and cold without any temperature, and it was cold along his palm to his heart.

Su Mohan saw that Concubine Ye was still standing still, and took off his coat to drape it over her shoulders.

But at the moment when the clothes just fell on Concubine Ye's shoulders, Concubine Ye suddenly took two steps back, sideways avoided his clothes, and looked at him with an extremely indifferent gaze.

The gray wool coat slid directly into the snow on the ground, Su Mohan's hand stiffened, his eyes fell to the ground along the coat, staring at the clothes lying there quietly and lost his mind.

She hid from him?

She just rejected him like that?

Don't even want to accept a piece of his clothing?

Su Mohan stared at the clothes on the ground for a long time, his teeth clenched very tightly, until a fishy astringency filled his mouth, and then he slowly raised his head to look at Concubine Ye in front of him.

His heart throbbed again when he touched her gaze, and her cold, unfamiliar gaze almost suffocated him, like a drowning in a desperate struggle.