Chapter 1493 My Boyfriend Will Leave Me, and He Won't Leave Me Either

Facing Yue Tingfeng, Arthur's face had a different attitude from that when he faced Yan Qingsi, an invisible toughness.

Yue Tingfeng said calmly: "Of course my wife needs to have her own life. I respect her hobbies of making friends and her little secrets, but... my wife treats you as a friend, but you may not? We are all men, it's good for everyone to know it, and there is no need to make some things too clear."

Yue Tingfeng was about to open the car door after he finished speaking, and he suddenly remembered something and said in the tone of a male host: "By the way, welcome Mr. Arthur to my house tomorrow, see you tomorrow."

Yue Tingfeng opened the car door and went up.

As the car drove away, Arthur's smile became a little complicated, and his blue eyes sank a little bit, revealing an inexplicable coldness.

On the way back, Yue Tingfeng didn't say a word, and Yan Qingsi was also thinking about her own things.

When the two of them put their heads together and went home together, they didn't say a word.

Yue Tingfeng kept waiting for Yan Qingsi to speak, but she was always immersed in her own world thinking about her own things, and didn't notice that he was in a bad mood.

Yue Tingfeng gritted his teeth. Isn't this too much of a neglect?

When they got home, Mrs. Yue and the fifth sister-in-law were not there. They probably went to the supermarket to buy things.

The two went upstairs. Yan Qingsi took off her coat and sat on the chair. It was not until Yue Tingfeng brought her a cup of hot water that she finally came to her senses.

Yan Qingsi looked up: "You..."

Yue Tingfeng didn't look at her. He didn't take off his clothes or shoes. He dragged her cotton over, squatted down, took off the short boots on her feet, touched her feet and felt that they were very cold, and got up to adjust the temperature of the central air conditioner in the house.

Yan Qingsi finally felt that Yue Tingfeng was in a bad mood. He was angry. She knew what he was angry about, but even so, he still took good care of her.

Yue Tingfeng turned around and looked at Yan Qingsi, just in time to meet her eyes.

Yan Qingsi: "Don't you have anything to ask?"

Yue Tingfeng: "Anything you want to tell me?"

They spoke at the same time.

On the way back, Yue Tingfeng didn't say a word, and now he finally couldn't help it.

Yan Qingsi pointed to the chair next to her, and Yue Tingfeng came over and sat down.

She asked: "What do you want to hear?"

"That man."

Yan Qingsi thought for a moment and said: "Before, I thought he was my friend, a very good friend. At that time, I thought that Arthur would be my best friend in my life. Maybe even if I fell in love and my boyfriend left me, he would not leave me."

Yue Tingfeng clenched his fists: "You actually believe in him so much? Then... what about now?"

Since she said she thought so before, it must not be the case now.

Yan Qingsi sighed: "Now... probably not."

"Why?" Yue Tingfeng immediately asked, he felt from Yan Qingsi's melancholy expression that there must be something else behind.

Yan Qingsi reached out and touched Yue Tingfeng's face, saying, "Actually, I've been thinking about whether to tell you these days. I've also been deliberately not thinking about some things, because I cherish that friendship very much. When I was in the most difficult time, it was him... who accompanied me. He really is what I always thought, a very important person."

The first person Yan Qingsi met abroad who was willing to help her was Arthur. When she was visited by the god of death many times, it was Arthur who helped her escape.

Yan Qingsi treated Arthur as more than just a simple friend. She regarded him as a friend of life and death.