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"Don't worry, everything is up to me." She patted her hand, her blue eyes overflowing with pampering.

Jason stayed late this time before leaving.

Later, Zijing talked to him about Mu Siyao, Mu Sijie, and even Huo Yifeng...

Jason listened with a smile, interjecting a sentence or two from time to time.

Time passed quickly, and it was past ten o'clock in the evening when Jason got up to leave.

Of course, for the bustling and noisy San Francisco, the real nightlife has just begun.

Because they talked about Mu Siyao and the others just now, after Jason left, Zijing called Mu Siyao first.

On the phone, Mu Siyao complained a lot about her leaving without saying goodbye, and at the same time, she was deeply worried about her.

She persuaded Mu Siyao with kind words.

Later, she made another phone call to Huo Yifeng and Mu Sijie.

During the phone call, Huo Yifeng advised her not to think about it, and just take care of her body.

Mu Sijie was still on a business trip in France, and when he found out that she and Chu Jinyan were going to divorce, he was about to burn with anger.

But he suppressed his anger and told Zijing to be more open about everything, and he would help her vent her anger after returning to China.

There was a wry smile on Zijing's lips, and she said: "Brother Mu, don't worry about it anymore, I am determined to divorce him, and no one can change it."

But Mu Sijie said: "Xiaoluo, I don't want to care about your divorce with him, I just want to teach him a lesson, why didn't he know how to cherish you, why did he let you go."

Thinking about some time ago, the man promised and promised, begged and begged, that he gave Xiaoluo to him to protect. Unexpectedly, in less than a month, he would take the initiative to let Xiaoluo go, and even let Xiaoluo A foreign man took Xiao Luo away, which he, Mu Sijie, could not tolerate.

"Okay, Brother Mu, Xiao Luo doesn't want you to fight or even fight with that man because of me. Divorce is what Xiao Luo proposed on her own initiative and she wanted to do with all her heart. The fate between me and him has long since come to an end. In the next step, I will take a good rest for a while and then make plans.”

When Zijing finished talking with Mu Sijie, she looked out the window of the bedroom in the apartment building towards the distance of the community in the dark, feeling a lot of loneliness and sadness in her heart.

In the neat rows of tall buildings and tall buildings, beams of light shot out, like bunches of sharp arrows, piercing into her heart, seeming to be able to pierce her heart, gurgling blood.

Pain is the only feeling.

Every window and bunch of lights represent a warm home.

Home?Where does Ye Zijing still have a home?
She is like a miserable lone goose, licking/licking wounded and bleeding wounds in a foreign country.

Once, she also had a warm home. Although there was no mother in the family, only a father, she still felt warm and contented.

But she was forced by that man time and time again to live in a different place, living alone in this world.

Although she was surrounded by a few sincere friends who treated her like family, no matter what, they still couldn't replace the warmth and satisfaction from her family.

father!

The eyes were moist, and in the blur, she seemed to see her father's kind and honest face again in the deep night, his thick lips were slightly parted, and he smiled, as if calling her: "Xiaoluo..."

"Dad..." The scenery in front of her eyes gradually blurred, and she felt sore, she couldn't help but speak softly, and called out...

Her gaze moved down slowly unconsciously, and when she moved to a certain point on the path downstairs in the community, she suddenly stopped her gaze, and an unbelievable light burst out from Shui Lulu's beautiful eyes.

Under the faint street lights, beside the alley, beside a black Chevrolet car, a blond man with blue eyes wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and tie leaned leisurely against the car with his tall and stalwart body.

He was smoking a cigarette with his hands buried, so he didn't look at her standing by the window on the fifth floor, but Zijing suddenly understood why the man who should have left long ago didn't start the car for a long time, Instead, it stopped under the window of a certain woman.

Jason!

Such an excellent and perfect man shouldn't pay so much for a crippled woman.

The man downstairs who had been smoking a cigarette suddenly raised his head and looked at the window that was so familiar.

The moment the man's eyes moved to the window, Zijing suddenly turned around and covered her mouth.

Tears, which could no longer be suppressed, flowed out violently.

With her back against the hard and cold wall, her heart was already muddy.

He would always inadvertently make moves that would move her to such an extent.

Jason, why are you so stupid?As the youngest and most promising well-known business elite in San Francisco, he has great power. It can be said that he can get what he wants. I don’t know how many noble daughters and ladies from famous families want to squeeze into their Crichton family. The favorite of the young heads of the Creighton family, they have all ended in failure without exception for so many years.

Ye Bauhinia, how could he be able to occupy his heart alone, and make him treat her so infatuatedly?

Jason, that's really silly.

After a long time, my mood gradually calmed down, I drew the curtains, walked to the head of the bed, and turned off the wall lamp, then Zijing fumbled to the window again, pulled up the corner of the curtains, and looked at the path under the street lamp, at this moment, the man was already sitting in the cab.

Sniffing, she dialed his cell phone.

She saw him quickly take out his phone and answer it.

"Hello..." a low, slightly hoarse male voice.

"Jason, it's me. Where are you now? Did you get home safely?" She said, but there was a hint of sourness in her voice.

"Jing, your voice is wrong. Did you cry just now?" The voice of the man on the other end of the phone was tentative and cautious, and showed his worry and concern without leaving a trace.

"Uh... no, I felt a little uncomfortable in my throat just now, but I've already drank heat-clearing and detoxifying tea. Jason, it's getting late, so be careful when driving on the road."

"Well, I will, Jing, don't worry, I'm almost home, good night!"

"Good night." Jason.

After hanging up the phone, she finally heard the sound of the car starting. Seeing the car gradually driving away, she walked towards the big bed with mixed feelings.

She suddenly felt that she should take some time to have a good talk with Jason. She couldn't delay such an outstanding man any longer.

She is not worth it!

*
China City C, the Chu family mansion.

When Chu Jinyan appeared again, Su Rong couldn't believe her eyes.

She was very excited, and she stood up from the sofa in the living room at once, with excitement shining in her eyes: "Ayan, are you back?"

Chu Jinyan's face was calm and calm. He walked slowly to the coffee table and stood opposite her. Then, he took out two small green notebooks from the document bag he was carrying, and threw them on the On the coffee table: "This is the divorce certificate between me and Ye Zijing. The divorce time happened to be the day before the scandal broke out, so the Chu family can hold a press conference and explain clearly that Ye Zijing did not cheat within marriage, and I have not been cuckolded." .”

Su Rong picked up the divorce certificate from the table, flipping through it with trembling hands in disbelief.

It was indeed the divorce certificate of Ye Zijing and Chu Jinyan.

"Ayan..." She raised her face and shouted in a trembling voice still in disbelief.

He really divorced that woman!Is he going to throw everything away to save the Chu family?
If, in the afternoon, Qiao Yaying could fly to City C, and with this divorce certificate, the Chu family could indeed stabilize for the time being.

"Don't call me, I've broken up with you. From now on, I, Chu Jinyan, will no longer be your son, Su Rong, and you, Su Rong, will no longer be my mother." Chu Jinyan gritted his teeth and said, While speaking, he continued to take out a large A4 piece of paper from the file bag, "Mrs. Chu, this is my letter of resignation. Please allow me to resign as the chief and president of the Chu Corporation."

Su Rong held the resignation letter that Chu Jinyan forcefully stuffed into her palm. She felt that the blood in her whole body froze instantly and could no longer flow. Her fingernails pierced through the thin paper and pinched into her palm. She stays awake.

"Chu Jinyan, what do you mean?" Su Rong was so angry that she threw the letter of resignation at the man opposite.

"It's not interesting." Chu Jinyan pursed his lips lightly, letting the letter of resignation slip from his face, "It's what you think."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left the big house with big strides, step by step, slowly but with great ease.

"Chu Jinyan... come back... come back..." Su Rong became furious and shouted sharply.

At this moment, where does she have any image?
The heartache came surging, her life's plan, her life's pursuit, was going to be ruined?
no no!She must never let this happen.

In desperation, she pushed the coffee table away and rushed out like crazy.

"Chu Jinyan, don't let me go!" The woman grabbed Chu Jinyan from behind who was about to open the door.

Chu Jinyan turned around, with a cold sneer on his lips, he said sarcastically: "Mrs. Chu, your son was strangled by you many years ago, why don't you let me go now? I'll tell you again You say, I am no longer someone's son, so I have..." The freedom to control myself.

"Pa", a loud slap cut off what he wanted to say, and five fingers showed red marks on Chu Jinyan's fair and handsome face.

"Chu Jinyan, don't dream, blood relationship, is it you who want to break it off?"

People often describe the relationship between mother and child in this way, "Mother and child are connected", "Blood is thicker than water", "Licking love"...

But Chu Jinyan rarely found the scenes described by these idioms in his mother.

His mother never cared about him as a beloved child, but only encouraged him to work harder and harder. She regarded him as a tool to fight for her power and a pawn to make her feel proud in the aristocratic circle. ...

Trying to open his eyes, he restrained the feeling of dizziness, then, in a strange and cold voice, he nodded to the somewhat blurred woman's face: "Alright, this slap is a slap for us. The only bit of affection between mother and child is destroyed. Su Rong, I hope I will never see you again in this lifetime."