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Zhou Linxia was very unhappy about the fact that Gong Yumo deliberately arranged Zhou Linxia's residence in an apartment in the city, but she couldn't say anything.

It takes at least an hour to drive from Gong Yumo's villa in the urban area.

In other words, she could have been with him day and night, but she would have to waste hours on the road every day to see him!

Zhou Linxia angrily kicked over the suitcase standing at his feet, and the suitcase fell to the ground with a bang.

She walked to the sofa with her mobile phone, clicked on the webpage to check the latest news in China, rummaged through and removed a few celebrity scandals, there was no news that she was interested in.

She threw the phone on the sofa with a sneer in her heart.

She really overestimated Tang Siyin. She originally thought that if she told her the big news of Gong Yumo and An Xiaoyue's divorce, she would immediately find the media to expose it.

Unexpectedly, such a long time has passed, and no wind has been heard.

According to the explosiveness of the news, the network should be paralyzed the second the media got the news.

After all, Gong Yumo's wedding of the century was grand and grand at that time, and An Xiaoyue's ending is so embarrassing today.

but it does not matter.

She stood in front of the window and raised a satisfied smile.

Gong Yumo is now determined to leave An Xiaoyue, as long as the gap between the two of them grows wider, An Xiaoyue will never be able to return to Gong Yumo's side.

And she, now living in the same land as Gong Yumo, could see him anytime.

She is not like that idiot Tang Siyin, who puts her own gains and losses first, and married the Gong family for her own benefit.

She, Zhou Linxia, ​​has loved Gong Yumo for so many years and endured it for so many years. As long as she is sincere enough, she doesn't believe that she can't warm Gong Yumo's heart.

In the coffee shop filled with soft music, An Xiaoyue put a stack of banknotes wrapped in kraft paper bags on the table, and then pushed them to Sister Zhang who was opposite.

She smiled and said, "Sister Zhang, you have worked hard for me these past few years. This is a little bit of my heart. I hope you can accept it."

Sister Zhang looked sadly at the smiling An Xiaoyue, "Ma'am."

Realizing that this address was inappropriate, she hurriedly said, "Miss An, are you really separated from the young master?"

Just 10 minutes ago, she was invited to this coffee shop by An Xiaoyue.

Then An Xiaoyue told her a piece of news that shocked her so much that she couldn't get over it now. The wife and the young master actually divorced!
It was clear that she was fine some time ago, but suddenly the wife gave her a long vacation, and then received a call from the wife again, telling her the news of the divorce.

She couldn't accept it for a while, and couldn't believe it.

She is in her early forties and has worked for nearly [-] years. Her eyes have seen all kinds of families.

There are couples who make do with each other, couples who seem to be in harmony, and of course there are many couples whose relationship breaks down.

But she has seen how the wife and the young master get along, and they cannot pretend to be in love. A loving couple, a happy and happy marriage, no matter how you say it, it's over.

There wasn't much sadness on An Xiaoyue's face, she still smiled softly, "Sister Zhang, it's over with him. Although the news is sudden, it's true."

"Ah!" Sister Zhang sighed heavily, and tears fell down the line, "Miss An, there is a sentence that I don't know if I should say it or not."

An Xiaoyue handed her a tissue and said with a smile, "Sister Zhang, I have never treated you as an outsider, you can say anything you want."

Sister Zhang took the tissue and wiped her tears, and said, "Although I am just a servant, I have no right to interfere with the affairs between you and the young master, but my old eyes have seen too many people, I know You and the young master are both good people, and you have always believed that you are in love."

When the words came to her lips, Sister Zhang hesitated, and finally said, "It is said that after ten years of cultivation, you can cross the same boat, and you can sleep together after a hundred years of cultivation. At this point, is there any misunderstanding between you?"

An Xiaoyue's nose was a little sore, she still kept smiling and shook her head, "Sister Zhang, my marriage with him is over, we are over."

"Sister Zhang, I am very grateful for your care for me these past few years. You have always treated us as family members, and I also treat you as family members." An Xiaoyue gently took Sister Zhang's hand on the table and said, "Although I'm a bit reluctant, but the matter has come to this point, and it can't be changed."

Sister Zhang couldn't help crying all the time, and she pushed back the thick stack of banknotes in front of her to An Xiaoyue, "Miss An, I can't accept this money, you have already given me enough, my salary in Mozhai It’s ten times what I’d go elsewhere, and I’m already very grateful, and I absolutely can’t ask for this money.”

"Take it, Miss Zhang." An Xiaoyue held her hand, not letting her evade, "This is my wish, so don't reject me again."

Seeing that she couldn't refuse, Sister Zhang could only hold back her tears and nodded, "I'll accept the money first. If you and the young master reconcile in the future and you still need me, I'll come back anytime and make delicious food for you."

"Okay." An Xiaoyue agreed with a smile.

But she knew very well that this day would never come again.

She and Gong Yumo are like kites with a broken string.

One end flew away with the wind, far away.

And the other end fell to the ground, and the kite could no longer be caught.

The broken thread can no longer be connected together, even if it is connected, there will be a big pimple.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the weather was too hot to breathe.

The ink house without the air conditioner also looked a bit dull.

An orange suitcase stood in the center of the living room, and its owner was reluctantly walking through all the rooms in the Mo house.

From the bedroom to the bathroom, from the guest room to the study room, from the cloakroom to the entertainment room to the swimming room, wherever you look, there are nostalgia.

There is a large field of flowers and grass in the courtyard, which is filled with flowers and plants planted by An Xiaoyue. Now they are growing gratifyingly under the scorching sun, and they are all blooming beautifully.

There are also rows of small strawberries that grow fat.

An Xiaoyue once said that when it bears fruit, she can swing in the garden while eating the strawberries she grew.

At that time, Gong Yumo always smiled at her with crooked eyes, a snack.

She stood in the yard watering them one last time.

He put all the black cards that Gong Yumo had given her on the coffee table in the living room, together with the keys to the sports car he had bought for her.

Everything about her and Gong Yumo starts here and ends here.

She left everything related to him here.

Her luggage is only one box which is not full.

She took nothing with her, because nothing can be taken away.

Can take away, only those broken memories.

The moment the door closed, there was a gust of wind, as if saying goodbye to her.

Standing at the door, she looked back at the place where she had lived for three years, the wedding room of her and Gong Yumo, their former "home".

The corner of her mouth was slightly slightly, and there was an indistinct sadness in her eyes.

She thought she would never come back.

Goodbye, Mo House.