Dangerous love of a wealthy family: a warrant for fleeing his wife at a sky-high price

"Hello ma'am, would you like something to drink?" a young flight attendant stopped in front of her and asked her.

She didn't dare to turn her head, afraid that others would see her inexplicable tears, so she could only give her a quick look at her pretending to be calm, and told her, "Thank you, coffee."

She quickly turned her head to the window again, but then she heard the person sitting next to her say to the flight attendant: "She can't drink coffee, give her juice instead, thank you."

At the moment when he heard this familiar voice, Jing Shaji turned around suddenly, and saw the small black tear mole in the corner of his eye for the first time.

"Lo..."

"Have you heard of it? The reason why the earth is round is because God wants those who are lost or lost to meet again." Luo Xuan had a soft smile on his face, looking at her tear-stained face, Gently wipe away the tears for her.

"I'm sorry Xiaosha, I can't leave you." He gently wiped her tears with his fingers, his eyes full of reluctance, "...It was so hard to meet again, I can't leave you no matter what.... Xiaosha, I definitely don't want to make you feel burdened. If my presence makes you feel uncomfortable, then you can treat me as a stranger. Xiaosha, I will not interfere with your life, but don't leave my sight , is that okay? Even if it’s just looking at you from afar..."

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It was already late at night after the group's high-level decision-making meeting. Han Ziye walked out of the conference hall and drove back home by himself.

Han Ziye drove the car to the Empire State Building without knowing it. He didn't get out of the car, but just sat in the car in a daze. There seemed to be an extremely huge hole in his heart, which was expanding infinitely every second, and his body was hollowed out up.

Opening the door and entering the house, Han Ziye didn't turn on the light, just stood at the door, looking at the dark and deserted room, as if he still couldn't believe that Jingshaji had left his world just like that.

With a "pop", something fell to the ground, and Han Ziye couldn't help being startled, that incredible idea was destroyed before it took shape.

A cat meowed in the dark, but the little Labrador rushed out, seeing Han Ziye rubbing and jumping, somersaulting all over the floor.

He froze for a moment, then slowly squatted down, the puppy immediately climbed onto his lap, and crawled awkwardly into his arms.

Han Ziye didn't push him away with disgust as usual, but sat directly on the floor, let Pomegranate Sister nest on his lap, gently stroked the little fluff on her back, and suddenly remembered that he was doing it for He took pomegranate back in a fit of anger, and the puppy howled almost every night in those days. Sleeping with the pomegranate all night, the pomegranate stopped making trouble.

"Do you miss her too..." He lightly stroked Pomegranate's hair, dazed.

In fact, Han Ziye felt very aggrieved when he first moved here. He always felt that the house was too small, as if he was trapped in a cage, but now, he just sat in the dark living room, The splendor of the city at night will occasionally be reflected in the room, but the neon lights thrown into the darkness only make him feel that the whole room is deserted.

Han Ziye just sat motionless in the dark, and after sitting for a while, she walked into the studio of Thorny Seabuckthorn and turned on the light in the studio. The easel she used was covered with a white cloth, and the whole room was cleaned completely. The room is filled with desolation that things are right and people are wrong.

But, even so, he still clearly remembered the way she was standing in front of the easel and wielding a pen, so serious, her eyes full of determination and passion.

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That’s all for today, and we’ll update [-] times a day starting tomorrow, so please allow me to accumulate for one night first. In addition, happy new year, babes~~Memoda~~~