The sweet wife of the rich and wealthy: good night, sir

Xia Ying was going to the airport, but Mu Si didn't dare to stop him, and he knew that even if he went now, it would be too late, Ye Han left two hours ago in a private jet.

"Ma'am, I'll take you there." Mousse said, even though he knew she would not be able to catch up, but in order to ensure her safety, he could only escort her all the way.

Xia Ying was still on the phone, but the other party never answered.

After getting in the car, she sent a text message, just writing - do you want me anymore?

Then Ye Han picked up the call again.

After the call was connected, Xia Ying cried even harder, clutching the phone tightly and calling out his name, "Yehan! Yehan..." crying and begging him, "Don't go, please don't go."

Ye Han knew that she would be sad and cry, but he hoped that she could live strong rather than the temporary pain.

"Xiao Mo, take care of yourself and don't make me worry." He spoke, and his voice was still like warm wind when it came over. It could be heard that he loved her and was distressed.

Xia Ying shook her head and cried, "I don't want it, we agreed to be together, why did you leave? Why did you lie to me?"

Ye Han pursed his lips, wanting to say: Because I want you to live on!

"Xiao Mo, you don't have to wait for me anymore, go and pursue your own happiness again..." He said, and said silently in his heart, Xiao Mo, I love you!Then he hung up the phone.

"Yehan! Yehan..." She called him, but he couldn't hear him anymore, and when he called again, he had already turned off the phone.

"Hmm..." Xia Ying cried all the way, as if she couldn't stop crying.

机场

Their private plane has already left. If she wants to go back to the imperial capital, she can only buy a plane ticket to return, but when she came out of the hotel just now, she didn't take anything, no passport, no ID card, nothing...

Time passed by every minute and every second, and she knew that she was too late!

Mousse saw that she was about to collapse, but he was anxious but didn't know how to comfort her.

Xia Ying squatted on the ground and cried. People coming and going were looking at her. Those who didn't know thought it was Mousse who made her cry. Some people even couldn't see it and started to discuss it.

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"This man is really not a thing. He actually made a woman cry."

"That's right, she was crying so sad that she didn't know how to comfort her, she was just like a wooden man."

"Maybe one wishes to fight and the other suffers? Who can tell the truth about women nowadays!"

"Well, look, she's wearing a famous brand, and the man looks good too. I guess she's... three..."

"Oh, if it's true, then it's a shame."

"It doesn't look like it. This woman is quite temperamental."

"Hehe... who knows!"

There were more and more people watching, Mousse could only kneel down and comfort her, "Madam, don't cry."

Xia Ying was very sad, and there was a voice in her heart telling her that it was too late, it was too late... This made her unacceptable.

Mousse really has nothing to do, so he can only think of a way for her, and he said, "Actually, there is still a way to stop His Highness..."

"What way?" Hearing that he had a way, Xia Ying grabbed his hand and asked again, "What way?"

Mousse said, "His Highness will arrive in the imperial capital in five hours, you can find someone to stop him from going to the hospital..."

Hearing this, Xia Ying immediately thought of many people, and muttered to herself, "Yexing, brother... yes, there are them, and they can do it." Then she quickly called Yexing, but she 's phone doesn't work.