Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Jun Moyan recalled the man in white who had a relationship in the woods that night, but he didn't feel a trace of confidence in his heart.

He could see that Ye Qi liked Xiaoguai no less than him.

There is such a good person who likes, protects, and pampers. If Xiaoguai doesn't understand men and women, he will be different to Ye Qi, right?

It's not that Jun Moyan doesn't have confidence in himself, or that he doesn't believe in Wen Xiaoai's feelings for him, but that Ye Qi is really an opponent who is so powerful that he is not even qualified to "join the war".

Wen Xiaoai's sudden departure made him even more flustered and couldn't help thinking about it...

Jun Moyan sat in the car for a long, long time, sometimes sober and confused.

Overnight, he seemed to have lost everything and became nothing.

Wealth, power, power, life, soul, happiness... and even the surrounding air seemed to have been taken away by Wen Xiaoai.

All that was left for him was the pain in his heart.

But he didn't even have the strength to vent a few yells, just so quietly in a daze, thinking wildly.

He didn't even know what to do when he connected, his life was completely disrupted, and he was at a loss.

I don't know how long it took, Jun Moyan recovered.

He took a deep look at the woods, then retracted his gaze, and drove away...toward the capital...

At the end of the five-hour drive, Jun Moyan returned to Wuyuan with exhaustion.

The room between him and Wen Xiaoai was colder than ever before.

On the floor next to the bed, there are scattered all the snacks he bought for Wen Xiaoai...

Jun Moyan took off his **** coat and left it outside before entering the room.

Step by step, I walked to the bedside, feeling that the surroundings were a bit terrifyingly quiet.

Obviously, when Wen Xiaoai didn't show up, he enjoyed the silence, but now, he can't stand it.

Accustomed to Wen Xiaoai's noisiness, and accustomed to her presence, he can no longer get used to the calm before.

He came to the bed, bent down, and stiffly picked up several bags on the ground one by one.

These are all Xiaoguai loves to eat, can not be thrown on the ground, she will feel distressed.

Picking up the things and putting them on the bedside table, Jun Moyan sat down by the bed.

He stretched out his hand, picked up Wen Xiaoai's pillow, and hugged it in his arms.

Thinking of Wen Xiaoai taking away his pillow before he left, Jun Moyan felt sweet and astringent in his heart.

He suddenly remembered something, and quickly took out the phone and connected the charger.

After turning on the phone, he saw a dozen missed calls. He clicked on it and ignored the missed calls from Tsing Yi and the company. He only looked at the three missed calls Wen Xiaoai called him yesterday morning...

His cell phone was turned off at the time, and she couldn't get through, so it must be anxious.

Jun Moyan looked at the missed call from Wen Xiaoai, holding hope smaller than dust, and dialed out...

Knowing that it was impossible, he still did.

He held his breath and waited quietly.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is temporarily out of the service area, please redial later..."

The last glimmer of hope in my heart was so ruthlessly extinguished.

Jun Moyan was disheartened, quit, and then opened WeChat.

He looked at the top column, the number twenty-seven displayed in the red circle, and he was reluctant to click to check what Wen Xiaoai had sent him.

This is his last spiritual sustenance.

However, unable to resist the temptation in the end, he clicked on.