In the early hours of the morning, the plane landed in New York, and it was raining when Qing Huan walked out of the airport.

After getting into the taxi, Qing Huan said an address, and the car followed the winding elevated road, gradually penetrating into the veins of the city, and walking through the forest of high-rise buildings. Leng Yu knocked on the car window, she stared out the window a little distracted, and she didn't know if her guess was right, could he be there?

After getting out of the car, Qing Huan stood in this familiar neighborhood, where he had lived for nearly four years, looking at the still tall French plane trees on both sides of the road, which had not yet fallen their yellow leaves in this season, and the branches and leaves were staggered in mid-air. Gradually, the rain stopped, and countless branches and leaves arched around, cutting the rain-like sky into tiny cracks, and the sound of rain falling on the branches was ticking. Occasionally, elaborate roofs can be seen on both sides of the road, behind tall French plane trees and fences.

She took a deep breath and rang the doorbell, but no one answered the door for a long time. When I called Chen Yidong's mobile phone again, it was still turned off.

Qing Huan stood at the door for a long time, a faint disappointment rose in his heart, and a feeling of hunger and cold struck. I had to turn around and drag the box to leave. When she was standing at the intersection waiting for a taxi, she suddenly saw a sign of a real estate agent standing next to the apartment, she was stunned for a moment, unconsciously took out her mobile phone, and dialed the number on it.

Pay the deposit, sign the contract, and then pack your things and move them to the new apartment, everything went very smoothly, on the second night, Qing Huan had already taken a shower, stood by the window with a glass of red wine, lifted the corner of the curtain and looked next door, only to see that it was still dark.

She looked quietly in that direction, and suddenly felt that as her mood slowly calmed down, some things also became more open, and since returning to China, the relationship with Chen Yidong has been antagonistic, conflicting, and tentative, but it is also tempting and agitating with each other. And looking back now, it is gentle, understanding, and longing.

She thought that she had resentment, despair, and forced herself to forget about the long separation, but she had to admit that he had never faded away in her heart, but was buried deep in a corner of her heart, and once she wiped off the thick layer of dust on her face, many things became clear.

Yes, she still loved him, and that love never stopped.

The computer placed on the desktop rang dripping, Qing Huan turned his head to look over, and the video chat window popped up, flashing Tang Tang's avatar on it.

"Wendy, good news for you. After the video was connected, Tang Tang said a little excitedly, "The blogger who hacked you on the Internet was found out by us, she admitted that a lot of the things that write about you are someone who gave her some misleading photos, and then asked her to write you as embarrassingly as possible, in fact, she doesn't know you at all, all the evidence accusing you was given by others, she just took money to write according to the person's requirements." ”

Qing Huan was silent for a moment before asking softly, "How did you find her?"

"I have a brother in college who is very good at computers, and we can find out where she is based on the IP address of the person who published the article, and then we pretend to be a customer who went to her to talk about cooperation, and we asked her out, and we held her down on the spot, and after only a few threats, she said everything. Tang Tang said with some righteous indignation, "Now these people really have no professional ethics, and they really dare to write things that they don't know, and they don't want to think about how much trouble she will bring to others after these articles are sent......

"Did she say who told her to do that?" Qing Huan asked again.

"We also asked about this, but she said that the person contacted her on the Internet, and the avatar photo used was obviously fake, so I didn't know what the real identity of that person was, Ye Shan and I were both guessing, NE is the most likely, I heard that they have been in contact with Lang Mu's people again in the past few days. ”

Qing Huan was suddenly a little speechless, not knowing what kind of feeling was in his heart at the moment.

Tang Tang looked at her and understood that she was sad because of Lang Mu's matter, but things had reached such a point, so there was no way to do it, and after thinking about it, he said with a smile: "That blogger promised us to apologize to you on the Internet, explaining that the things that were spread before were all false and without real evidence, so that Wendy's reputation can be saved." ”

Qing Huan smiled, it would be nice if it could really be so easily reversed, the matter has spread, the person who should believe it has already believed it, and he will not feel that the previous rumors are false because of an apology letter, and the purpose of the person behind the command has been achieved, which is the most important thing.

However, Tang Tang's approach still made her feel a little warm, so she still sincerely thanked her: "Thank you, Tang Tang." ”

Tang Tang's face turned red, and he said a little embarrassedly: "It's not my credit alone, thanks to Ye Shan reminding me, I thought of going to someone to check that IP address." ”

Qing Huan was slightly stunned, remembering Ye Shan's appearance that she didn't care about anything except work, and then smiled from the bottom of her heart.

On Friday night, Andy Zhang's birthday, she held a private party in her villa, and Qing Huan was also on the list of invitees, and she went to the jewelry store in the evening to pick up a gift, and then went to the villa.

Andy Zhang looked very happy when he saw her, and after accepting the gift with a pleasant face, he introduced a few of his friends who had a good personal relationship to her, and then went to entertain other guests, Qinghuan and the new acquaintances around him politely dealt with it, and then turned around to go to the cup of drink, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Frank standing not far from him, and he was talking to a few girls beside him.

It was evident that he had seen himself too, and the surprise on his face flashed, and then he said a few words to the beautiful woman around him, and strode towards him.

"Hey, Wendy, when did you come back and why didn't you tell me?" Frank looked like he was in a good mood.

"We're not familiar with that yet, are we?" said Qing Huan after taking a cocktail.

"I have to say, after all these years, your indifference still makes me feel sad. Frank pursed his lips and clutched his chest and said reproachfully, "Sometimes I wonder if your heart is made of stone, and it can't be warmed no matter how you cover it." ”

Qing Huan ignored him, just looked at his smug appearance, raised his eyebrows and said, "I thought you should be frustrated for a while if you were squeezed off the stage by David, looking at your current appearance, it seems that you don't care." ”

"Don't you look at who I am, can I be defeated by a stinky boy?" said Frank with some smugness, "a momentary victory or defeat doesn't mean anything, if I was the one who collapsed because of this little thing, then I would have jumped off the building and killed myself when Morgan let me go." ”

Qing Huan suddenly seemed to remember something, squinted his eyes, and looked at him and said in a somewhat unkind tone, "You shouldn't have done what I did in China, right?"

"What's the matter?" Frank looked at her with wide eyes and some innocence.

"Lang Mu regretted at the last moment of signing the contract, and now you NE are actively contacting Lang Mu, is there no hand behind this matter?" Qing Huan stared at him and asked.

"I swear to God that this matter really has nothing to do with me. After hearing this, Frank had a wronged expression, "Although I can fight with David now, I haven't interfered in Lang Mu's affairs anymore, he has always been in charge, if you don't believe me, you can go and inquire, I'm so busy with the project in my hand that I can't get out of my body now, how can I have time to take care of Lang Mu's affairs, and as far as I know, David was also very surprised by Lang Mu's temporary change of hexagram, and finally attributed this matter to his own luck." ”

Qing Huan glanced at him suspiciously, and his heart suddenly felt a little heavy, if it wasn't for NE's handwriting, who would it be?

After the party, Qing Huan refused Frank's offer to send her home, and returned to the apartment with some heavy hearts, and when she got out of the car, she still looked at the apartment next door, her eyes suddenly widened, and the apartment that had been dark for two days was lit up with a soft yellow light tonight.

She suddenly felt a violent emotion rolling in her heart, but that fierce and silent, could it be him? Qing Huan walked towards the door of the apartment step by step with some heavy steps.

The doorbell rang, and it didn't take long for footsteps to sound from inside, and the door opened with a squeak, and when Qing Huan took a breath and raised his head, he was stunned.

"Mr. Gu?" Chen Yidong's assistant looked at her in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Qing Huan felt that his breathing was a little sluggish, and said with difficulty: "Do you live here? Where is Chen Yidong?"

"This is not my house, it belongs to Mr. Chen, I just happened to come to the United States to do some errands, and I came over to help him clean up. The assistant scratched the back of his head and said.

"Doesn't he live here?" asked Qing Huan with some disappointment.

The assistant shook his head, "Mr. Chen stayed here for a few days before and then left. ”

"Do you know where he is now?"

"I don't know," the assistant replied honestly, "Mr. Chen has not explained his whereabouts, and he only contacted me by email if he has any problems." ”

The hope in Qing Huan's eyes faded little by little, and he spoke a little weakly: "If he contacts you next time, can you help me tell him that I'm looking for him?"

The assistant was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"Thank you. Qing Huan turned around and walked towards his apartment with some lost soul.

"Mr. Gu," the assistant suddenly stopped her, "Mr. Chen was still in Paris when he emailed me two days ago, but I don't know if he is still ......."

Qing Huan paused and turned around suddenly.