Finally waiting for the day to leave, An Xi was in a heavy mood, she first packed up the things she was going to leave in the bedroom, and took out the suitcase from the cabinet, because it had not been used for a long time, and a thin layer of dust had accumulated on it.

An Xi turned her head and glanced at the place where she had been with her for three years, she was actually reluctant in her heart, but she thought, she really couldn't stay any longer.

Packing up her clothes and some important things, and closing the box, An Xi was already carrying out her escape plan.

Fu Wenqian's phone called, "Xixi, I'll get to the airport before nine o'clock to give you the ticket." ”

An Xi snorted and put something that didn't belong to her on the table.

"What about you, have you put things away?" Fu Wenqian asked, she really admires An Xi, she can do this kind of thing when she goes away, she is strong and independent like An Xi, if she is herself, if she encounters this kind of thing, she will definitely not even have the courage to escape, because Fu Wenqian knows that if she is alone abroad, she will definitely be a dead end, she will not have enough to eat, and she will starve to death!

"I'm cleaning up." An Xi said while holding the phone between his shoulders and sorting out his things.

"Tang Yibei didn't come back, did he? Hey, have you really figured it out? Fu Wenqian was also very nervous over there, it was the first time she did this kind of thing, and she was helping her friend escape, which was simply exciting and sad.

If we are separated this time, I don't know when we will see you again.

"I've already decided, I can't go back, and I can't go back." An Xi replied that she had already made up her mind to leave, and she was fed up with such a life of being restricted every day!

A week later, Tang Yibei was going to force her to get married, and An Xi had no choice but to leave at this time, which was the best way.

Eight o'clock in the evening.

An Xi deliberately went downstairs and asked Yang Xiufen when Tang Yibei would come back.

"Miss An, Mr. called back in the afternoon and said that there was something in the evening and he would come back later." Yang Xiufen responded, looking at An Xi's faint face, Yang Xiufen asked tentatively, "Do you want me to call my husband......

"No need to ......" An Xi refused before Yang Xiufen could finish speaking, her voice was fast and decisive.

Yang Xiufen was a little surprised, Yang Xiufen thought that An Xi missed Mr. Tang, so she went downstairs to ask her, but now the situation doesn't seem to be like this.

It may be that she wanted to escape with Tang Yibei behind her back, An Xi was also a little nervous and flustered, she clenched her palms, and said in a thoughtful tone: "I mean, he is busy with work, don't disturb him." ”

"Oh, by the way, Aunt Yang, you are also tired today, Yibei told me, give you a day off, don't you often nag your grandson, go back and have a look...... An Xi proposed.

She wanted to take Yang Xiufen away, but she was afraid that her escape plan would be exposed, and An Xi should also be fully prepared.

Moreover, Yang Xiufen is Tang Yibei's person, and it is also possible that Tang Yibei sent her to spy on her, and An Xi can't take risks.

"This, I'm afraid it'......" Yang Xiufen's tone was a little hesitant.

An Xi also saw Yang Xiufen's inner wavering, and An Xi continued to persuade: "It's okay, Aunt Yang, you go back and take a look, and when he comes back, I'll just come to greet him......"

"Well, thank you, Miss An."

Yang Xiufen's expression was a little relaxed, she had come to work in this villa for more than a week, and at first she was shocked by the magnificence of this villa, but Yang Xiufen always felt that she was a little less popular, and there was always a little weirdness in the atmosphere between the male host and the hostess, and it happened that she didn't go back for a week, and she thought about her grandson.

Hearing this, An Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Yang Xiufen leave, she immediately moved her suitcase downstairs, in the dead of night, the whole villa was empty, a little lonely.

An Xi called a car, if she was leaving to go to the UK, it would be inconvenient to drive by herself.

Ten minutes later, the driver arrived.

"Hello, is this Miss An? I'm already waiting outside. ”

"Okay, I'll be there shortly."

Hanging up the phone, An Xi took one last look at the villa that she had stayed in for so many years, her heart was a little astringent, a cool breeze blew, she sniffed a little cold, went out, and got on the car to the airport.

……

In the VIP box of the bar.

Several men drank inside.

"Brother Bei, why don't you go back so late? I'm not afraid that my sister-in-law will be lonely at home alone......" One person asked the depressed man who was sitting in the booth next to him drinking with a wine glass.

"Pipixia, what nonsense, as the saying goes, women are like clothes, brothers are like siblings, Brother Bei...... Here, a toast! A man in a black motorcycle suit patted the man who had just spoken, and his tone of voice had the temperament of a gentleman, and he casually leaned his long legs on the long coffee table in front of him, and his sitting posture was very bohemian.

"You can pull it!" Fu Wenci laughed out loud as if he had heard some joke.

In other men, women are like clothes, and brothers are like siblings, but in that man, this is the opposite

Target! Is it simply heavy color and light friendly?

Fu Wenci still remembers that Tang Yibei is bound to win An Xi, and he shattered all his previous illusions about An Xi, and the means can be said to be very strong, and he can't wait to hold An Xi in the palm of his hand now, and give her anything good!

Tang Yibei sat on the card seat as if he was in a seat, his expression was cold, and his slender knuckles picked up the glass of red wine in front of him and poured it straight into his stomach, as if he had a stomach full of sorrow.

"Brother Ci, what's going on in the north, it's rare to look so mournful!" Xia Chu looked at Tang Yibei's decadent appearance, stabbed Yang Hui who was sitting next to him, and asked in a curious tone.

Their group was brought over by Tang Yibei, and it was okay to ask them to come over, what does it mean to drink without saying a word?

I don't understand!

Fu Wenci shrugged his shoulders and said that he didn't know, Tang Yibei's guy sometimes likes to keep everything in his heart and doesn't say it, who knows?

"Sunset, you know what?" Xia Chu saw that Fu Wenci was also confused, and walked over to ask Yang Hui.

"It's all said, don't call me Rihui......" Yang Hui frowned when he heard this title, and he hated this title very much.

Rihui, Rihui, why is it so gai in gai!

When Xia Chu heard this, he spread his hands and explained: "Hey, isn't your name Daihui, Japanese military Hui, don't call you what is the name of Rihui......"

The atmosphere was still silent, Xia Chu was a little tired and spread out on the card seat, and said in a somewhat unbelievable tone: "No, this can't drive the atmosphere!" ”

Yang Hui gave him a blank look.

Xia Chu immediately ran to Yang Hui's side and continued to ask: "Brother Hui, you seem to know, what happened?" ”

"Emotional wound—" Yang Hui slowly spit out two words.

Suddenly, there was a bang.

The wine glass in Tang Yibei's hand slammed on the coffee table in front of him, making a loud noise in the box, and the people in the private room didn't speak for a while, Xia Chu seemed to be frightened by this sound.

reacted, and immediately shouted: "Brother Bei, you want to die!" ”