In time, there are always people who quietly turn around, with a wry smile and a dusty past, and gradually drift away.

The baptism of the fame and fortune circle made Zhu Zhicheng no longer that immature young man, he was mature and no longer hot-blooded, sleek and no longer upright, he walked on the path he wanted to take.

After listening to Li Simeng's words, Han Yichen replied lightly: "The changes are all because I met different people." ”

"Who did he meet?"

Han Yichen didn't want to mention Qiao Haisheng, so he turned the topic to himself: "I met you." ”

Time made Han Yichen meet Li Simeng, in that warm afternoon, her serious little face and frowning were strong, which changed his life.

"Do you want to thank me for making you from a little white face to such a successful Han president." Li Simeng said a little proudly.

Han Yichen's heart was slightly astringent, he wanted to tell her that he became a little white face because of her, but he couldn't say it: "Raise a little white face in your own golden house and listen to you for everything, isn't it?" ”

Li Simeng felt that this was a little familiar, maybe Han Yichen had said it before, so he laughed at Han Yichen: "Do you want to be a little white face again, find such a good reason for yourself." ”

"So you really don't like little white faces?" Han Yichen's tone was slightly dull.

Li Simeng thought that Han Yichen couldn't be a little white face, so he was emotionally lost, and said half-jokingly: "Han Yichen, don't you dream of a little white face anymore, aren't you very good now." ”

Han Yichen seemed to have figured out something: "Then I really want to thank you for letting me meet you." ”

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Li Simeng originally wanted to have another look, but he saw that Han Yichen's expression was not the same as usual, as if he was reminiscing.

Because Han Yichen met her, he changed, what about himself? Li Simeng thought.

If there was no Han Yichen's appearance, if Han Yichen was not a little white face, if Han Yichen did not respect her, then everything she had today was just a dream. Maybe today, she is living a painful life in a wealthy family sobbing and grieving, Gu Ying feels sorry for herself.

"Cold and dusty."

"Huh?"

"Thank you!" Li Simeng sincerely continued: "Thank you for letting me meet you. ”

She is sincere, recalling the two years of marriage, the most painful days she thought were the most reassuring days for her.

In those days, she had a goal: in order to divorce Han Yichen, she continued to study, worked hard, and finally turned herself into a legendary senior sister of Haida, all because Han Yichen gave her the conditions for divorce, like a bright light in the dark.

And she has freedom: Han Yichen never asked her what she wanted to do and what she wanted, and gave her complete space to play, but she didn't realize at that time that she was free and no longer lived the kind of life that was arranged at any time. Even when she said that she liked Lu Xiangnan, Han Yichen still chose to keep her promise and let her go.

"Han Yichen, you liked me back then, why did you let me go."

"If you keep it, will you stay?"

"Probably not."

When the bell rang for Siyi's listing, what she wanted to do most was to go back to Haicheng to find Hanyicheng, not to share the joy with him, but to divorce him and say goodbye, no one could stop her determination at that time!

When she returned to Haicheng, the first thing she did was to buy the island in the middle of the lake, and things went surprisingly well, she bought it, and she didn't even show up much, and it only took three days for the middleman to hand over all the ownership documents to her.

That afternoon, she put the certificate of ownership of the island in the middle of the lake and the divorce documents in front of the little white face, and said, "I hope you keep your promise." ”

Instead of answering her question directly, Little White Face asked her, "Have you seen it on the island?" ”

She was afraid that Xiaobai would think that she was insincere, or buy a random island to fool him, so she lied to him and said, "Look." ”

Xiao Bai's expression was a little strange, as if waiting for her to continue. Probably not waiting for her to speak, he asked her another question: "Do you like Lu Xiangnan?" His expression was pained and expectant.

She snuffed out his expectation and replied with one word without concealment: "Yes." ”

He picked up the paper, his fingers seemed to tremble, and he opened his mouth as if with one last hope to ask her, "You never thought you would like me, did you?" ”

She just hehe, didn't answer, and her eyes fell on the document in his hand.

Her indifference stung him, and he picked up the pen, looked up and asked her one last question: "Can we still meet?" ”

She still didn't answer. Like a prisoner on trial, he clenched his signature pen as heavy as a thousand pounds, and wrote three words on the document: Han Yichen.

As soon as he lifted the pen, she happily picked up the document that belonged to her, and at that moment, she felt that the sky was vast and the air was free. She took a deep breath, as if she had exhaled a bad breath, she stood in front of Han Yichen, and said solemnly: "Finally, I don't have to see you anymore." ”

The pen in his hand fell to the ground, turned around and walked towards the bedroom, although he didn't look at him, but Zhang's mother said that she felt that Young Master Han looked like a down-and-out beggar at that moment.

Before he walked into the bedroom, he heard her tell Zhang's mother: "Zhang's mother, you help me clean up, and I will move out tomorrow." ”

He stopped and said to Zhang's mother: "Don't be so troublesome, this broken villa, I'm not uncommon." With that, he went into the bedroom.

The next day, when she got up, she didn't see anyone waiting for her at the dining table, only Zhang's mother stood alone, she felt so comfortable. It wasn't until Zhang's mother mentioned it in the evening that she reacted, the little white face in this villa did not appear, and Zhang's mother said that he was gone, and he left in the early hours of the morning. A person who has lived together for almost three years, but is completely ignored by her, and he has no sense of existence in her heart.

So now that she thinks about it, Li Simeng also knows that her mentality at that time, even if Han Yichen stays, she may only embarrass him.

"I'm sorry." Li Simeng thought about the past, her eyes were a little moist, he did everything he could for her, but she gave him all the harm she could.

Han Yichen parked the car on the side of the road, reached out and touched Li Simeng's head, and said two words softly: "Fool." ”

Li Simeng was annoyed and retorted: "You are the fool." "Only a fool like you would be so nice to yourself.

Han Yichen's eyebrows bent and he continued to move in the direction of his best teammates.

"Brother-in-law, you're here." When Zhou Qiao saw the two people who got out of the car, he smiled and chattered around Han Yichen and kept asking for warmth.

"Qiao'er?" Li Simeng pretended to be angry and waved her hand in front of Zhou Qiao, so as to prove that she was standing in front of her.

Zhou Qiao even pretended, as if he suddenly found Li Simeng, and said in surprise: "It turns out that you are also there, sister, where is my gift?" Of course she did it on purpose, she now knows that her brother-in-law's company must have many little girls like her brother-in-law, and she must take a firm stand and help her brother-in-law win her stupid sister as soon as possible.

Greet the cold and ask for warmth, and reach out to ask for a gift when you see yourself? Who are your relatives?

Li Simeng looked at Han Yichen again, his expression of appreciation for Zhou Qiao, and he couldn't help but wail in his heart: Little white face, you are too good at buying people.