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Seeing the gift box that Bai Yaoyao took out, Xirong Ziye really had an urge in his heart to put down her suitcase, and grabbed the hands on his side, but he didn't catch anything, he could only watch Bai Yaoyao walk towards the door step by step.

"It's still raining outside, let's go tomorrow"

Bai Yaoyao paused, she thought that he would keep her, saying that he would choose her, really, for a moment, she was really looking forward to it in her heart.

This man broke her heart so much.

She didn't linger and wouldn't be reluctant, but after a pause, Bai Yaoyao continued to walk out of the house, and the rain outside kept falling, washing the ground under the eaves.

Xirong Ziye hit the umbrella on Bai Yaoyao's head, and Bai Yaoyao turned around and said, "Thank you, no need, I'll just go by myself." ”

"I'll send you."

"Don't let the reporters find out."

Bai Yaoyao's words made Xirong Ziye stop, in the past, Baiyuan was a private place, and reporters would not enter, but since he and Xia Mu Qingyan set a wedding date, reporters began to become active, he always felt that someone was deliberately looking for reporters, but after thinking about it, he didn't know who it was, he always guessed that it was probably the elders of the officials who opposed him, or those dignitaries and officials who were suppressed by him.

Bai Yaoyao didn't use an umbrella either, and let the rain hit her, as if she could be more sober in this way.

The night was deep and the rain was profuse.

Walking out of the white courtyard, not long after walking, she got into a black luxurious and low-key car, and the car disappeared in an instant.

And Xirong Ziye looked at Bai Yaoyao's back, disappearing from sight little by little, his heart was dull and a little numb, he always felt that his heart was empty, and something was completely gone.

When he put down his umbrella and chased out, there was no one on the street, nothing but the sound of rain, and Bai Yaoyao seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Xirong Ziye began to shout, "Yaoyao, Yaoyao"

As if there was no direction, it seemed that only by calling it out like this would the whole heart feel better.

In the end, it was Xirong Ziye's special bodyguard who helped pull him back.

Xirong Ziye sat in the room, looking at the empty room, just like an empty heart, feeling that this place was suddenly very depressing.

Just when he was fully sorting out his true feelings in his heart, a phone rang, it was Xia Mu Qingyan.

Xirong Ziye just picked it up and didn't speak.

Xia Mu Qingyan's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Ziye, what's wrong with you When you got home, it's raining, I'm a little worried about you." ”

Xia Mu's soft voice blew into Xirong Ziye's heart like a spring breeze, making his dull and numb heart feel a little conscious.

"Where are you, Ziye"

After a while, Xirong Ziye said slowly: "I'm fine, I'm home, don't worry." ”

"My dad said, you left the bag here, I'll give it to you, and now I'm in the car."

Hearing this voice, Xirong Ziye could no longer stay in the White Courtyard, and could only go back to his presidential villa.

And after Bai Yaoyao got into the car, Yun Bilu accompanied her in the back seat, didn't say anything, just held her hand tightly, giving strength and comfort.

Soft music was playing in the car. It's a tune in life that is only as first seen, and it's been very popular recently.

The lyrics slowly flow in the car, "Once we met for the first time, the ignorant age, the green years, I never forget the time when I was old, you and I are still unforgettable" 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or the publishing house.