How many hearts in this world can't die?

Everyone will die, let alone the heart.

Die, die, bury the last extravagant hope.

Until this moment, she realized that her rival in love was not Lin Jiani, nor Yang Yuru - but Mrs. Ye - for men, you can defeat all women in the world, but you can't defeat his mother.

She thought that she should have understood this earlier.

Sitting in the taxi, she didn't even shed tears, her eyes were dry, and even the many days she spent with Ye Jia were turned into fragments, unable to be pieced together, and unbearable to look back on.

Ye Jia stood at the school gate in a daze, and only remembered the license plate number of the car she took a taxi to leave, just like the number she remembered on the day of the divorce.

It's just that he didn't understand what was happening at this moment for a while, and he forgot his original intention of coming to her today.

Because of anger?

Because you want to break with her?

It's even more embarrassing than the day of the divorce.

At least, on the day of the divorce, he clearly knew that she still loved her, and she tried to redeem it - but from this moment on, she really broke with herself, just like other divorced couples, and she would never be disconnected again.

A voice asked himself again and again in the bottom of his heart: Ye Jia, is this the result you want? ?

Is this really the best way for you to repay your mother's spirit in heaven?

But why did your heart suddenly fall into an ice cellar?

Three or two girls passed by, looked at him, and whispered.

He didn't notice it at all, he just thought, in this way, he must be dead, he must be dead. If not, how can we face everything that comes next?

The phone kept ringing, and he didn't want to answer it at all, but he couldn't, the other party would never give up and keep repeating.

In the middle of the night, he fed.

It was Ye Xiaobo's angry voice: "Third brother, 100,000 is in a hurry...... I got the news that the Lin family went to find the second sister-in-law again...... I really can't delay for a moment, and if I delay any longer, the second sister-in-law will soon transfer the shares to the Lin family...... Third brother, please...... Sister Yuru is the only one who can talk to you, so you should go to her right away......"

Ye Jia silently hung up the phone.

His eyes fell on the stack of scattered materials in his left hand, and he saw a photo of himself and Yang Yuru - Yang Yuru's smile looked particularly elegant and generous, very moving, and the whole was a lady of the palace. In comparison, Feng Feng who was wearing a cloak next to him really looked too cold.

No wonder Feng Feng was furious.

He just didn't understand, where did this group photo come about? On what occasion did you get with Yang Yuru??? Moreover, who filmed it?

Why is all this such a coincidence?

He took out the phone and called Yang Yuru, Yang Yuru's voice was very pleasantly surprised: "Ye Jia, there is a wonderful tea, I was about to invite you to taste it......"

"Okay, I'll be right here."

This is a spa villa in the suburbs.

There are many flower baskets hanging on the exterior wall of the house, which are scattered in a patchwork manner, and the four seasons are spring, which is very European style.

Yang Yuru flipped through the magazine, and then moved it away. Lin Jiani, Feng Feng, two women fought for Ye Jia, such a report was not unfavorable to Ye Jia, but also had a certain impact on Miss Lin's reputation.

Ordinary people such as Feng Feng naturally didn't care, because few people knew who she was.