"Boss, are you really leaving?" Although Song Zhiyuan sent a message in advance, Chi Xue still couldn't believe it.

She has been following Song Zhiyuan since she entered the Zhou family, learned a lot of things, and has always regarded her as her own sister.

But now, she was suddenly leaving......

Song Zhiyuan, who was packing up his things, paused slightly and nodded.

Chi Xue sniffed, stepped forward and pulled Song Zhiyuan's sleeve, "Boss, did you quarrel with Mr. Zhou?" I'll help you scold him, can't you go if you don't go?"

She didn't know exactly what happened during this time, but Song Zhiyuan didn't come for a month, and there were still some rumors in the company.

It's just that Chi Xue didn't dare to believe a word.

Song Zhiyuan raised his eyes to look at her, and asked with a light smile, "You dare to scold Zhou Qichuan?"

Chi Xue shrunk her neck and said stiffly, "Dare!"

"You're a funny little girl." Xia Xingluo, who was helping to load things next to him, was amused by her, and asked around the corner, "Kite, such a cute little assistant, are you really reluctant to do it?"

Song Zhiyuan's smile faded a little, "People always gather and disperse."

"Boss, I don't want you to go." Chi Xue seemed to see something, and blocked one side of the box with her hand.

No, Song Zhiyuan directly loaded things into it from the other side.

Although she came to Xunke not long ago, Zhou Qichuan asked people to help her move over the things in the office.

Some objects have been used for a long time, and they have feelings, so Song Zhiyuan can throw them away directly, and she is reluctant.

Seeing that she couldn't stop her, Chi Xue's eyes were red, and she asked cautiously, "Boss, will you come back?"

"Next year, when the Chinese New Year comes, I should return to China." Song Zhiyuan smiled lightly.

She had to come back to celebrate her mother's death day, and she had to go to see her grandparents for her.

"You're going abroad?" Xia Xingluo and Chi Xue both spoke in unison, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Song Zhiyuan nodded, seeing that Chi Xue was going to cry or not, and chuckled, "It's not that I won't come back, if you miss me, call me a video." When you have a holiday, you can fly to me to play."

"What about me?" Xia Xingluo was a little angry, angry that she was not the first person to know about it.

They are good sisters, why didn't she discuss such a big decision with her?

Glancing at her, Song Zhiyuan asked, "I'm going to school, are you willing to go with me for a few years?"

"It's not impossible." Xia Xingluo blurted out the words, but it sounded so unconfident.

Knowing that she was reluctant to give Ji Yanli, Song Zhiyuan didn't discuss this topic anymore, and looked at Chi Xue, "Xingxing and I are shopping in a nearby shopping mall, call me after work, let's have a meal together."

"Loose meals?" Chi Xue is really going to cry this time.

Sending Song Zhiyuan and them out of Xunke, she hurriedly took the elevator to the floor where the president's office was located.

As soon as the elevator door opened, I saw Zhuo Mu, who had obviously been waiting for a long time.

Even if she was sluggish, she understood that Zhou Qichuan knew that Song Zhiyuan came to clean up her things. Z.br>

Even, acquiescing to her doing so.

Chi Xue asked tentatively, "Zhuo Tezhu, the president and the boss?"

Zhuo Mu shook his head and said helplessly, "You'll know tomorrow."

"Okay." Chi Xue didn't feel good in her heart, and wanted to press the elevator button to leave, but was stopped by Zhuo Mu.

He asked, "What exactly did my wife tell you?" Tell me, word for word."

Song Zhiyuan planned to go abroad, so he didn't buy any clothes, most of them were selected and matched for Xia Xingluo.

Seeing that she picked out bright and hot types, Xia Xingluo muttered quietly, "I don't like this style now."

"Do you dislike it, or do you think my brother doesn't like it?" Song Zhiyuan asked with a smile.

was poked in the center, Xia Xingluo's face flushed slightly, "Isn't this all the same!"

"It's different." Song Zhiyuan smiled and said very seriously, "If you love someone, you have to grind off all the edges and corners and become completely different from yourself, then this

People are not worthy of your love."

Xia Xingluo was a little puzzled, he silently recited it in his heart, and asked, "Isn't it just to change for the sake of the other party?"

"If you don't look like you anymore, does he still love you?" Song Zhiyuan asked.

Xia Xingluo hesitated for a few seconds, and then said, "No."

Song Zhiyuan smiled and touched her head, "This is good, you have to be beautiful and be yourself, my brother will see your good."

"Really? Can I still wear a miniskirt with a high slit?" Xia Xingluo was a little embarrassed.

As he spoke, his eyes were still looking at the red deep V sundress next to him.

Hey, she loves it so much!

Amused by her unpromising appearance, Song Zhiyuan took it off directly and stuffed it to her, "Wear it, I'll send you!"

"Worthy of my sister!" Xia Xingluo was so happy that he took the clothes and went into the fitting room.

Halfway through the clothes, she understood another meaning in Song Zhiyuan's words.

The reason why she had to leave Zhou Qichuan was not because she was ruthless and unloving. It's that she doesn't want to let Zhou Qichuan become the humble side in her relationship because of Liu Mengyun's death.

As long as she can't let go, she is doomed, and she can't love him normally.

If you really love someone, how can you let him be wronged?

She hurriedly changed her skirt, opened the door and walked out, smiling at Song Zhiyuan, "Iris, I'll wear this skirt tomorrow to accompany you to the Civil Affairs Bureau, how about it?"

Song Zhiyuan smiled slightly, and then raised his eyebrows, "Are you planning to marry my brother by the way?"

Early the next morning, Song Zhiyuan took advantage of Xia Xingluo's makeup and went out early.

Divorce is such a thing, she can do it by herself.

Walking out of the unit building, Song Zhiyuan saw at a glance the familiar figure beside the flower bed not far away.

He looked thin.

Seeing her, Zhou Qichuan subconsciously hooked the corners of his lips, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

In the end, he didn't say anything and strode towards Song Zhiyuan.

"Have you had breakfast?" Walking up to her, Zhou Qichuan asked.

Song Zhiyuan nodded.

Actually, she didn't eat it, but she just went downstairs with two sugars, worried that she would have low blood sugar on an empty stomach later.

She just didn't know how to be alone with him.

"Let's go, the car is outside." Zhou Qichuan took off his coat and draped it on Song Zhiyuan, and naturally reached out to hold her hand.

Song Zhiyuan originally wanted to hide, but his very soft voice came from his side, "I'm going to get divorced, let me take it again."

Obviously, she was going to get a divorce, but when she heard Zhou Qichuan's words, she still couldn't help but feel a little sad.

After today, they are no longer husband and wife.

"Your hands are so cold, why don't you wear more?" held hands as he wished, but Zhou Qichuan was not happy.

The coldness of the hand reminded him of the words that the doctor told him after Song Zhiyuan's miscarriage.

Xia Xingluo has no experience, and he doesn't know if he has watched her eat and rest.

Song Zhiyuan's eyelashes trembled, and he pursed his lips slightly, "Maybe I got up too early."

After the words fell, she withdrew her hand from Zhou Qichuan's hand, and said in a flat tone, "Let's go, the Civil Affairs Bureau is about to open the door."

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