Looking at the gradual distancing, from the hot just now to the indifferent back, the early summer cried loudly.

If it weren't for the stubbornness of the year, if it weren't for the impulsive departure of the year, maybe, maybe this is where she ends, but unfortunately she gave up, and when she wanted to pick it up again, she found that the man was no longer the man he was back then.

After a while, I got up at the beginning of the summer, got dressed, went to the bathroom again, and put on another makeup, but after putting on this makeup, I smiled at myself in the mirror, and in the dim light, this smile looked very vicious.

Back downstairs, the sharp-eyed Nan Lichuan saw the lipstick on the back of Li Moran's neck, and then pulled him aside and reminded him softly: "Boss, this is behind yours, that ......"

Although he said it very vaguely, Li Moran understood one thing very clearly.

Quietly stepped aside, took out a tissue, and wiped off the ambiguous lipstick.

At this time, Chuxia also rushed into the venue, and everyone turned their attention to this stunning woman.

Li looked at the woman indifferently, turned around and hid in the lively crowd, chatting with many professor-level figures, ignoring the raging jealousy coming from behind.

The dance party here was lively, but there was a little woman over there, with a big bag of things, ready to come to a strange country to find him.

Early in the morning, Ye Xiaomei prepared a suitcase, and before leaving, in order not to wake up Jin Feng and Ah Si, she secretly left a note for them, and walked out with the suitcase.

Autumn in Shanghai is not too cold, wearing a thin T-shirt, rushed to the airport early.

Because it takes at least 14 hours from Shanghai to New York, Ye Xiaomei booked a ticket at 6 o'clock in the morning, so in this way, her arrival time in the United States will be around 8 o'clock in the evening.

After a long flight, I finally arrived at JFK Airport in New York, USA, and when I got off the plane, it was already getting dark.

Ye Xiaomei dragged her luggage and talked to Americans in her broken English, sometimes it was really the other party who didn't know what she was talking about, and she didn't know what the other party was saying.

Fortunately, there are still more good people in this world, and there is a passing Chinese businessman who is willing to carry her, and the person is talking to Ye Xiaomei in stiff Chinese.

She was unfamiliar with the place, but she forgot the hotel where Li Moran stayed, so she could only call the driver to put her around this side of the road, only to find out when she got off the car that her luggage was completely lost in the trunk of the car, and when she returned to China to look for the car, she found that the car was long gone.

A person stands on an empty street, not knowing what to do.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and it was raining lightly in New York at this time, and she could only move forward in the rain without an umbrella, and finally figured out the name of the hotel in her mind, but was stopped in the lobby because she did not have an ID card.

Ye Xiaomei, who was helpless, could only sit on the sofa in the hall, the United States is a very humanitarian place, and the waiter looked at Ye Xiaomei, who was soaked and shivering from the cold, brought a cup of hot tea and a blanket.

When the waiter kindly asked her if she wanted to call the police for her, she shook her head.

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