"Girl! You are hiding here and crying. I thought it was you who still have me in your heart, but I didn't expect..." Han Zhenyu curled a smile on the corner of his lips, with a sarcasm, "You actually blame me for him!"
"Brother Zhenyu, I cry because I have loved you! I really love you! In fact, I don't want any of you to be hurt. I don't understand the fight between men, nor do I want to understand! I don't know how much happiness you can get in so many conspiracies? But, if one day, if you win, I will be by his side, wash your hands without complaints, and share weal and woe!" Speaking of this, Mu Yiyi raised his hand and stroked the snowflakes on his head, "Brother Zhenyu, dad didn't kill you. He left you a way out, but you won't want it, I know!"
"Have you decided?"
"Um!"[
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the white sky curtains were hanging up. Mu Yi looked up at Han Zhenyu in front of him, faintly, as if in the fog, as if in the clouds.
She seemed to see a boy waving to her, and a slightly sad voice came from her ear: Wait for me! Wait for me!
However, he is no longer what she is waiting for at this time.
"Brother Zhenyu, let's have a good time with grandma!"
"Aren't you afraid that one day I will ask him for everything I have lost? At that time, will you also kneel at my feet and beg me to let him go?"
Mu Yiyi smiled faintly and said, "He would rather die than let me do that. So, I would not. I will live with him and die with him! Brother Zhenyu, I know it will be difficult to let go, but I should let go! In that case, you will definitely live a happy life!"
After saying that, she gently stepped forward and hugged him, exerted a little force, then let go of her hand, turned around and walked out of the alley.
Han Zhenyu looked at the back that was gradually moving away and passing by his life, and a few tears quietly hung on the corners of his eyes.
Is this lost?
He stood alone in the snow for a while before stepping on the footprints, slowly walked out of the alley and got into a black BMW sedan parked on the street.
"Driving!" After Sister Ping ordered the driver, she turned her head and looked at the man with a little dull look.
"What? Can't even a woman handle it?" she asked.
Han Zhenyu was silent and said nothing.
The snowflakes on his hair turned into ice water and dripped onto his face. It was hard to tell where the tears were tears and where the snow water was.
He thought that losing Chu Ruoyu would be the most painful for him, and the day he lost Evergrande would be the darkest day in his life. However, he did not expect that Mu Yiyi would walk out of his life, which was a failure that he could not bear!
"The air tickets have been booked..." Sister Ping said calmly.
Han Zhenyu was still silent, sitting against the car door, supporting his elbows with his face and holding his face.
He accidentally wiped his face with his palm, took a deep breath and asked, "Do you really want to throw Beitangwu here?"
"If he doesn't lie here, can Chiyan listen to you? If you don't go to the Netherlands, Chiyan will be wiped out by the dark night!"[
"Sister Ping, what are you trying to do with such a deliberate mind? If I guess correctly, there must be any unspeakable relationship between you and Beitangwu, right?" Han Zhenyu asked coldly.
Sister Ping smiled coldly and said meaningfully: "You must remember that women are not that easy to bully!"