"Yan Chengchi, I can't think that nothing has happened, just like you can't watch me deal with Yan Sheng, between us..."

Xia Changyue bites his teeth, can't say goodbye, push him away, stop a car, left the hospital.

Looking at him standing on the side of the road, stiff body, she covered her mouth with her hands, sobbing.

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Xia Changyue locked herself in her room and didn't go out for three days.

Every day I just sit on the balcony in a daze, like a porcelain doll whose soul has been taken away.

Only when Yang Muya came to tell her the progress of the investigation, her eyes would become clear.

But as soon as Yang Muya left, she would be in a daze again.

Once there is concrete evidence that Yan Sheng ordered the accident, she and Yan Chengchi can't go back

Sometimes, she even thought that if the information Yang Muya found was false, it would be good.

She would rather believe that the accident was just an accident than have anything to do with Yan family or Yan Chengchi.

"Miss, you haven't eaten all day. If you go on like this, you'll be unbearable. How about a bowl of chicken soup?" The housekeeper takes the soup cup, walks to Xia Changyue's side, and reminds him uneasily.

"I'm not hungry, uncle Ming. Where's my mother?" Xia Changyue returned to his senses and asked suddenly.

"Madam went out. I heard that there was a new clue. Madam took someone to check it out. Seeing that the eldest lady was in a bad mood, she didn't call you." The housekeeper looked at Xia Changyue, whose face was getting haggard day by day. He quickly opened the lid and handed the soup cup to Xia Changyue.

"Miss, you'd better have some soup. If you go on like this, how can you bring the bad guys to justice?"

“……” Xia Changyue's gray eyes turned and listened to the housekeeper's words. She picked up the spoon and drank the soup one by one.

Drink all the chicken soup before the housekeeper leaves.

As soon as he was ready to lie down on the tatami, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure outside the courtyard wall of the Yang family.

Xia Changyue was stunned and looked at the person coming towards her room. As soon as Zitong was tight, she turned and went into the room. She closed the French window, tightened the curtain, lay down on the bed and wrapped herself up from the beginning to the end with the quilt.

"You don't want to see me?" Yan Chengchi's tall figure stands alone on the balcony.

Black windbreaker, with the wind, will be his breath, set off a more lonely.

Demon's face, pale, like a few days did not sleep, such as the black eyes of ink, staring at Xia Changyue's room for a moment.

He knew she was in there, but he didn't want to see him.

In his mind, he suddenly came up with the picture of the last time he sneaked into the Yang family.

At that time, she was as smiling as a flower. When she saw him, like a little fox, she jumped on him, held his neck and buried her face in his chest.

In just a few days, they became strangers.

Is she going to hate him when she decides that the accident was really designed by his uncle?

Yan Chengchi's face became paler and paler, and his perfect facial contour was very tight.

Side of the hand, silent clench, do not know how long to stand on the balcony, only disappointed to turn away.

As soon as his figure disappeared, the curtain suddenly opened.

Xia Changyue opens the French window and looks at his figure disappearing in front of him. She holds herself helplessly and squats on the ground. She can't see the blood color on her face. She is already full of tears

"Yan Chengchi, what should I do?"

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