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"I hope Viyan will be happy, Auntie. Can you do that?"

Zhan Yan's words completely stunned Luo Meijuan. Only he himself knew of the happiness that Ji Weiyang wanted. They were just taking their own stand, wanting to give him happiness in the eyes of the world.

"It's getting late. It's time to leave." Luo Meijuan lowered her head to look at her watch, anxious to leave. Ji Weiyang was smart, the people over there could not be dragged out for long.

"I'll send you off." Zhan Yan stood up, and courteously escorted Luo Meijuan all the way to the entrance of the villa.

"Go back. Also, you should know how to listen to a servant's mouth." Luo Meijuan swept her cold eyes across the servants in the villa.

Zhan Yan nodded her head, she would naturally keep the servants at home silent on the matter of Luo Meijuan's arrival today. Otherwise, she wouldn't be leaving.

By the time Ji Weiyang returned home, the sky had already completely darkened. The Land Rover drove into the manor, the street lamps emitting a faint yellow light. He turned off the engine and got out of the car, walking towards the villa.

However, today was different from usual. The villa was completely silent, and there wasn't even a single servant. The living room was dark.

"Yan Yan, Yan Yan Yan." Ji Weiyang opened the living room and waited before heading upstairs to his bedroom.

Similarly, the bedroom was empty. There were no lights. Once in a while, the wind would blow by and lift up the thin curtain. On the balcony, there were spots of light.

Ji Weiyang walked over, opened the curtain and saw an open balcony. On the long table, there was a warm and dim candle, and beside the candle, there was a bottle of wine that had yet to be opened.

Zhan Yan sat by the long table, her hands on her cheeks, looking at him with a warm smile, as though she had been waiting for a long time. You came back late today and made me wait for a long time. "

"Candle dinner? "What day is it today?" Ji Weiyang smiled and sat opposite of her.

He was dressed in a sleek black handmade suit. Under the flickering candlelight, he looked like a medieval gentleman, handsome to the point of being unreal. No wonder this man always provoked peach blossoms.

"I went to the wine cellar in the afternoon and took a bottle of wine from your cellar. Today, I'll treat you to a drink."

Ji Weiyang smiled warmly as he picked up the bottle of wine. At the same time, he took out the wine opener, "Lafite from 82 years old, you sure know how to pick."

The wine cap was opened and a rich fragrance wafted out. He poured half a cup of wine into each of the two goblets. The bright red wine reflected the candlelight as if it had condensed into the vast starry sky.

Ji Weiyang picked up the wine cup with his slender fingers, swayed it lightly, and smiled with absolute charm, "Yan Yan, you took a bottle of Hidden Wine from my wine cellar, and then offered it to me to drink?"

With a smile on his face, she picked up the goblet and clinked it against the rim of his glass. Then she placed the goblet to her lips and took a sip. A transparent goblet, dark red lips, a face as bright as a peach, and a face as beautiful as a dream.

"Then let's say you treat me to a drink, thanks."

Ji Weiyang laughed and also drank a mouthful of wine. Good wine was good wine, once it entered one's throat, it would become sweet and slightly drunk. If you drank such an expensive wine, then what would Yan Yan invite me to do? "

Zhan Yan picked up the small plate of Tiramisu on the table and held it in front of him as if she was offering a treasure, "I'll treat you to a snack. I made this Tiramisu myself."

His gaze fell lightly on the exquisite pastries with a slight smile on his lips. " "Feed it to me."

With a rare expression of obedience, Yingyu's fingertip picked up a piece of dessert and placed it next to Ji Weiyang's lips. He opened his mouth and took a bite, deliberately putting it into his mouth along with her fingertips, the slippery tongue wrapping around her fingers. Tiramisu had the faint bitterness of coffee, but her fingers were sweet.

Zhan Yan's face reddened, and she quickly took her finger out of his mouth.

"So delicious." Ji Weiyang was in a great mood, as he picked up another piece of pastry and put it in his mouth.

Zhan Yan's smile was shallow, the corners of her mouth revealed faint dimples, making him look sweet and intoxicating. It was because people didn't get drunk when drinking alcohol.

Ji Weiyang was moved, he grabbed onto his arm, causing Zhan Yan to lose her balance and fall into his embrace. She sat on his lap, his head resting lightly on his chest. His cheeks were flushed, but he did not pull away as he usually did. Instead, he raised his chin and smiled at him.

She lifted the glass from the table and held it to his lips.

Ji Weiyang's gentle and thick palm covered the small and white hand she was holding around the goblet, and he drank the wine in the goblet in one gulp. Then, he suddenly lowered his head, pressing his lips against her soft lips, his slippery tongue reaching into her mouth and recklessly stirring things up. In his arms, Zhan Yan's soft and docile arms were like water grasses that wrapped around his neck, catering to his overbearing and unreasonable kiss.

His mouth was filled with the rich aroma of the wine. Being kissed like this made him feel slightly intoxicated. She tentatively stuck out her tongue and tried to get close to his burning hot lips.

It wasn't until she was choked by his kiss that she began to struggle uneasily.

"Weiyang, let go …" Zhan Yan whispered as though she was begging for forgiveness.

Ji Weiyang unwillingly let go of her, but his lips still remained stuck on her soft lips, gently rubbing against each other, making it hard to part from his. " Why did you invite me to drink? What is your purpose? "

Zhan Yan chuckled, her soft arms were wrapped around his neck, and her forehead was gently fitting to his, "Guess?"

"Everything that belongs to me is yours. Yan Yan, what sort of scheme are you plotting? I really can't think of any." He gave her another peck on the lips as if to punish her, but more of it was to pamper her.

Her warm breath brushed against her snow-white neck, tickling it, causing Zhan Yan to laugh coquettishly again. I just wanted to get drunk on you. "

"It's that simple?" Ji Weiyang's finger gently hooked onto her chin.

"It's that simple." Zhan Yan nodded very seriously.

"Alright, then what if I get drunk? "What does Yan Yan Yan want to do?" His lips were close to her ear as he mumbled in an ambiguous manner.

Zhan Yan was like a completely ripe shrimp, shyly burying her head in his chest, she replied with a low timidness, "What's after that?"

Ji Weiyang laughed and wrapped his arms tightly around her soft waist, "Don't make me too drunk if you want me to do naughty things. I'm drunk, I can't do it."

"Ji Weiyang!" Zhan Yan was annoyed, she opened her beautiful eyes wide and stared at her. It was just that she did not have any fear in others, but was actually more charming and cute, with a beauty that could be eaten, which could be described as a woman like that, Ji Weiyang wanted to swallow her whole.

He actually couldn't refuse the wine that was handed over by that pair of soft and small hands. And just as she had said, Zhan Yan had already made up her mind to get drunk.

Unknowingly, the bottle of wine on the table had run out. The strength of the red wine was strong, even though Ji Weiyang had a lot of alcohol, at the end of the drink, he still felt intoxicated. The plate of Tiramisu on the table was empty.

Although it was just a simple red wine dessert, it was actually the most beautiful dinner Ji Weiyang had ever eaten. Of course, the current him did not know that this was the last meal that Zhan Yan had given him.

The two of them sat on the deck while Zhan Yan leaned on his chest obediently. The two of them raised their heads and looked at the sky. Under the pitch-black sky, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. This was indeed a rare good weather.

"Yan Yan Yan, are you tired? We should go to bed. " Ji Weiyang drunkenly kissed her on the cheek, then forcefully lifted her up and walked into the bedroom.

The two of them rolled onto the soft bed together. Ji Weiyang was drunk and quickly fell asleep. Before falling asleep, he had actually used the last bit of his will to remind Zhan Yan to not forget to take the medicine.

Looking at Ji Weiyang's peaceful sleeping appearance, Zhan Yan's eyes were brimming with tears. A white fingertip landed on his forehead, and lightly traced along his nose before finally stopping at the corner of his resolute lips. He slept soundly, with no signs of waking up. The current Ji Weiyang was as harmless as a baby. Compared to his usual domineering and cold man, he was like a completely different person.

Zhan Yan's soft palm lightly covered Ji Weiyang's handsome face as she laid beside him. His cherry red lips slowly approached him and pressed against his lips. A single tear rolled down her long eyelash and landed on his face, bringing with it a scorching heat.

"Viyan, I'm sorry. This time, I have to leave you. General Ji is right, you are qualified to have your own child, and I cannot strip you of my right to be a father, much less drag you down for the rest of your life. "

Zhan Yan rested her head on her arm lightly, and it was as if every night, he would hug her and sleep with her. His chest was wide and warm, once the best safe haven for her, and also the harbor where her heart rested. But from then on, her little boat would be lost forever in a foreign land. Without him, she could only drift.

She closed her eyes, her thick lashes casting a shadow over her pale skin. Tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, wetting the shirt on his chest. While the sleeping man subconsciously moved his body, his two arms naturally wrapped around her soft waist.

But Zhan Yan could not stop her tears any longer. She laid in his chest, tightly biting her lips, and silently endured the pain to not let herself cry aloud.

Taking advantage of the dark night, Zhan Yan packed some clothes. She did not have many things, she only picked out a few items from the clothes Ji Weiyang bought for her to change into. In the past, she had always thought that Ji Weiyang was extravagant and that he would not move whenever he bought things. But now, the clothes and accessories he bought for her had become the most beautiful memories of her life.

Before she left, Zhan Yan left her phone on the bedside table, and then left a sticky note for him. She hoped that Ji Weiyang could hear this video and see Lu Anqi's true appearance. She didn't want to be fooled by that woman ever again. He had responsibilities and a sense of responsibility, but Lu Anqi was not worth it.

Zhan Yan gently placed her phone on the bedside table and pressed on the note she had left behind. She turned her head and looked at him deeply. Every time, she would tell herself that she only had one last look, but no matter what, she couldn't see enough of him. Tears fell silently down her pale cheeks, and she kept saying to herself: Goodbye, Vayon, my most beloved man.

Zhan Yan dragged his small luggage and left their house. She walked alone on the flagstone path, her luggage making constant noises on the uneven flagstone road.

After leaving the mountain peak's villa, Zhan Yan returned to Wei Family. Since her parents had not traveled far since ancient times, she had to leave the country tomorrow. Before she left, she naturally had to visit her parents.

This was the first time Zhan Yan returned to her parents' house so late in the night. Both Wei Jingnian and Lu Ruping were extremely worried, "Child, why are you home so late? Why didn't I accompany you? Did something happen and you guys got into a fight? "

"Nope." Zhan Yan silently shook her head and placed the luggage to the side.

"Zhan Yan, if there were no quarrels, then what are you doing carrying your luggage in the middle of the night?" Lu Ruping had a face full of worry.

Zhan Yan lowered her head and sat on the sofa. Seeing that her expression was not good, Lu Ruping immediately brought a cup of warm tea and passed it to her, "Come, drink some tea to calm your nerves."

Zhan Yan held the teacup tightly in her hand, using it to absorb some heat. After a long silence, she finally said indifferently, "Dad, Mom, tomorrow I will go abroad to study. I probably won't be able to come back for a year or so, so I'm here to bid you farewell."

"Abroad? "Where are you going?" Lu Ruping asked in shock.

"To America." Zhan Yan answered truthfully.

"Why do you suddenly want to go to the United States to study? There are good schools in the country if you want to study. You've walked so far away, isn't that what you're worrying us about? " Lu Ruping naturally did not agree with this.

"Zhan Yan, do you know anything about you going abroad?" Wei Jingnian who had been sitting by the side spoke in a deep voice.

Zhan Yan bit her lips and silently shook her head.

"Wei Jingnian was a perceptive person, and immediately understood. Zhan Yan, tell Father, did the people from Ji Family force you to leave? "

Zhan Yan still shook her head, "Dad, I decided to leave on my own. It has nothing to do with anyone. You know my physical condition. I can't drag Vayon down for the rest of his life. Didn't you say before that there are three ways to be unfilial? Weiyang is the most filial person, and I can't make things difficult for him anymore. "

"What do you mean, is it your fault you're sick? When I married my daughter into his Ji Family, you were in a bad situation. It was him, Ji Weiyang, who did not take good care of you. " Lu Ruping was practically burning with anger.

However, Zhan Yan was silent the entire time, her tender lips tightly pursed, and did not speak a single word.

Wei Jingnian heaved a heavy sigh, and after a long while, he finally opened his mouth, "Forget it, grandchildren naturally have their own blessings, let them be."

He pulled Lu Ruping's arm and told her to make some midnight snacks for Zhan Yan and to clean up the room. Tomorrow morning, he would send a car to take Zhan Yan to the airport.

Zhan Yan returned to her bedroom to rest. In fact, there wasn't anything in this house that was too much for her to miss. She had grown up with her grandmother and hadn't lived here for too long, she had only come back to pick up one thing. When they were getting married, the photo album that she and Ji Weiyang had taken on their wedding dress had been placed at her parents' home.

She sat on the big bed and slowly flipped through the photo albums one page at a time. Ji Weiyang was really handsome while wearing the formal attire. A fingertip as white as jade gently caressed his face. On the photo, he gently embraced her, although he rarely smiled, but his eyes were filled with warmth. The gaze that he used to look at her was warm.

However, she didn't realize at that time that he was unwilling and unwilling to marry her.

Icy-cold tears dripped onto the surface of the album and unerringly fell onto Ji Weiyang's face. That teardrop trembled, and shone with a bright light under the light.

"Since you don't want to part with it, then stay." At the door, Lu Ruping carried a tray with a cup of warm milk and a plate of exquisite pastries on it.

However, Zhan Yan shook her head non-stop and silently shed tears. She was truly heartbroken and scared. She didn't even dare to imagine what it would be like to be in a foreign land far away in America.

However, he couldn't be that selfish. Because of love, she could only let go.

Zhan Yan held the album tightly in her arms. She had never wanted to see this album before. She had always thought that it was only her duty to marry Ji Weiyang to him. Actually, in their marriage, what they did not know how to cherish, was not only Ji Weiyang alone. However, it was too late to say all this now.

Zhan Yan hugged the photo album, and cried out loud.

Lu Ruping walked over, and hugged her into her embrace as she consoled her gently, "Good child, don't cry."

Zhan Yan laid her head against his mother's chest lightly as she sobbed, "Mom, do you know how much I love Viyan …"

Early morning the next day, when Ji Weiyang woke up, the house was already empty.

He sat up in bed, pressed his throbbing temples, and shook his head with a wry smile. It had been a long time since he'd been drunk, and the feeling of having a hangover was indeed not very good.

"Yan Yan, Yan Yan Yan." He lifted the blanket and got out of bed. He called out a few times, but there was no response.

The place beside him was no longer warm, so it looked like Zhan Yan had already woken up for a long time. He went upstairs and went in search of Zhan Yan, but he still did not see her. Finally, she found the phone and the note that Zhan Yan had left behind on the bedside table.

The note was simple, just a few words, and she said, Vayon, I'm going. You take care of yourself. To find a good woman to marry and have children, I wish you happiness. — — Zhan Yan

Ji Weiyang's face turned ashen. Wishing him happiness? Didn't she know that only she could give him the happiness he wanted?

He held the note tightly in his palm, the veins on the back of his hand bulging out. This foolish woman, did she not understand that he, Ji Weiyang, could not have children, but he could not have her.

He picked up the cell phone on the bedside table and pressed the play button. Then, he heard the contents inside. That paragraph was the main culprit behind Zhan Yan's heart attack. Ji Weiyang was completely shocked by the contents inside.

It wasn't that he didn't suspect Angel, but his pride and pride had made him unwilling to admit that he had judged the wrong person.

He had given her love and trust, but what had Lu Anqi done behind his back?

She had deceived him for so many years like a fool, she had even colluded with people like Lin Shaosheng, almost causing them to die.

"Lu Anqi, Lu Anqi!" Ji Weiyang clenched his fists tightly, at that moment, he really wanted to kill Lu Anqi.

However, at the moment, he didn't have the time to bother with her. What he needed the most was to get his face back.

He dialed Tang Feng's number, and ordered him to put down everything he was doing and immediately go find someone.

While he was waiting anxiously, Tang Feng finally sent him a message. Zhan Yan had flown to Los Angeles at 9 in the morning.

It was nine o'clock, but it was now ten minutes past eight.

Ji Weiyang grabbed the car keys on the table and quickly drove towards the airport. But eight o'clock in the morning was the peak hour for work. The car was stuck on the viaduct, unable to move at all.

Ji Weiyang panicked, he left his car and sped along the road, he finally arrived at the subway station that was about to reach the airport. He sat in the subway station and continuously checked his watch, and as time passed, it was already 8: 40 PM.

As the subway passed through the tunnel, the light went dark, as if he were sinking into the depths of his heart. Wei Zhanyan, how could she, how could she leave without saying a word?

When Ji Weiyang arrived at the airport, the clock was pointing in the direction of ten o'clock. He rushed towards the security checkpoint like a madman, but was stopped by airport personnel. Ji Weiyang did not bother to explain as he raised his fist and slapped the employee in the face. There were very few people in this world who could stop the Third Young Master Ji. Even the Old Master Ji's bodyguards did not dare to rashly make a move, these airport personnel were simply overestimating themselves.

Although he had rushed into the waiting room, he was still a step too late. He could only watch as Zhan Yan's plane flew into the sky and reached the runway.

He bent down and panted non-stop. His well-ironed suit was slightly wrinkled and he looked somewhat miserable. He no longer looked like the carefree Third Young Master Ji.

He heavily punched the snow-white wall, venting out his uncontrollable emotions.

At this moment, the airport security personnel rushed over, "Sir, I'm sorry, please come with us."

"F * ck off." Ji Weiyang was completely enraged, none of the security guards dared to step forward, but of course, they would not allow him to leave either.

Ji Weiyang sat on the ice-cold chair in the waiting area and only calmed down after a long while. He dialed his assistant's number and asked him to settle the matter.

Of course, the people from the airport had already been released, and the leaders of the upper echelons had personally come to apologize to Ji Weiyang, it was just that, the people on duty could not figure out what was wrong with them, it was just that, in S City, no one was willing to offend the Third Young Master Ji.

Ji Weiyang was still sitting in the waiting room of the airport. The first thing he did was to call Tang Feng and tell him about two things: the first was to find out where Zhan Yan was in the United States. He was very clear on Yan Yan Yan's character. Although she seemed strong, her heart was very fragile. She had left her hometown and had gone to the other side of the Atlantic Ocean. Someone must have arranged everything for her beforehand. Therefore, it shouldn't be too hard to find.

The second thing was to book a plane ticket to Los Angeles. If he were to go find Zhan Yan, he couldn't wait at all, not even one minute.

At this time, Zhan Yan was sitting on the flight to Los Angeles, her body lazily leaning against the back of the seat, her hands tightly covering her chest, feeling that the atmosphere inside the plane was especially heavy.

"Miss, are you not feeling well?" The air stewardess asked politely.

"No, please give me a cup of warm water."

The flight attendant quickly brought over a cup of warm water. Only after Zhan Yan ate the medicine did she feel better. A heart attack was not suitable for people to fly, not to mention a long journey across the ocean. If they were to have a heart attack midway, it would be troublesome.

Over ten hours of travel, Zhan Yan had spent most of the time in a state of slumber. Only when she was asleep would his heart not hurt. Zhan Yan suddenly realised that her heart was extremely weak.

Thirteen hours passed and the plane finally landed safely. Zhan Yan dragged her small luggage and walked out of the airport. Although her English was not bad, but was still very afraid of the powerful golden-haired, blue-eyed Americans that surrounded her.

She held the suitcase tightly and took out a map from her bag. The first thing she did was to find the hotel that Luo Meijuan had arranged for her.

She hailed a TAXI at the airport entrance. Zhan Yan told the driver where she was going in fluent English.

On both sides of the road, the unfamiliar scenery kept backing up. This was a world that she was completely unfamiliar with.

The car stopped in front of a five star hotel. She would stay here tonight, and after resting for two days, she would go to the hospital Luo Meijuan had arranged for her. After that, she would report to the school and start her second life.

She stood at the front desk, handed her ID to the front desk clerk, and took the card from the front desk clerk. She dragged her suitcase towards the elevator, when she heard a familiar voice behind her.

"Zhan Yan?" The low and familiar voice carried a trace of uncertainty.

Zhan Yan stopped and slowly turned her head back. What entered her eyes was no longer blond hair or blue eyes, but those familiar black hair and black eyes. Her vision gradually became blurry. At this moment, she wanted to immediately hug him like she was her family.

"Zhan Yan, it's really you. I thought I was mistaken." The owner of the voice walked towards her and stopped in front of her. He looked at her and smiled in an exceptionally warm manner.

Zhan Yan looked up at him, and her smile blossomed like a flower. Brother Yuxuan, it's actually you. Why did you come to the United States? "

"I'm here on business." Gao Yuxuan replied warmly, he accepted the luggage from Zhan Yan's hands and stepped into the elevator. "How many levels?"

"The twelfth floor." Zhan Yan replied.

"What a coincidence, I also live on the twelfth floor." Gao Yuxuan pressed down on the number 12 with his slender fingertips. Then, he continued to ask, "Zhan Yan, I think it's time to ask, why are you here?"

"I, I've come here to study. After graduation, I might settle here, but I don't know." Zhan Yan shrugged her shoulders and put on a relaxed expression.

Gao Yuxuan and Zhan Yan had known each other for many years, so he naturally understood Zhan Yan. She was actually very timid and she very much disliked strange places. But now, she was standing in this unfamiliar place.

"You went abroad to study. Ji Weiyang, did he know?" Gao Yuxuan probed.

Zhan Yan's mood was a little lonely. She lowered her head and shook it. He didn't know. Of course, he didn't need to know. From then on, they would never have anything to do with each other again.

"Don't keep talking about me. Let me talk about you. Brother Yuxuan, how long will you be here?" Zhan Yan changed the topic.

"About a week. Relax, I will do my best to find some time to accompany you. Of course, if you are still unable to adapt, you can leave this place with me a week later. We will return to our homeland and return to the place that belongs to us. "

Zhan Yan kept her head down, as she remained silent. However, Gao Yuxuan could feel a faint sadness from her body.

Zhan Yan used her room card to open the door, Gao Yuxuan brought her luggage into the room, but she was still a little worried, so she left a few instructions before leaving.

In such a large suite, only Zhan Yan was left. Facing such a luxurious room, Zhan Yan's heart was even more empty.

She opened her suitcase and took the wedding photo out of her bag, still holding it in her arms. Her fingertips gently caressed Ji Weiyang's handsome face as he mumbled to himself stupidly, "Weiyang, I'm already in the United States. Why does it feel like a dream? The whole world is filled with American people with yellow hair and blue eyes.

Zhan Yan's beautiful eyes gradually became blurry, and her tears almost fell out. It was at this moment that someone knocked on the door.

Zhan Yan wiped away the tear stains, neatly put away the wedding photo, and then opened the door. Gao Yuxuan changed into casual attire and stood straight outside the door.

"Hungry? "Go eat something."

"I'm not hungry, I'm a little tired. I want to rest …" Halfway through his words, Gao Yuxuan pulled him out.

"If I'm hungry, then come and eat with me." He understood Zhan Yan's personality very well. If she were to stay in the house by herself, she would definitely let her imagination run wild.

He pulled Zhan Yan out of the elevator at the same time, her wide hands tightly grabbing onto Zhan Yan's wrist, it was obvious that she was trying to pull Zhan Yan's wrist forcefully, but to others, it looked like it was just a little flirtatious relationship between lovers.

The two of them walked through the hotel lobby. Gao Yuxuan took big steps, only then was Zhan Yan able to catch up. She wore seven inch high heels, and the marble floor was so smooth, causing her to almost fall down.