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As he thought about this, his mouth opened involuntarily, "Why did you suddenly disappear?"

He was focusing on driving when he coincidentally encountered a red light. Hearing her question, he did not answer, but instead said: "If one intersection meets a red light, the next one, the next one, the next one, the next intersection, most likely all of them will be red light."

"Hmm?" Puzzled, she turned to look at him.

However, he lowered his eyes. "I'm looking for a person, a woman."

"Sulay?" She could not help but speak up, subconsciously feeling that it must be related to that woman.

"How do you know?" He was slightly surprised as he raised his slender eyebrows and asked.

"You called out her name to me the first night we met." She did not get angry at all. There was a faint smile on her lips, as if everything that had happened had nothing to do with her.

"Yes, it's her. I went to see her wedding, but I came back the day before."

He opened his mouth and suddenly felt that he could try to talk to her about that embarrassing nightmare.

"She's married?" Huaiyan was surprised, but she couldn't tell if she was happy or worried.

"Yes, married. Married to a man who has a lot of time to spend with her and can paint with her."

His tone was relaxed, but his eyes were filled with a great deal of worry. He cared about it, and it was very heavy.

"Then... Do you still think about her? "

She tried to ask, but her heart seemed to be secretly sweating.

He lowered his head. The green light went on, but he forgot to drive.

"It's always her in my dreams." He mumbled five words in a low voice before letting out a long sigh. There were countless ear-piercing honks coming from the horn behind him. He started the car slowly and drove forward steadily.

Huaiyan was shocked by those five words. He didn't say that he missed her, he didn't say that he liked her, he didn't say that he had always loved her deeply. He only said that even in his dreams, it would always be her.

She was the one who dreamed. Was there anyone who dreamed her? Huaiyan felt a wave of pain in her heart, so much so that she couldn't sit still.

"Since you're using love so deeply, why are you still looking for countless women? Why …" You still want to marry someone else? Would she be sad if she knew? "

She couldn't help but ask, why did a man love me while he was out on the street enjoying the show? When he came back with a different woman's scent, when he came back with a countless number of women with different colored hair of different colors, when he fell drunk onto his own soft and comfortable bed, how could he still have the face to face the woman he loved? I only love you, for the rest of my life I'll only love you … Heh, what a mockery!

He looked at her with a gaze full of mockery and a ferocious expression, "If the one who pays the price is just love, then why do I have to wholeheartedly love a woman?"

The reason for this was simply because none of the women around him had the qualifications to let him settle down on his own. This included her, a mistress who had signed a six month agreement, and the most ordinary of all his women, Xu Huaiyan.

William's apartment.

On the black Italian sofa sat a few well-dressed men, the air was filled with smoke, pungent and pungent. On the black Italian sofa were a few well-dressed men, the air was filled with smoke, pungent and pungent.

He wanted to monopolize everything and become the leader of this city. It seemed like it wasn't a simple matter!

He originally thought that the "public relations storm" would allow that sole heir to the Shen family to be splashed with dirty water and his reputation would be tarnished, allowing his LN to take advantage of his rise to fame. Unexpectedly, that damned old fox Shen suppressed all the reports he made by bribing the entire media just by releasing the wedding announcement!

"What do you want to do now, Mr. William? "The chairman has the intention of bringing you back to the British Headquarters, what do you think?"

"I'm not going back!" William replied irritably in English, his dark eyes as fierce as a wolf's.

"Mr. DID, please go back to the hotel first and then call the chairman. As long as I still want to stay in this city, I have yet to admit defeat. Furthermore, LN's prospects are very good, it's a pity to abandon it now."

"Well then, see you later, Mr. William."

Only then did he turn around and walk directly up to the second floor, pushing open a door. On the floor sat a woman with dishevelled hair, and from the exposed arms, neck, and calves, one could clearly see that everywhere there were traces of cigarette burns. The blisters were all broken, red, swollen, and close to rotting …

"Miss An." He closed the door behind him and spoke gloomily.