Jewelry branch after the last big exchange, is not the same as before. Xia Yihan is very popular. She wants to leave. Many colleagues surround her and ask her why she wants to leave. They all say they are reluctant to part with her.

Xia Yihan explained one by one that she was leaving Dongjiang because of some private affairs.

With a kind of sadness of parting, she left her job and thought about it. She decided to go to Ye Zimo to talk about the security guard.

Xia Yihan comes out from the jewelry branch and goes to the entrance of the elevator dedicated to the president. Ye Zimo has already informed the security guard that Xia Yihan has come and wants to be released directly.

"Hello, Miss Xia!" The company's special security guard said respectfully, opened the elevator, escorted Xia Yihan to the top floor.

Ye Zimo stood in front of the French window on the top floor of the skyscraper, staring out of the window in silence.

The floor is too high, everyone looks so small. When Xia Yihan arrives, he knows. Unfortunately, he can't see her clearly here.

How much he wanted to get close to her, even if he just looked at her, he felt much better.

"Hello, Mr. Ye! Miss Xia is here. " Report to the security guard after knocking on the door.

Ye Zimo's body was stiff, then he raised his voice and said, "please come in!"

It was just a few words. When he said it, he found that his throat was a little astringent.

Xia Yihan's breathing is also uneven. Is that feeling full of expectation and fear? Xia Yihan, you can't do this, you have to face him calmly.

She took a deep breath, then opened the door calmly with a faint smile.

Ye Zimo was still standing by the window, motionless. Every day to face the woman, at this time he did not know how he should look at her.

He always wanted to defend himself, for fear that his eager eyes would upset her.

He is also afraid that he can not help but want to hold her, want to kiss her, want to say to her, don't separate, he can't stand.

He can't do that, no matter how hard he is, he has to bear it.

Xia Yihan enters the door. The security guard closes the door behind her. Her eyes fall on the tall and straight man beside the window.

Is it her delusion? Why does she think it's just one night that I haven't seen him, he looks more lonely.

Lonely, more than him, she herself is not the same?

Just look at him, she had a sad feeling, a strong impulse to tears. She took a deep breath again, smiled at herself, and walked slowly towards him.

For a short distance, I don't know how long it took. When she got closer to him, she saw his back stiff.

He clearly knew that she had come in, why didn't he look back at her? Did he not know how to face her? Just like she didn't know how to face him.

"Ye Zimo." She went a few steps behind him and whispered to him.

The three words she said were very difficult, and she had a feeling of turning and turning back and forth.

She and he are just a few steps away, as long as she said she couldn't give up, he would hold her tightly and tell him that he couldn't give up, right?

"Coming? Say what you want to say Ye Zimo did not look back, still standing stiff, looking out of the window, his hands tightly against his impulse to turn around and hold her.

She only saw his back, but not his face. She didn't dare to think about it.

"I mean, we've been separated, so let's separate completely. There's no need for any involvement."

She tried to make her voice calm and cold. At this time, she did not say anything heartless. She was afraid that he would never forget her.

She was very successful. Ye Zimo felt that his heart was like being stabbed in with a sharp knife. His eyes became sad, and a painful smile came out of his mouth.

So he doesn't look back, so she can't see his emotions.

Xia Yihan, you don't have to worry about my feelings. I deserve everything.

"That's what I want to say. It's completely separated. We seem to have nothing to do with it?" He asked, the voice is deliberately suppressed indifference.

"You also sent a car and a security guard to follow me. In the future, I won't take the car you arranged. I'll start again. I don't want to see people or things related to you. Now that we are separated, let's forget each other's existence completely. That's what I'm here to tell you. If I leave, I won't use it if you arrange them to follow me

Xia Yihan forced himself to finish these words in one breath. After that, he almost seemed to run away. He turned around and walked outside the office.

"Wait!" Ye Zimo suddenly turns around, and Xia Yihan naturally stops and looks back at him.

Two people's eyes so collided together, his eyes can not hide the sadness, so does her.

Xia Yihan saw a slight stubble on his chin. He has always been such an elegant man. Apart from her, he didn't shave this morning.

He looks extremely haggard, is she thinking too much, or he really can't let go?Tears, without warning again in the eyes of flooding, Xia Yihan tried to restrain, quietly asked: "still something?"

Anything else?

From then on, he had to have something to talk to her. They broke up, and they were doomed to be unable to do even friends.

Two people who love each other are destined to be separated or to love each other fiercely. Their strong feelings make them have no gentle zone to be friends with.

He couldn't eat with her, he couldn't talk and laugh with her freely. They couldn't find a way to get along with each other naturally.

"The car is your car, and the security guard is your security guard. You can sit down if you like, or you can't if you don't. What is arranged for you is what is arranged for you and will not be taken back. This is not to tangle with you, I promised your mother to take care of you for life. So whether together or apart, I will fulfill my promise. It's all right. Go back. "

Ye Zimo finished, did not look at her again, turned to look out of the window. Skyscraper, looking up, blue sky, open and distant, but not happy in the helpless and pain, his eyes more and more lonely.

"Ye..." Xia Yihan only said a word for ye, and ye Zimo held out his hand, indicating that she didn't have to say it.

His decision will not change, and no matter what she says, he will not withdraw the people who used to protect her.

Xia Yihan understands that if they continue to fight like this, they still have different opinions. He will insist on giving, but she will not.

Although there were 10000 voices in her heart calling for more communication with him, even if she only looked at him more, she did not stop, straightened her back and went out quickly.

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, ye Zimo's body froze again.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pressed Lin Ling's number and gave her an order.

Xia Yihan walked out of the gate of the group, and the security guard came up again. She just said calmly, "thank you very much, but I have already told Mr. Ye that I will not take your car in the future, nor will I accept your protection. I know what you mean. I'll remember. Thank you. I'm gone

"Miss Xia, wait!" She heard someone call her behind her. Her voice was a little cold and light. Turning her head, she saw Lin Ling with short hair and ears, trotting towards her on high heels.

"Hello, assistant Lin." Xia Yihan greets with a smile.

Although Lin Ling doesn't laugh at anyone most of the time, much like Ye Zimo's paralyzed apathy in front of her, Xia Yihan has a good impression on her.

She is able and agile, and sincerely for ye Zimo.

She likes Ye Zimo. She knows that maybe it's Lin Ling's chance to leave?

Xia Yihan thinks that ye Zimo and Lin Ling come together. She thinks that it should be a good thing for ye Zimo. Lin Ling is more capable than her and is his right arm. She will certainly help him make everything at home and outside his home properly.

But when she really imagined Ye Zimo and Lin Ling holding hands in her mind, she was still a little stuffy.

"Mr. Ye has entrusted me to deliver you something so that you can come with me to the opposite cafe for a while?" Lin Ling didn't wait for Xia Yihan to ask her what she wanted. She said it herself first.

Xia Yihan nodded, "good!"

They went to the cafe one after the other. As soon as they entered, someone said hello to Lin Ling. Lin Ling nodded to each other.

This coffee shop is also under Fu's name. The environment is very good. It doesn't open to the public. It is specially used by the senior officials of the Fu family to hold meetings, so that everyone in the cafe knows Lin Ling.

Lin Ling leads Xia Yihan to sit down in a seat. Xia Yihan doesn't know what special place they are sitting in.

The service staff gave them a menu. Of course, there is no price menu. Just order it.

Xia Yihan doesn't want to stay with the people around Ye Zimo for too long. She doesn't want to be so emotional. After seeing ye Zimo, she couldn't calm down. She really wanted to find a place to relieve herself.

"A glass of lemonade will do." Lin Ling succinctly said that Xia Yihan saw her order for a drink. It seemed that she would not finish the talk all at once. She did not want to refuse other people's good intentions. She also ordered a cup of coffee casually.

Lin Ling holds a file bag in her hand. After sitting down, she puts the document bag on the table, but she doesn't go straight to the key points as she does every time.

In fact, in addition to handing the document bag to Xia Yihan, she also has other tasks to do, that is to drag Xia Yihan to sit in the coffee shop for a while.

She is really not good at playing with other people, saying that there is nothing, her life seems to be rigid, in addition to work is work, even if it is dreaming about work.

Xia Yihan is also a bit unaccustomed to Lin Ling sitting there and not talking to her, as if he wanted to say it and didn't know where to start.

"Assistant Lin, you can tell me what you want." Xia Yihan thinks that in addition to taking things for her, she has something else to say to her.

Or is it related to Ye Zi Mo? Knowing that she quit, she wants to know what ye Zimo likes, and asks her specially?It's not right. Lin Ling knows more about ye Zimo than her ex fiancee. After all, they have been together for so long.

"Nothing. I'm just..." Lin Ling never talked so much. She thought to herself that although she was Ye Zimo's special assistant, it was really uncomfortable for her to do such a thing.

"In fact, I still like you very much, Miss Xia. I thought you and Mr. Ye could really get along for a hundred years. I can't believe that you separated so quickly. I've been with Mr. Ye for so many years, and I've never seen him take any woman seriously. I've heard about you. I always thought that your mind is broad-minded and can't tolerate him. Although I don't know the specific situation of the matter, I think that if you really love each other, you should not give up Since she couldn't find anything else to say, Lin Ling simply said what she really thought in her heart.

Xia Yihan was silent, and she went on to say, "maybe you think I'm standing and talking without pain in my back. What I said is too inhumane. But I still want to ask, is there a perfect love in the world? Whose feelings have no trace of impurities? This is the reality, where can we find the feeling without a trace of regret in the real world? Miss Song's pregnancy, according to the month of pregnancy should be Mr. Ye and miss song or unmarried husband and wife relationship. In terms of their relationship at that time, it was not too much to have an intimate affair with emotion and reason. "

In front of the table behind their seats, ye Zimo's brows wrinkled tightly. He wanted Lin Ling to hold on to Xia Yihan. He just told her to chat with her casually, but he didn't let her say anything about it.

He was probably crazy. When he met on the top floor, he didn't hear her say a few words, so he wanted to listen to her. He and she were two sofas away.

He pressed his mobile phone and sent a message to Lin Ling.

"Miss Xia, he has done so much for you. Can't you really tolerate his things at that time and don't consider accepting them? I know Mr. Ye's character, even if he has another 100 children, it will not affect the life between you and him... " Her words just said here, a cell phone jingle ring, she press open a look, only a few words: don't talk nonsense.

Lin Ling had no choice but to stop talking, but she was unconvinced. If it's her, even if ye Zimo just gives her a little warmth, he doesn't need to do as much as he does for Xia Yihan. As long as he can say that he likes her, he doesn't even care whether it's true or not. As long as there are three words about him, she is willing to die for him, let alone accept a child.

Xia Yihan's face is very bad. Lin Ling's words are sharp, but they are all facts.

When she left, she thought she was too selfish.

When ye Zimo and song wanting were together, they had a proper relationship. She was a stock, a fund, a real estate, a car Xia Yihan was really surprised by the column of total property.

Although Ye Zimo's wealth is simply a legend, no one knows how much money he has, but he has a certain amount of money.

It was hard to imagine how much he had given her. From this point of view, he was about to give her the whole fortune.

Xia Yihan has never looked at the multiple aspects of money. She always thinks that no matter who she is, the biggest pursuit of living should be happiness and spiritual satisfaction. With the loved one together, even if the simple food, wear the goods, as long as mutual love, is also happy.

She didn't agree with the sentence that she would rather cry in a BMW than smile behind a bicycle, but she knew that many people agreed. Maybe everyone can understand the power of money.

Money is not omnipotent, but sometimes it does represent a certain amount of weight.

In our life, we can see that there are too many divorcing husband and wife who do not hesitate to fight for property in court. What's more, they maliciously conceal their property and try to make each other less and themselves more.

She broke into the Ye family door, not married, leave Ye Zimo unexpectedly willing to give her so much, this moment she is not only a hundred million rich woman.

How many women dream of it?