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Chapter 2011 It belongs to you, there are too many memories.

Wei Xin was almost pissed off by his assistant, "You don't know anything, you're 'too good'. Is this something worth 'too good'!"

The assistant immediately snatched Wei Xin's laptop from his desk, "Mr. Wei, please take a look! I'll help you with these things. Leave me the busy affairs. You can go and have a date with Miss Han Qingyan tonight!"

Should his assistant be so "concerned"! Wei Xin's face turned red and white, and he stood up from the president's desk and impatiently unbuttoned a collar button, "Are you sure you can finish your work?"

He looked disgusted, wasn’t he still thinking about looking for her... The little assistant muttered in his heart, but he didn’t dare to show it, so he could only nod, “It’s okay, boss, I’m here, don’t worry about chasing Miss Han!”

Wei Xin didn't hear anything wrong with this sentence for a moment, or he subconsciously had already agreed to his relationship with Han Qingyan. He grabbed the coat on the back of the chair and walked out with his long legs. His steps were particularly fast. His assistant stared at his hurried back and his mouth was tilted.

Isn’t that perfect match for the eldest daughter of the Han family and her boss?

It's great, there will be a beautiful boss lady in the future! Who knew that Wei Xin rushed home so anxiously and saw a car parked at the door of his house. A person wearing professional work clothes was walking up and down from the car, holding a few boxes in his hand, busy entering and leaving his house.

Wei Xin's heart trembled violently, and he stepped forward and asked loudly, "What are you doing?"

!”

Some staff members were startled and immediately came over and said hello, "We are helping the hostess here move, it is from the moving company. Hello."

move place.

She really wanted to move... Wei Xin was so panicked that she rushed in to find Han Qingyan's figure. Sure enough, she was dismantling the game console in the living room. When she saw the game console, Wei Xin felt a tingling feeling and began to slowly climb up from her spine.

That was the birthday gift she bought for him. They once completed the horror game online together and kept breaking records.

But now - Han Qingyan's hand was a few seconds, just like the data cables were pulled down, and then the game console was put into the box. The main body of the game console, which had lost its power, was silent in the moving box, as if it was a dead stone.

It also ran all night, carrying the joys, sorrows and joys of him and her countless nights.

Wei Xin's Adam's apple moved up and down, "Qingyan..." Hearing the sound, Han Qingyan was taking off her book from the bookshelf. She held the book in her chest and looked back, and found that Wei Xin, who was hurriedly returning home, was standing at the door, with panic and pain written on her face, looking at her with an indescribable look.

It seems that I am extremely sad.

Han Qingyan laughed softly, "I deliberately came to move things after get off work early, but I didn't expect you to come back so early..." I remembered that his assistant had taken over the job for him and asked him to rush home, Wei Xin felt it was so sarcastic. Someone gave up his rest for him, but reality slapped him hard.

"You asked so many people to move things..." Wei Xin choked up, speaking with anger and accusation, "Are you planning to move all my house!!!"
Chapter completed!
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