Murong Qingzhen closed his eyes weakly, and there were a thousand needles in his head pricking his painful nerves.
The microphone fell weakly on the table.
"If you don't believe it, I still have evidence here." The voice was as cold as a knife's edge, gleaming with cold light.
This was the final fatal blow to him. Murong Qingzhen suddenly seemed to have all his strength drained away. The world in front of him was spinning, and something suddenly collapsed in his heart.
Closing his eyes, he rejected the light. From then on, only darkness spread in his world.
It was a week later that Jiang Zimo walked out of the castle of love specially built for her by Murong Qingzhen under the arrangement of Ying Bailu, Yang Yang and others. The reason she gave Murong Qingzhen was very simple and sufficient.
Ying Bailu and Yang Yang took her to Hangzhou to enjoy the spring and relax. With their care, Murong Qingzhen didn't have to worry at all. Moreover, Ying Bailu promised that she would take good care of her.
In the end, Murong Qingzhen had no objection to this. It seemed that during the time when he was idle at home, Murong Group did have a lot of things waiting for him to deal with.
When Ying Bailu and Yang Yang drove over to pick her up, they agreed that the three of them would stay in Hangzhou for five days and then return.
In fact, she had booked a flight to London a week ago.
When Murong Qingzhen sent her out, he still had an affectionate smile on his face. Even outsiders like Ying Bailu and Yang Yang could see how much he doted on her.
That look in her eyes, as if she were his most cherished priceless treasure.
In the speeding car, Ying Bailu asked while driving: "Azi, have you left him a letter?"
Jiang Zimo nodded slightly and said, "I'll have the courier deliver it directly to his office."
"That's good. It avoids the embarrassing situation where you two are face to face but can't explain clearly."
Jiang Zimo didn't answer, she just stared at the scenery passing by outside the window. It seemed that everything outside was so novel to her at this time. In fact, she had indeed closed herself for too long,
It had been a long time since she had breathed this kind of air that smelled of urban luxury and billowing red dust, and it had been a long time since she had looked at the city where she grew up with such cold eyes.
Closing my eyes, there is still pain spreading in my heart. However, no matter how great the pain is, it will eventually become an eternal memory as she leaves?
Qingzhen, I cannot accept your love, please forgive me.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the three people who had eaten in Hangzhou drove to the airport in silence.
When parting, there were not many words. The tears and reluctance were all hidden in each other's eyes.
"Take care! Azi! Although it is said that all feasts in the world must come to an end, I still hope that the day when we meet again will not be too far away!"
Jiang Zimo hugged her two close friends tightly. Apart from nodding, she had no other way to express her emotions.
"If you have to prepare for the wedding, we can't come together. She asked me to bring this to you." A pink envelope contained a unique greeting card and a bank card shining with platinum luster.
Jiang Zimo kept the greeting card, pushed the bank card back and said: "No need for this, I have money."
"Take it, this is not only her intention, it also contains my and Yang Yang's intentions."
"That's it, four sisters in one life. Ah Zi, no matter where you go, you will always be our dearest and most beloved sister."