The next morning, Yao Hanbing went to the mall and bought a lot of gifts. Because last time the two elders of the Genji family secretly took little Yao to L City, she left in a hurry and had no chance to buy gifts for her family. Now they will make up for it together.
She chose a Tang Dynasty porcelain vase from Jingdezhen for her father. Jingdezhen porcelain is finely crafted, of high quality, and unique in style. It is famous at home and abroad for being "as white as jade, as bright as a mirror, as thin as paper, and as loud as a sound." After she selected it,
, ask the store to mail it directly to City L. The boss will wrap it carefully and put it in a stable wooden box.
Next, Yao Hanbing went to the mall to choose silk scarves and gloves for her mother. The weather was about to turn cold in the north, so she bought a complete set of silk scarves, gloves, socks and hanging accessories. She also bought a new set for her brother Xiaoxiang this year.
Great sportswear in trendy styles.
Yao Hanbing walked out of the mall carrying two bags, but a slender figure covered in dust was staring at her.
With a "click" sound, the bag in her hand fell down.
"Xianchen..."
Tears flowed out of her eyes like a fountain. She originally thought that she would almost never see him again in this life.
However, he stood in front of her, looking at her as affectionately as usual. He was so tired, as if he had come here as soon as he got off the plane, just to find her.
"Bing'er..."
Xuan Xianchen looked at her dreamingly and shouted in a low voice, making Yao Hanbing's tears flow even faster.
She didn't care to pick up the dropped bag and wanted to run away. She had no face to see him, let alone her. When she ran away from their wedding, she knew that she owed him her whole life.
"Bing'er! Don't leave! I've been looking for you for three years, and I finally got the news about you. Do you want me to look for you again?"
Xuan Xianchen stepped forward and grabbed her slim arm, and said anxiously behind her.
Yao Hanbing stood there and never left. He pulled her back. She looked at his handsome face, which was thinner and sunken than three years ago. She cried even harder and could no longer speak.
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The light is projected through the leaves of different shapes and sizes, the vines are entangled in the forest, and the leaves are moving in the breeze.
Yao Hanbing stared at a patch of wisteria. The purple flowers were brilliant and fragrant. The reason why the wisteria bloomed well was because there was enough sunlight, so the flowers and leaves were luxuriant every year.
The reason why people are happy is because they have feelings in their hearts, and most importantly, they have people who treat them equally.
Xuan Xianchen hugged Yao Hanbing from behind, his slightly cool body hugging her warm body, which made his affection even more evident.
"Bing'er, come back with me. We will get married abroad and live abroad together. Let's start over again."
Her body stiffened slightly.
"I don't care about Xiaofan, it was just an accident, I don't blame you. I only want you, I only want you, Bing'er..."
It has been half a year since I took charge of the branch office abroad. Recently, I heard from my assistant that a woman who looked like Yao Hanbing had appeared near Yao's home in China.
Although there was a little boy who was only three years old beside her, he didn't care about thinking about this. He just wanted to see her. He wanted to hold her tightly, hold her in his arms, and never let her leave again.
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He quickly put down the work at hand and took a special plane back immediately. Later, he didn't see her in L city, and then traveled to the south again, where he finally saw her.
"Xianchen, have you forgotten me? We can't, we can't be together."
Her crystal tears flowed out. He was so beautiful, but she was just an ordinary woman. She never knew that she might not be worthy of him, but she had been asking for it from the beginning.
If, at the beginning, she didn't accept anyone's invitation to dance at Xuan's corporate anniversary celebration, then the ending wouldn't be like this.