Xi Junluo looked at Sang Yuxuan helplessly, knowing that she would not be the permanent favorite of the slutty CEO. When she received a call from Yi Tianhao yesterday, the two of them were speechless on the phone. There was no quarrel or blame.
Some are just an explanation that he will take over that man to take care of Sang Yuxuan. No matter whether Sang Yuxuan is willing to accept Xi Junluo or not, Xi Junluo will not change his original intention.
"This is a ticket to France. I also have one. You are going to France for further study, and I am going to coach. No matter what your reasons are, France is your dream paradise. You can choose not to go. I will not force you to go."
You, but...that's your chance!"
Xi Junluo looked at Sang Yuxuan silently, wondering if she was still nostalgic for everything in the villa at this time.
Sang Yuxuan looked at the green fields in the distance. There once was a girl holding an easel. She went to the art academy in the distance to paint with joyful steps. She had many dreams, but those dreams were all there.
Dad was lost in the conspiracy deal with Yi Tianhao.
Although those dreams were far away, they still tempted her. She was twenty-one years old and she still had a long way to go in the future. Since the extravagant hope of love was gone, there was no reason to give up her dream.
Yi Tianhao is Sang Yuxuan's nightmare. She met a bad man who threw her beloved heart to the ground and crushed it. Now that she has woken up from the dream, it is time to find her own dream.
"I'm going to France!"
"Haha, I knew you would agree. Get in the car. Let's go to the manor to see my uncle first, and then we will set off for France!"
Sang Yuxuan nodded and looked back at the dirt road leading to the villa. Sang Yuxuan wanted to cry. She felt something was tugging at her heart. As the car drove away, her heart became dry.
Already.
Yi Tianhao felt that all his persistence had collapsed. He had lost his little girl, the woman who once gave him endless reveries, and the mother of his son.
Sang Yuxuan's willful voice rang in her ears:
"Uncle... is going to die."
"I can't do it. I'm young, green, uninteresting, unsexy, thin, and have no meat at all. I'm not as good as this quick steak..."
"You don't love me, and I don't love you either. This is wrong!"
"Uncle! Don't brag!"
…
Yi Tianhao didn't know how to get rid of those sounds. He ran to the fields quickly. His eyes in the afternoon were particularly dazzling. There were no traces of Sang Yuxuan anywhere in the empty fields. She was gone. That little woman really walked out of Yi Tianhao.
The world of Tianhao.
"Don't leave, Yuxuan, come back!"
Yi Tianhao took a step back, shook his hand angrily, ran back to the villa, jumped on the off-road vehicle, and decided to chase the little girl back.
Yi Tianhao started the car, and as soon as he turned around, the butler ran out sweating profusely, "Sir, sir, wait a minute, the young master seems to be feeling unwell!"
"Yunchen..." Yi Tianhao glanced at Sang's Manor, jumped out of the car helplessly, and hurried to the villa.
…
Sang Yuxuan stood at the boarding passage of the airport and looked back helplessly. Only her father with regretful eyes stood there. There was no figure of the man she expected. She didn't expect Yi Tianhao to come see her off. Maybe
She didn't want that man to appear at all. If Yi Tianhao really came, she didn't know if she would have the courage to leave.
If Yi Tianhao rushed out at this moment and said that he loved her, she would be so touched, but... that was impossible. That man was ruthless and cold-blooded. He was selfish and arrogant. He didn't love anyone.
Maybe if I don't see him, I can feel a little calmer. If I really see him, I don't know what kind of trouble will happen.
"Go in!" Xi Junluo said softly.
"Yeah!" Sang Yuxuan looked back reluctantly.
Goodbye, Sang's Manor, goodbye Yi Tianhao, goodbye, dad, goodbye, little baby...
The plane took off on time. As the plane slowly ascended, Sang Yuxuan's heart slowly calmed down. She let out a long sigh, "Sang Yuxuan, don't think about it. Except for Yunchen, she is still her concern."
Let them all become Sang Yuxuan’s past!
Sang Yuxuan plunged into a brand new life. The abundant art ocean made her overwhelmed for a while. She met many friends in France, and the gradually expanding life circle was a surprise. What Tianhao brought to her was also
Unhappiness gradually faded away.
A young and young woman emerged from her cocoon. She thought that the past was over, but would things be as simple as she thought?
The tense study atmosphere prevented Sang Yuxuan from returning to China to visit her son at any time, but her longing for Yunchen became stronger and stronger. As a mother, it was difficult for her to let go of that feeling.
Fortunately, she would often receive letters from her father, who would mention her little Yunchen in the letters, and would also mail her some photos. Yunchen was getting bigger and bigger, and he could already sit and make people happy.
"Son, when mommy takes a vacation, mommy will fly back to see you as soon as possible!"
Sang Yuxuan held the photo in front of her chest and looked at the greenery outside the window with fascination. Yunchen may have forgotten her mother. The little one was just one month old when she left. But it doesn't matter, as long as she takes a look at it, she will be satisfied.
Already.
I wonder if Yi Tianhao always has time to accompany Yun Chen. Maybe he has no thoughts on the child at all. He is a man who is unwilling to be lonely. There must be other women around him, right?
Sang Yuxuan wanted to laugh at herself. They were already divorced. It was normal for him to have other women. Could it be that she still expected a carefree man to not have a woman by his side?
"Miss Sang, your letter!"
The young man who delivered the letter put the letter in Sang Yuxuan's mailbox. When he saw Sang Yuxuan sitting in a daze at the window of the bachelor's apartment, he shouted loudly.
The letter must be from dad. I don’t know what good news it brought this time. Sang Yuxuan ran out of the single apartment quickly and picked up the letter. It was indeed from dad. She couldn’t wait to open the letter.
Yes, there are no photos. Why are there no photos of Yun Chen?
After reading the content of the letter, she couldn't help but laugh. Yi Tianhao, this bastard, she must kill that man.
"Yuxuan:
Yi Tianhao took the child away, and the housekeeper was the only one left in the villa. Dad couldn't see Yunchen anymore, so I can't give you another photo of Yunchen this time. I heard from the housekeeper that Yi Tianhao went to Canada.
, Fiddles Castle, the place where he was born. If you have time, go and see Yun Chen. Dad really misses him...
Also, if the letter arrives in time, daddy wants to say, baby: Happy birthday!"
After reading her father's letter, Sang Yuxuan felt nothing about her birthday, but raised her eyebrows. The bad man Yi Tianhao, why did he take the child away without even saying hello? How could he say that he was the same?
The child's mother, even if she can't contact her, should at least say hello to her father in advance, you arrogant stinky man.
Sang Yuxuan glanced at her watch. It was time for class. She quickly ran back to the apartment, changed into a plain skirt, tied her long hair back into a beautiful ponytail, and took her textbook and picture folder.
, ran out of the apartment quickly.
After coming to France for more than half a year, Sang Yuxuan has become accustomed to the life here. The only thing that makes her feel a little troublesome is Xi Junluo. She can never find the feeling of admiration she had before, even though she tried to accept that man
, but there is a guy's shadow that always covers the front of Xi Junluo, and he can't wave it away, with a playful smile and a mocking expression.
Yi Tianhao is such a haunting guy.
Sang Yuxuan walked into the classroom, and several French male college students whistled at her excitedly. She was used to this situation. Among many international students, Sang Yuxuan was like an Oriental lily, with that kind of
Classical beauty attracts Chinese men as well as Western men.
She found a seat and sat down. As soon as she put down her book, a blond French boy sat down next to her, propped up his chin, and placed a lily in front of her eyes.
Sang Yuxuan had become accustomed to Western men's way of expressing love regardless of the occasion or time. She laughed helplessly, threw the lily on the table, and rejected the French boy in French that was not fluent enough.
The French boy shrugged at his partner next to him and announced that the date had failed. Sang Yuxuan shook her head in boredom. Sometimes she really envied their courage. They were good at expressing themselves and didn't feel any shame even if they failed.
Today's class is from Xi Junluo. That guy actually chose to teach at Sang Yuxuan's school. The purpose is obvious. He will ask Sang Yuxuan out to eat and chat from time to time, but they rarely mention Yi Tianhao.
and children, after all, that topic would make Sang Yuxuan feel very embarrassed.
As for their relationship, there was not much progress. Xi Junluo clearly felt that there was an invisible force blocking them. The man Sang Yuxuan loved was not him.
Every time after class, Xi Junluo was used to being the last one to leave. He was waiting for Sang Yuxuan, and this time was no exception.
"There will be no classes next. If Miss Sang is free, I would like to offer you a meal. You can choose to refuse, or you can accept, but... refusing will make me feel very sad!" Xi Junluo laughed.
"Of course I accepted it. There is no reason to eat for nothing if I don't accept it. My scholarship isn't much! It's not enough for a big meal!"
Sang Yuxuan laughed and went out to eat with Xi Junluo. She had another purpose. Xi Junluo was Yi Tianhao's friend and must know about that guy's general overview of Fiddles Castle.
"I knew you wouldn't let this opportunity go, so let's go!"
Xi Junluo was really happy. It had been half a year. He had not made any emotional demands to Sang Yuxuan. After all, the impact of divorce on Sang Yuxuan was not small. It was impossible for her heart to be without a little pain. Those were all
It takes time to recover.
From the moment he got on the plane, Xi Junluo secretly made up his mind. He wanted Sang Yuxuan to recover from the harm Yi Tianhao had done to her. Three years in France would be the best opportunity for him.