Chen Sijia was wearing a fiery red dress, and her slim figure was as hot as her clothes and makeup.
"How have you considered my proposal?" She stood at the door without sitting down. It seemed that she was just waiting for Xiang Xiaochuang to say a word before she could just tear up the checkbook and leave. Staying for a while longer would be a waste.
"I..." Xiang Xiaochuang spoke with difficulty, thinking sadly about the cold war between her and Du Jiawen.
"Today I accompanied Jiawen to the company's banquet. You should clearly realize that even if he can pamper you now, the only person standing by his side is me!"
Although he had known this for a long time, Chen Sijia said it in person, which still made Xiang Xiaochuang feel that a sharp sword was buried deeper in his already turbulent heart, causing sharp pain.
"Tell me, I hope you can be self-aware and don't speak loudly." Chen Sijia seemed to understand that she had secured the victory, with her usual arrogance.
Xiang Xiaochuang stared blankly at her exquisite makeup and tall figure. She stood next to Du Jiawen, holding hands and smiling in the shadow of her fragrant clothes.
Just imagining such a scene made her stomach cramp in pain. If she saw it with her own eyes, she didn't even know if she would have the courage to stand in front of them.
Maybe, it's really time to leave.
She raised her head and looked calm.
"If I choose to leave, it will be early tomorrow morning. However, I hope you promise me that Xiaoling's surgery will be arranged in time, and I don't want anything else."
Chen Sijia seemed a little surprised: "I will write you a check worth one million. I will prepare the air ticket for you and leave it at the service desk. You can pick it up early in the morning."
She didn't wait for Xiang Xiaochuang to refuse, signed a check, held it with two fingers and handed it over. Xiang Xiaochuang glanced at her with pursed lips, and a mocking smile suddenly appeared on his lips.
Laughter lines gradually appeared on her lips, and she pinched the check with two fingers. Without looking at it, she tore it in half, folded it up, and tore it in half again...
The check fell from the palm of his hand like a butterfly, but Xiang Xiaochuang's face looked as relaxed as relief.
"I didn't leave because of your threat. Rather, it was time for me to leave." Xiang Xiaochuang said lightly, "I think it's time for you to go back, in case President Du can't find you all the time.
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Chen Sijia turned around and left without saying a word. The red image was a touch of blood on her heart, which gradually and finally dissipated from her sight. Xiang Xiaochuang stood up and closed the door tightly, but she no longer had the strength to support her back to bed.
The person slowly slid down the door, and tears welled up, like a vast ocean, spreading on his face.
He stretched out his sleeves and wiped it over and over again, finally gritting his teeth and crying softly.
Although it was clear in her heart, Du Jiawen could not give up her marriage with Chen Sijia. She didn't even know if she could win his heart.
Even being a lover may not last long.
Leaving was the best choice. As long as Xiaoling was safe, she thought, she would have nothing to ask for in this life.
She simply packed her luggage. In fact, she only had a small backpack. The pajamas she had never worn before seemed to be on a mission from gods and ghosts, so she stuffed them into her bag.
What will she leave behind as a souvenir of her love affair with him?
Perhaps, in this life, one day when she walks on the red carpet with another man, she will never forget Du Jiawen. Although she once humiliated herself, the beauty he gave her will be locked deep in her heart.
No matter it was pain or joy, she was willing to relive it again under the starry sky in the dead of night, on the green hills with warm spring flowers.
Every piece of clothing was neatly folded to pass the lonely time without Du Jiawen. But her eyes always glanced at the door from time to time. She couldn't even imagine what she would do when Du Jiawen stood at the door.
What kind of expressions and gestures should be used to welcome the last reunion before departure.
However, even after she sat on the sofa and waited for a long time, Du Jiawen still did not return to the hotel. She heard footsteps coming from the corridor and raised her wrist to look at her watch. The hands had already stayed firmly at twelve o'clock.
The door next door was opened, and Xiang Xiaochuang's heart sank to the bottom. It turned out that it was just Fang Tianwei...
Biting his lip, he finally opened the door and saw that Fang Tianwei was a little drunk and was touching the key, but he didn't look at the key hole for a long time. Even though he was feeling depressed, Xiang Xiaochuang couldn't help but smile at this time.
He stretched out his hand and snatched the key from his hand: "Let me open it for you, you are so drunk..."
"Xiaochang..." He murmured, seemingly not drunk enough to lose consciousness.
Xiang Xiaochuang shrugged and opened the door for him: "Where is the president? Didn't he come back with you?"
Fifty million is just a trap, he will get tired of you one day, you know?"
Xiang Xiaochuang seemed to have turned into a statue. Fang Tianwei's words broke her last fantasy. A wry smile appeared on the corner of her lips, maybe it was really time for her to leave.
She only wants a ticket, but unfortunately, she will never get this ticket. In the future, she will not be the one to break into the Du family. Even if she wants to lower herself to the dust, Chen Sijia
I can't tolerate myself either.
At that time, perhaps Du Jiawen had already forgotten his past with him.
Smiling bitterly, he gently broke away from his arm: "Tianwei, you are drunk, go to sleep..."
This sentence was said in a daze, and even I heard a hollow echo.
"Xiaochang...Xiaochuang..." The moment she turned around, Fang Tianwei suddenly rushed towards her. Xiang Xiaochuang was startled and hurriedly supported his staggering body.
"Leave Du Jiawen alone. He only sees you as his lover. His wedding to Chen Sijia will always be held this year or next year. What will you do then?"
What should she do? There was no way she could wait until the day they got married. Du Jiawen had already forgiven her 50 million worth of fictitious debts and left to relax.
Her mood became even more depressed. Xiang Xiaochuang tried hard to break away from Fang Tianwei, but his strength was surprisingly strong. As soon as he broke away, he held her tighter. It seemed that he was going to crush her wrist bones.
As if he was willing to give up, he used all his strength.
"Fang Tianwei, let go, it hurts so much!" Xiang Xiaochuang couldn't bear it anymore and yelled at him.
"Ah?" Fang Tianwei seemed to be stunned for a moment. After being drunk, his reaction became very slow. But he still seemed to be clear and clear about the spiritual platform, so he held her hand and looked at it.