The old housekeeper sighed softly and stood aside for a long time, then shook his head and turned away.
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The Yi family's office building in City M has been replaced by another young owner.
After Yi Ningxia finished processing all the documents submitted by her subordinates, she stood up.
He turned and looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him.
His office building is at the highest point of the company, with a panoramic view of the entire M city.
The snow has not yet melted, and the sun shines on the snow, making the whole city M seem to be dyed with a halo, shining brightly.
It's extremely cold at high places.
He felt cold for no reason.
He remembered that Mo Ling told him a few days ago that Yi Ningxiu was leaving, and also remembered that Mrs. Yi came over a few days ago and was kicked out by him.
Then, he thought of Su Qianqian again.
During this time, he rarely thought of her, but at this moment, he began to miss her extremely.
Probably... it's because he started to feel lonely.
However, no one will ever come over and hold his hand when he is alone and say to him, Ningxia, let’s play together...
He looked at the layers of snow and suddenly realized that his family was no longer there...
There is nowhere to go.
At this moment, he actually felt a little nostalgic for the Yi Mansion that he had once hated so much.
Over the years, he had never had any feelings for that place, but once he left, he still felt a little lonely.
He no longer has a home.
With sharp eyes, he withdrew his eyes and stared at every scene in the office, feeling a little confused for no reason.
Is what he did right or wrong?
But no one can tell him anymore.
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Night has fallen.
Mrs. Yi sat blankly at the dining table alone, looking at the extremely shabby food in front of her.
Almost all the servants have been dismissed, leaving only a few elderly cooks and housekeepers. The huge Yi Mansion is so quiet that you can almost hear breathing.
At noon, she sold all her jewelry and transferred it to the bank account Su Qingqing sent her.
She had nothing left, only this old house that she had worked so hard to get into stayed with her.
She looked at the dining table. On the left, there used to be the seats of Yi Ningxiu and Su Qianqian. On the right, there were the seats of her and Su Qingqing. The old man who was sitting in the chair had passed away long ago. Now, she was the only one on this table.
Guard.
She held the chopsticks and couldn't eat, so she kept silent.
She had many things on her mind, when she was young, when she was middle-aged, and now.
Then I thought of Su Qianqian.
If Su Qianqian were here, she would never let her be so unhappy alone. She would definitely tell her a lot of interesting things, just like they used to do when they were watching TV on the sofa. Everyone would watch TV and listen to her.
Chatting non-stop.
How happy she was before...
Even if Su Qingqing went to the United States, she didn't feel lonely at all.
She couldn't help but look up at the place where Su Qianqian had been sitting.
She has been away for a long time, and the chair has also fallen into dust.
Just like the past, it has become very far away.
Her heart clenched tightly, and she finally couldn't bear it any longer, put down her chopsticks, lay on the table and cried softly.
How good it would be if she was still here, how good it would be if she hadn't left, how good it would be if nothing changed...
However, there is no going back.
She knew this clearly in her heart, and she became even more sad and regretful.
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