Song Anqi almost couldn't remember the last time she saw Qin Lang.

Since that time in the hospital, after she and Song Tiantian quarreled, he broke up with her when he went back, and then - he completely played with her and disappeared!

The phone didn't answer, and she couldn't find it everywhere, as if he had evaporated from the world overnight.

She took out her mobile phone from her bag and stubbornly called him again.

For the first time, the phone was obviously connected, but Qin Lang refused to answer.

The second time, there was a sound, and it hung up directly.

The hatred in Song Anqi's eyes became more and more intense.

She clearly understood who Qin Lang was for because he was so alienated from her!

How much I loved before, how much I hate now.

Song Anqi loves Qin Lang too much, she can't stand Qin Lang's attitude towards this relationship.

He said that he would break it, what did he take her for?

Song Anqi drove the car in a daze and returned to the villa where she used to live with Qin Lang, and there was no doubt that she was empty.

The servant told her that Qin Lang hadn't been back here for a long time, and he had already taken some important things with him, and it was estimated that he didn't plan to come back to live in the future.

Song Anqi was like a thunderbolt from the blue.

"Tell me where he moved to!" She didn't care about her image, and her face was distorted and she yelled at the servants.

The servants looked at each other, as if they hadn't heard it, after all, before Qin Lang left, he had instructed them not to tell Song Anqi about his whereabouts.

"If you don't say it, if you don't say it, I'll die to show you!" Song Anqi grabbed a fruit knife on the coffee table and put it on her wrist, she stared at them with red eyes, and her appearance was quite terrifying.

The servants trembled in their hearts, Song Anqi looked crazy, they were really difficult to handle.

"Miss Song, don't be impulsive, I'll call Young Master Qin now!" The old housekeeper hurriedly came out to dissuade her, her life was at stake, and she was afraid that something would happen.

She hurriedly ran to the side and dialed Qin Lang's phone.

"Hey, Young Master Qin, it's me!" The housekeeper turned his head sideways, glanced at Song Anqi, who was making a lot of trouble behind him, suppressed his voice, and said cautiously, "Miss Song is back, asking about your whereabouts." ”

"Nope." Qin Lang replied coldly, and was about to hang up the phone.

"But...... But Miss Song said that if she didn't know your whereabouts, she would kill herself! The butler's voice trembled.

She watched as the fruit knife on Song Anqi's wrist was slowly sinking, cutting her skin, and bright red blood continued to soak out.

"Miss Song, don't be impulsive!" The housekeeper didn't care about anything, and strode to Song Anqi's side, she stuffed the phone into Song Anqi's hand, "Well, this is Young Master Qin's phone, just tell him what you want to say, he's listening!" ”

Qin Lang's phone?

Song Anqi excitedly threw away the knife in her hand.

"Qin Lang, where are you, where are you! Why won't you see me? Do you know that I need you now? ”

Song Anqi sat on the ground without any image, crying aggrievedly.

Now, her so-called career is gone, her family is gone, and even Qin Lang, she can't hold on to it.

She was really uncomfortable, and that feeling was even more painful than killing her.

Qin Lang on the other end of the phone remained silent for a long time, and Song Anqi saw that he was unmoved, and the more he cried, the more fierce he became.

Qin Lang was also a little irritable, his patience had been completely exhausted by Song Anqi.