"Yan Chengchi, I can't act like nothing happened, just like you can't watch me deal with Yan Sheng, there is ...... between us"

Xia Changyue gritted her teeth, couldn't say anything about breaking up, pushed him away, stopped a car, and left the hospital.

Seeing him standing on the side of the road, her stiff body, she covered her mouth with her hands and couldn't stop crying.

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Xia Changyue locked himself in his room and didn't go out for three whole days.

Every day, I just sit on the balcony in a daze, like a porcelain doll that has been drained of my soul.

Only when Yang Muya came over to tell her the progress of the investigation would her eyes become clear.

But as soon as Yang Muya left, she would start to be in a daze again.

Once there is tangible evidence that the car accident was instigated by Yan Sheng, she and Yan Chengchi will not be able to go back......

Sometimes, she even thinks that it would be nice if the information Yang Muya found was fake.

She would rather believe that the car accident was just an accident, and she doesn't want to have anything to do with the Yan family or Yan Chengchi.

"Miss, you haven't eaten for a day, if you continue like this, your body will not be able to stand it, will you drink a bowl of chicken soup?" The housekeeper took the soup cup, walked to Xia Changyue's side, and reminded him uneasily.

"I'm not hungry, Uncle Ming, where's my mother?" Xia Changyue came back to his senses and asked suddenly.

"Madame went out, I heard that there was a new clue, Madame took someone to check, and saw that the eldest lady was in a bad mood, so I didn't call you." The housekeeper looked at Xia Changyue, whose face was getting haggard day by day, and hurriedly lifted the lid and handed the soup cup to Xia Changyue.

"Miss, why don't you drink some soup, how can you bring the bad guys to justice if you go on like this?"

"......" Xia Changyue's gray eyes turned, listened to the housekeeper's words, picked up the spoon, and drank the soup one by one.

Drink all the chicken soup before letting the butler leave.

As soon as he was about to lie down on the tatami mat, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure coming in from outside the courtyard wall of the Yang family.

Xia Changyue was stunned, looked at the people walking towards her room, Zitong tightened, turned around and entered the room, closed the floor-to-ceiling windows, closed the curtains, lay on the bed, and wrapped herself in the quilt from beginning to end.

"Don't you want to see me so much?" Yan Chengchi's long figure stood alone on the balcony.

The black windbreaker rose with the wind, setting off the breath on his body even more lonely.

The bewitching face, pale, as if he hadn't slept for a few days, and his inky black eyes stared at Xia Changyue's room for a moment.

He knew she was inside, he just didn't want to see him.

In his mind, the picture of the last time he infiltrated Yang's house suddenly appeared.

At that time, she was smiling like a flower, and when she saw him, she was like a little fox, pounced on him, hugged his neck, and buried her face in his chest to be coquettish.

In just a few days, they became strangers to each other.

Is it that when she is sure that the car accident was really designed by his uncle, she will hate him together?

Yan Chengchi's face became more and more pale, and the perfect facial contours were tense.

The hand at his side, silently clenched into a fist, I don't know how long he stood on the balcony, before he turned away in disappointment.

As soon as his figure disappeared, the curtains were suddenly opened.

Xia Changyue opened the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at his disappearing figure, hugged himself helplessly, squatted on the ground, and couldn't see the blood-colored face, he had already burst into tears......

"Yan Chengchi, what should I do?"