Madam Dihao is not good

The sound of the cleaning.

Chanel doesn't care about everything else, the only thing she cares about is Gui Xiaojie.

Saying a final farewell to Gui Xiaonai, Chanel put Gui Xiaojie into a small glass fish tank and prepared to take it away.

Suddenly, I remembered that the macaroni in the kitchen was ready, so I just had to serve it up.

Chanel walked back to the kitchen with a pale face, filled the macaroni, brought it to the dining table, and took off the apron on her body. [

Paused, remembering what the servant said in the morning

She had already done a lot for Su Shijie's share, and with her own, it was a lot of weight.

If Su Shijie was reluctant to fall down and ate all of it, his stomach problem would definitely recur.

So I took a post-it note and wrote:

[Su Shijie, the breakfast is ready... Let the servant warm it up before eating when it's cold. If you can't finish it, you must throw it away. If you have stomach problems, don't bloat your stomach. 】

After thinking about it, Chanel added another sentence

[Sorry, I can't accompany you to the hospital for an examination, but don't be lazy, you must go.Take good care of your body and take care of yourself. 】

After writing the last sentence, my nose suddenly became sore.

I really have to go...

She didn't expect to part with Su Shijie so quickly!

She still has some things to do with him, but in the end, the time is still too late!

Chanel endured desperately and put this post-it note next to the dinner plate.

Turning around, I saw two bodyguards coming up and helping the servants move the luggage down.

Chanel stood there with nostalgia, looking slowly at everything in this house. Although she had only lived here for more than two months, many things here were tainted with her and Su Shijie's taste.

Compared with Su Zhai, she is more emotional here.

Because she and Su Shijie spent the most intimate time here.

She finally knew Su Shijie's love, although she hadn't spoken out about it yet

The last few days here were the happiest of her life.

In a daze, I heard the voice of the servant at the door: "Master, the luggage is packed, and it has all been moved down." [

Xia Naier was startled suddenly, looked up, and suddenly met Su Shijie who came in from the door.

Su Shijie's face was indifferent, high above the ground, and there was no anger on his face, and no sadness of parting could be seen on his face.

He is wearing a dark suit, tall and silent, standing in the