One Yuan Bride VS Global Chief

There was only a sound of "tearing", and then, You Yuan, the whole person, froze in place, motionless.
The photo album was torn apart abruptly.

One by one, the photos fell out from inside.

Looking at the scattered photos on the bed, and the densely packed handwriting, You Yuan's face suddenly turned pale.

When Qin Shi saw those photos, the expression in his eyes suddenly dimmed. [

No wonder, she was so restless, because there were so many things written inside, like a diary kept in storage.

He moved his lips, looking at Yuan Yuan who seemed to have no soul in front of him, who would never move again, he felt a little anxious in his heart, coughed his throat lightly, and wanted to talk to her, but he didn't know what to say.

sorry…………

He moved his mouth several times, but couldn't speak.

All he could do was turn his head distractedly.

Youyuan lowered his head by himself, and after a long time, he stretched out his hand and sorted out the photos little by little. He was holding the broken photo album without even looking at Qin Shi. He walked to the money cabinet beside him and opened it. The lock, put it in, and locked it.

She clenched her fists and tried very hard not to show any signs of herself.

The whole person just walked towards the door coldly and arrogantly.

Qin Shi stared at this distant place, and was slightly taken aback. She was still so calm, expressionless, and indifferent, that kind of calmness that seemed to never change...

However, at this moment, the remoteness, the quietness, and the cruelty, as if it didn't exist at all.

Her eyes, looking at the front, seem to reveal, what kind of story...

Qin Shi watched Youyuan walk past him with an unclear expression. His heart felt flustered, unspeakable irritability, with a cold face, he stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist.

Youyuan stood there, but ignored him, and just gave him a faint look.

That look was too cold... Qin Shi, who was cold, froze for a moment, and felt her withdraw her hand from his fingertips.

Immediately, there was a soft knock on the door.

When Qin Shi came back to his senses, You Yuan had already left.

Qin Shi felt his heart sinking suddenly.

He moved his lips, and after a while he managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Damn it!"

Then, with a bit of chagrin, he stretched out his hand, picked up the jacket that he had thrown aside casually, and threw it on the ground hard. [

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At that moment, it seemed that, invisibly, something happened, changed the location, changed the time and space, changed the background, and began to slowly continue the story under the background of a certain time and space in the past, and kicked off the prelude again...

And the protagonist is still him, and she.

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When Youyuan came out of the room, in the living room on the second floor, Youyang was sitting there quietly reading documents.

Wearing light gray home clothes, her hair is slightly messy.

His slender and delicate fingers are holding a cup of coffee, leaning lightly against the soft sofa. On his lap, there is a stack of thick papers. From time to time, a hand will take a pen beside it, and tickle on it. one time.