The runaway wife of the president of the empire

With a straight nose, piercing eyes, and slightly pursed thin lips, his noble and elegant temperament allowed him to easily break a woman's reserve.Read novels on www>

Every time he sees him, Mu Yiyi always thinks of the words gentle as jade.

Seeing that he was staring at the things in his hand, she knocked on the door politely, with a sweet smile on her face: "Brother Zhenyu, everyone is waiting for you outside."

"Oh! It's you! I'll be there right away." Han Zhenyu came to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream. He quickly got up and stuffed the things in his hand into his trouser bag.

Looking at his elegant face, Mu Yiyi remembered what his family said in the car, and couldn't help laughing happily. [

"What are you smirking about? What's so happy about it?" Han Zhenyu came over, stretched out his hand and tapped her forehead, "Let's go, girl!"

Because she always liked to laugh, Han Zhenyu called her a smirking girl. Later, under Mu Yiyi's strong objection, he kept calling her a girl.

"Hurry up!" She smiled and waved, and then went to pull him.

When Han Zhenyu passed her, something suddenly fell from his body and landed at her feet.

She bent down to pick it up, her heart suddenly missed a beat, followed by a burst of chaotic beats.

This is half a moon-white Suzhou embroidery silk handkerchief, and the torn and damaged edges have been meticulously mended.A colorful butterfly above Sipa rests on half a branch of red peony.

Vibrant colors and intricate and exquisite embroidery make this half-embroidered picture come alive.She is very familiar with this half of the silk handkerchief, and she can even piece together the pattern of the other half of the silk handkerchief.

This half silk handkerchief dug out the emotion that was quietly buried in her heart, and a boy's firm voice sounded in her ear:

"Don't worry, I won't let go of your hand."

"Wait for me, I will come back to you."

……

It was the same day as today, it was raining.She couldn't see the boy's appearance clearly, but she clearly remembered what he said, and those hands full of strength.

It was very warm. The warm feeling that boy gave her was engraved into her heart bit by bit after years of infiltration.

Lei Yiyang asked her if she had someone she liked, and the reason she was able to firmly answer yes was because her heart had already been stolen by that boy.

For so many years, she has been like a traditional girl immersed in fantasy, waiting for the arrival of the one in her destiny.

She never expected that he would drive any colorful auspicious clouds, but only hoped that one day in that alley, he would hold her hand tightly and say, "I'm coming!"

Sometimes, she also feels stupid, because no one will chase a dream like her for 11 years.

"Girl, what's the matter?" Han Zhenyu patted her on the shoulder and asked cautiously, "Can you return this to me?"

Mu Yiyi didn't look up, she didn't dare to look up, she was afraid that if she saw his tender eyes, she would throw herself into his arms and cry. [

"You misunderstood, this was not given to me by some woman," Han Zhenyu explained with a gentle smile, not noticing her change, "This was left by a little girl many years ago."

Mu Yiyi still didn't move, she breathed hard to relieve the cutting pain in her heart.

It was him!

How could it be him?

Why is it him?

If she had known before today, she would have told him desperately that this silk handkerchief belonged to her, and the other half should have been with her, but it was a pity that she didn't know where it fell in that rainy day.