I Only Love You In The Whole Wide World

After the words fell, the air pressure in the office sank.

Yan Chengchi's whole body was full of yin bird's breath, the coquettish Zitong, shining a terrifying light, coldly squeezed out the words from his thin lips, "Get out."

"..." The special assistant leaned over in a hurry and exited the office.

In the huge space, only Yan Chengchi was left.

As soon as he turned his stalwart body and waved his big hand, he swept all the documents on the table to the ground.

With both hands on the table, the enchanting face, densely cloudy, sharp eyes, revealing a strong hostility.

He should have thought that leaving him, she should rush into An Chenxu's arms.

What's more, there is a child between them.

Thinking of that child, his heart throbbed hard!

He fetched a cigarette from the drawer, walked to the window sill, and lit it.

He took a hard sip, as if in this way, he could suppress the unwillingness in his heart and the urge to imprison her next to him again.

In the next second, he threw his cigarette **** to the ground, turned around and strode back to the desk, reached out to grab his jacket, and left the company.

Drag racing all the way back to the villa.

Yan Chengchi lost the car, pushed the door, and walked to the room with vigorous steps.

The rooms that were once warm are now empty.

Everything that belongs to her has been taken away.

His eyes dimmed, he stepped forward and reached out to touch the head of the bed. There was no temperature on it, but he still remembered that she was leaning here, frowning and revising the manuscript while holding the computer.

As if his fingertips were stabbed by something, he retracted his hand and turned his head to look at the housekeeper.

"Replace everything inside."

He stepped aside, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all.

Turning his head to look at the butler who was still stunned, "Don't make arrangements yet!"

"...Yes!" The housekeeper hurriedly ordered people to move things.

From bed to wardrobe to table...

All the big and small things in the room are moved out the same way.

Yan Chengchi did not leave, staying in the room all the time, watching the huge room being evacuated little by little, the enchanting Zitong, shining with magical light.

As if being evacuated, there is still his heart.

-

In front of a small apartment building on the side of the street.

Xia Changyue pulled the suitcase and walked inside.

"I live alone now. You can move in with me. Why do you have to find a house alone? If you are like this, I don't worry about you alone."

Behind her, Yan Ling led Han Han and followed her step by step.

Xia Changyue paused, turned around, hugged Han Han, and smiled, "Who said I am alone, I still have your little male god."

Yan Chengchi now believes that Han Han is An Chenxu's son, but she can send Han Han away in no hurry.

"Don't laugh if you don't want to laugh, it's ugly." Yan Ling looked at her reluctant smile and gave a merciless blow.

Taking the suitcase in her hand, she entered the elevator.

Xia Changyue reached out and touched the corner of her mouth, her expression a little lonely.

Does she smile so reluctantly?

"You just joined the crew, and I am a screenwriter. The best way for us to pretend not to know each other is the best way. I don't want you to be dragged down by me because of what you have to do with me."

Xia Changyue walked into the elevator holding Han Han and whispered his concerns.

"What drags you down, you know I don't care about this..."

"But I care!" Xia Changyue interrupted her with determination in her eyes.