I Only Love You In The Whole Wide World

Now that she was finally away from his sight, how could he come to pick her up.

In his heart, I'm afraid, he already hated her to the extreme, right?

Xia Changyue got into the taxi and reported the address of the kindergarten, and the taxi drove far away slowly.

The corner of the street.

A black luxury car was parked in the shadow of a dark tree.

The window of the car was slowly lowered, revealing the man's gloomy but very charming face.

The coquettish Zitong stared at the taxi that disappeared in front of the street, with a dark look in his eyes.

He was crazy, so he drove the car here again after returning to the empty villa.

In the past four years, he has long been used to a person.

She only intervened in his life for a short period of time, but easily left a mark.

The huge villa, but with one less person, seemed bleak and empty.

"Go check what An Chenxu is doing, how can she let her work overtime so late all by herself?" Yan Chengchi constricted his evil eyes and spoke like charm.

Without waiting for the response of the special assistant, he opened his lips coldly, "No need."

Her life and death have nothing to do with him.

Now that they are even, there is no need for any contact between them.

"Shao Chi, the subordinates look at the direction Miss Xia is leaving by car. It's not like going to settle down. Do you want to follow along and see?" Jin Tezhu looked at his entangled master and couldn't help but suggest.

Hearing this, Yan Chengchi's eyes flashed and he raised his head.

In my mind, a white light flashed, and what information flashed by, suddenly too late to capture.

He frowned, "No, go back to the villa."

She doesn't like him to let people follow her.

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In the small apartment.

Xia Changyue put her son to sleep and squatted onto the sofa in the living room holding the computer.

His body is extremely exhausted, but his mind is exceptionally clear.

Looking at the densely packed manuscripts on the computer, she couldn't enter a word. In front of her, the car she saw when she left the crew repeatedly appeared.

Biting his lips, holding his cheeks in his hands, his eyes fell on the phone on the coffee table.

Can she call him and ask?

Although their contract was terminated, the funeral of her mother's death was all arranged by Yan Chengchi. Does she still owe him a thank you?

It's just that he hates her so much now, and he feels disgusting even looking at her, would he be willing to answer her call?

After hesitating for a few seconds, Xia Changyue reached out and picked up the phone, edited a text message, and sent it out.

"call--"

Seeing the text message sent successfully, she felt a little relieved.

Put the phone back on the coffee table and start to concentrate on revising the draft.

One minute passed...

Three minutes passed...

Three hours passed.

Before she knew it, Xia Changyue had already revised the draft until midnight, and when she recovered, she realized that it was already late.

Reached out for the phone, only to find that the inbox was still empty.

He did not reply to her text message.

Sure enough, he already hated her, so disgusted that he didn't want to have any contact with her.

Heart, slightly tingling.

Xia Changyue put his cell phone aside, and refocused his attention on the manuscript. Once he changed it, he changed it all night.

Early in the morning, Han Han was sent to the kindergarten before rushing to the crew.

"Xia, screenwriter, early." When the staff who arranged the venue saw her, they said hello politely.

"Morning." Xia Changyue crossed the outfield and walked in quickly.

Seeing the little assistant who had been following Xiang Feng, he hurriedly stepped forward, "Where is the guide? I want to find him for something, is he here?"

"The guide has been with the group and has not left. He is resting in his room. He should have been up by this time."