My Stunning Mrs. President

The atmosphere became silent again, heartbreakingly quiet.

There were no two customers at all, and the empty coffee shop could no longer hear the slightest sound, and the air was always lingering with bursts of suffocating misery and sadness.

Murong Ruxue was still lying powerlessly on the table, sobbing softly, her frail shoulders shrugged slightly, feeling heartbroken.

Zhao Xiaotian didn't speak any more, he just smoked one puff after another, with a dignified look and a bit of inexplicable embarrassment.

After a long time, he sighed again, "Perhaps our generation in Plum Blossom Nunnery has always had a kind of innate pride in their bones. You Murong Ruxue is like this, and so is I, Zhao Xiaotian!"

"Perhaps, I am a person who pursues perfection too much. Many things, especially the things I value, cannot tolerate any flaws!"

"I don't know if this is considered a kind of mental cleanliness, but to be honest, this time, you shouldn't come back. Forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes may be the best ending for you and me!"

"But...but you know very well that I will never be able to forget each other..." At this moment, Murong Ruxue finally raised her head slowly, her beautiful face was soaked with tears, Lihua Dai Yu is just like a child who has lost his way, his voice choked up, "You also know that, in front of you, I can let go of all my pride..."

Zhao Xiaotian smiled wryly, but did not answer.

Leaving the coffee shop, Zhao Xiaotian was still driving along the way, and the car was still terribly silent.

No one spoke, and Murong Ruxue finally stopped sobbing gradually, but just stared out of the window with a blank expression, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, weak, helpless and pitiful.

This man is still the man who used to spend such a sweet and romantic cardamom time with his childhood sweetheart, and is still the man who will stand up for the woman he loves, even if he bumps into his head and bleeds. !

But the woman beside him was no longer her!

His tenderness, his overbearing, his domineering and proud, perhaps from the moment she turned and left five years ago, they no longer belonged to her.

Everything will never go back to the way it was before.

Arriving at the five-star hotel where Murong Ruxue stayed, Zhao Xiaotian still didn't say a word, his expression was as calm as water.He just parked the car, silently accompanied her to the hotel entrance, and then said lightly, "Go in, get some rest early!"

Murong Ruxue's delicate body trembled slightly, she quietly turned her head, tears began to swirl in her eyes again, her lips twitched.

But for a long time, he just choked up and uttered a hoarse sentence, "I...will you come to my concert?"

Zhao Xiaotian was slightly taken aback, but still nodded, "Okay!"

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome!" Zhao Xiaotian smiled gently, turned around and walked towards his Mercedes not far away.

"God..." But at this moment, after walking a few steps, there was another choked-up cry from behind.

He turned his head in an instant, only to see this woman staggering and running towards him suddenly, a long snow-white dress fluttering in the night, and she threw herself into his arms in the blink of an eye.

A pair of lotus-root-like jade arms hugged his back tightly, and his cold lips kissed his neck lightly in an instant, his voice was choked up and indistinct, "Can... can I hug you again... ..."

In an instant, the cold tears gushed out again, and fell on the long snow-white dress on the chest, embellished with beautiful and sad flowers.

Zhao Xiaotian just stood there motionless, his Adam's apple twitched up and down, his eyes filled with bitterness and helplessness.

But after a long while, he finally pushed her away lightly and smiled wryly, "Okay, you can go in..."

Turning around, waving with his back to her, he continued to stride towards the Mercedes, his back was determined and indifferent.

"I won't give up..." Murong Ruxue stood there with glazed eyes and teary eyes, and yelled again, "The bowl I broke myself, one day, I will make her intact, No cracks..."

But at this time, the Mercedes-Benz had already driven out slowly.

Gradually drifting away, gradually disappearing into the bleak and desolate night, just like that flowery love affair, which only ends up in the sad ending of forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes.

At this moment, Murong Ruxue couldn't bear it anymore, all the pride in her heart, all the nobility and tranquility of being a music goddess who had reached the top of the world's classical music altar, collapsed this time!

It seemed that the mental energy of his whole body was completely drained, and he squatted on the ground weakly, his delicate body trembling violently.

At this moment, she burst into tears!

At this moment, I was crying heart-rendingly, crying heart-breakingly.

……

When I got home, it was 10:30 in the evening.

But unexpectedly, the house is brightly lit at this time!Aunt Zhou, the nanny, had already left long ago, but Chen Youyou, the little sister, did not go back to her room to play on the computer early as usual.

Obviously just took a shower, wearing a pale pink pajama skirt with cartoon patterns, sitting on the sofa in the living room.He didn't play games with his mobile phone as usual, or watch those old soap bubble dramas with relish, but his face was worried and heavy like never before.

This short pajama skirt is so short that it can't even cover the buttocks. It exposes a pair of white thighs and a piece of white and rosy skin on the chest, which is very attractive.

What was even more surprising was that when Zhao Xiaotian came back, it was not the same as before, Pidianpidian rushed over and hugged his arm, and then flirted with him like a goblin who cannibalize people.

He just walked up to him with a worried face, "Brother-in-law, go and see my cousin..."

"What's wrong?" Zhao Xiaotian was slightly taken aback.

"Something happened in the company today, and I heard about it..." Chen Youyou gritted his teeth, his voice became a little hoarse, "But my cousin locked herself in the room as soon as she came back from get off work in the afternoon."

"Then I worked overtime. You don't know. I haven't seen her for a day. She seems to have lost weight. Aunt Zhou and I went in to call her several times, but she didn't come out..."

"And tonight, she didn't even eat. I'm afraid that if this continues, her body will be worn down..."

In an instant, Zhao Xiaotian had a helpless wry smile on his face, followed by turning around and going into the kitchen.

In less than 10 minutes, a bowl of noodles was brought out with two poached eggs on top, and then he went straight to Su Wanxi's room.

However, when he gently opened the door and walked in, even though he had expected it, the scene in front of him still made him gasp for an instant.

At this moment, Su Wanxi was sitting at the desk, working facing the computer, with a thick stack of documents in front of her.

Obviously, when he came back from the company, he didn't even have time to change his clothes. He had been working overtime until now, and he was still wearing that professional skirt.

However, under the long-term state of mental tension and exhaustion, the originally ruddy and beautiful face has long since become a little pale and bloodless.

His eye sockets were bloodshot, and he was much more haggard and tired than in the afternoon.

With a touch of fragrant shoulders, under the desk lamp, so helpless, so weak, arousing pity.