On the day we broke up, Mr. Chi was very hungry

"So, what did you give me?"

Lan Xun pounced on his chest, grabbed the hem of his clothes as if grabbing his heart, and asked in a trembling voice:

"Just send me away with a card and a check, and then drive me abroad? Is this what you gave me? Is this how you arranged for me?"

After sleeping with her for eight years, he is so tired of her, doesn't want to see her so much, and wants to drive her away?

She may be able to accept the breakup painfully, but if she is driven abroad to live alone on the other side of the ocean where she is unfamiliar, and no one will know about her death, how can she accept it?

Chi Yuhan's big hand covered his small hand, wrapped around her palm from the back of her hand, his thumb pressed the lines on her palm, as if holding her fate, and said domineeringly, "Since it is my arrangement, you must obey it."

"Then why do you bother to ask me what I want? You don't know that driving me out of the country is not what I want."

How could he not know what she really wanted?

She bit him hard on the chest, causing the man to frown and close his eyes, moaning in a low voice: "Hiss, oh..."

"It hurts, Xunxun..." When did she become so violent?

It hurts, right?

Are you in pain now? Skin and flesh pain, how painful can it be, and how long can it last? Compared with the physical pain, the torn heart cannot be healed, and I don’t know how much more painful it is.

Lan Xun increased his bite force and continued to bite a certain piece of flesh on his chest.

The teeth were embedded deeply. Chi Yuhan's forehead was so painful that he was sweating, and he felt uncomfortable, as if she had bitten his heart.

"Lan Xun..." His big palm clasped her small, soft and boneless hand, and his tone lost some of its domineering tone. It was low and hoarse, as if helpless, as if sighing, "Don't make trouble..."

What did she do to him?

Over the past eight years, she has followed the rules and regulations in the contract, and she has obeyed him and made the decision in everything.

He was too good to be true, so what decent thing did he give?

"Chi Yuhan." The bite hurt his chest and drew blood. In a state of emotion, Lan Xun shouted at him with blood on his lips: "Eight years, we have been together for eight years!

Not eight days, not eight weeks, not August. It's eight years, eight years.

After all these years, don’t you know what I want? But, can you give it to me? "

He stared intently at her face, which was red with excitement, and her eyes were shining with tears, and her heart suddenly tightened.

Her tearful eyes were like the sharpest sword, piercing the middle of Chi Yuhan's heart. The pain of gouging out made him miserable.

The hand covering her back gradually tightened and clenched into a fist, causing him to tremble slightly.

Seeing that he was silent, he seemed to be suppressing his emotions.

With tears in his eyes, Lan Xun sneered: "What? Doesn't Mr. Chi know that breaking up means freedom for both parties?"

She lay on his exposed chest, using the most intimate posture and speaking the most distant words, "So, after the breakup, I am free, and I can do whatever I want. Everything I do from now on has nothing to do with Mr. Chi." .”

Her words made Chi Yuhan fall into silence again, his three-dimensional handsome face had cold eyes and his jaw tightened.

After a long moment, he nodded suddenly.

"Yes, you are free. Your affairs have nothing to do with me."

The conversation changed, and the look in his eyes was very sharp, "But I can check it for you from a man's point of view... I slept for eight years after all. I will be very responsible and check it for you."

People who have been sleeping with each other for eight years went on a blind date right after they broke up, seamlessly?

His face was cold, and he suddenly sneered, "Lan Xun, if you want to go on a blind date, you have to get through me first."

"You can't control me!"

"Lan Xun!"

"Let me get out of the car!" Lan Xun shouted, taking her head out of his arms, getting up, sitting on his lap, arranging her hair and silk scarf.

She was not in the mood or interested to tangle with him in the car again. I just want to get off the bus quickly.

But he didn't stop.

After getting himself in order, Lan Xun quickly pulled out a 50,000 Bentley ashtray from the armrest box, stared at him with tears in his eyes, and growled at him: "Ask the driver to stop!"

"Stop, stop the car..." Chi Yuhan's mouth twitched slightly, he straightened his shirt, buttoned it with his fingers, and trembled.

Seeing that the woman in front of him was very emotional, with stern eyes, and she was ready to break the window and jump out of the car, he had no choice but to order the car to stop.

As soon as the car stopped, she opened the door handle and quickly got out. She quickly disappeared into the colorful night like a little white rabbit escaping from a hunter's gun.

Chi Yuhan looked through the car window without moving for a long time.

Until she could no longer be seen.

Then he slowly looked away, his dark eyes scanning the inside of the car.

She left, but her breath still lingered in the car. The faint fragrance, combined with the unique freshness of February, was fascinating.

Mulshang drove slowly through the long street and drove into Anyuan. After getting off the car, Chi Yuhan sank into the sofa alone. Everything around him was prosperous, but his heart was desolate.

Outside the door, there was a sound of footsteps.

After a while, Xu Zizhou walked into the hall, held up his glasses and looked around, "Mr. Chi, this house of yours is really amazing. It has a first-class geographical environment and a unique design."

In the center of the city, Jiangxin Island Villa is the widest and most luxurious building on the island. Let’s talk about a few hundred million small goals at least.

"Do you want to drink?" Chi Yuhan rubbed his eyes and interrupted his evaluation of the house.

"...Let me explain first, don't get drunk." Xu Zizhou was still frightened when he thought of the scene where he forced him to drink last night.

Chi Yuhan curled his lips and sneered, stood up, walked into the wine cellar with heavy steps. On the dazzling wine rack, there are a dazzling array of wine bottles, neatly arranged.

He was stunned for a while, as if he saw her smiling face reflected in the shining bottles of wine, his eyes shining with hope.

In his absence, he suddenly remembered that the glass of wine Lan Xun drank last night should be Remy Martin.

So, Long Hand took away a bottle of Remy Martin, carried away a bucket of ice, and sat in the study.

Open the wine bottle and pour two glasses of wine, open the ice bucket lid, use tweezers to put the big ice ball into the wine glass.

The soft wine is soaked in the hard ice, making tiny bubbles and melting it into water little by little.

Chi Yuhan picked up a glass of wine with his long fingers, shook it gently, smelled the aroma with his nose, raised his head, and drank the wine in his hand.

Seeing him drinking so heavily, as if he was lovelorn, with the intention of drinking to drown his sorrows, Xu Zizhou, out of brotherly love, couldn't help but ask with concern, "Young Master Chi, why are you so upset?"

Chi Yuhan remained silent, poured himself another half glass of wine, lowered his eyelashes, and drank in silence.

The thoughts in his mind went back to last night, when he forced her to drink. The tearful smile in her eyes was heart-wrenching.

Why is this so? He didn't agree, so she left with others to help others drink with their clients. She just needs a lesson...

He drank three glasses of wine in a row, his eyes were dark and the ends of his eyes were reddish.

Xu Zizhou looked at the handsome man in front of him, who was about to get married. Why didn't he find any hint of bridegroom's joy on his face?

"Young Master Chi, why are you so worried?" He wondered in his mind, "Could it be that you, the groom, are suffering from pre-marital anxiety?"

Chi Yuhan shook his head gently, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled bitterly, "Life is short, and the night is long..."

"Eight years of hardships and hardships have passed. Mr. Chi is now the president. It can be said that all the bitterness and sweetness have come to an end. The great day of life is about to come." Xu Zizhou took a sip of wine.

Holding the cup, he couldn't help but joke: "Good things come in pairs, and the blessings are boundless. I'm afraid in the future, the spring nights will be short and the sun will rise, and the king will not go to court early from now on."