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Ye Beicheng frowned and then casually took out a cigarette: "You're overthinking it. I have quite a few private villas, after marriage, I won't live with my family."

Yu Jingya stared at his deep gaze. She had a feeling that he was a man with a story.

One of them was smoking, the other was quietly sizing up the situation. When he finished smoking, Ye Beicheng broke the silence: "Have you seen enough? Don't doubt what I said. I never lie to women. "

Hurriedly lowering her head, she awkwardly waved her hand, "Then I'll go home first. Bye bye."

"Wait a moment." Ye Beicheng grabbed her arm: "You haven't even finished speaking, what are you bowing to?"

"Didn't you already say that?" She turned around doubtfully.

"I was the one who explained it to you, but you didn't say anything. Do you want to continue with your previous proposal?"

"I don't intend to go back on my words!"

Ye Beicheng smiled, "Alright, then I will announce the matter of our marriage to the public in three days. After that, I will contact you again on a good day."

"Right." Yu Jingya nodded, a faint sadness passing through her heart. It seemed that she was destined to never be happy again. A marriage without love was like the morning mist. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't see the front …

Each of them would take what they needed. Even if they could maintain it for fifty years, it was still a deal.

"Did you tell your family?" Ye Beicheng stared at her confused eyes and asked softly.

"It's fine if you don't want to say it." She laughed at herself and said, "Anyway, no one will believe me."

Although he didn't know what her family was like, she was willing to give up her love in order to escape. It was obvious that she was extremely desperate.

For no reason, he felt pity for her. "In the future, I will do my best to take care of you. I will also do my best to satisfy you, except …"

"Alright, you." She interrupted him quickly: "I know it, except for love, so don't repeat it!"

It was really not a gentleman at all. Although she did not care much about it, she did not need to keep it on her lips. It hurt her pride.

"I didn't mean that, I just …"

Just as Ye Beicheng wanted to explain, Yu Jingya screamed, "Wow, the countdown has started. If I don't go home, I'm going to sleep on the streets tonight!"

Before he could react, she had already run into the darkness. Thinking about it, she came back panting and said, "If I don't go back at 11 o'clock, my mom will lock the door. Understood?"

Ye Beicheng nodded mechanically and watched her disappear into the dark alley until he couldn't even hear her footsteps.

The night once again became quiet, and only a few cries of "know" occasionally sounded. However, there were also some types of people who could not bear to listen to their mournful cries.

After Ye Beicheng finished his bath, he wore a snow-white bathrobe around his waist. He stood in front of the French window and stared at the bright lights of the city.

He liked this kind of night. It allowed him to distance himself from the hustle and bustle of the day, and it allowed him to look down on everything he saw or could not see. The more he did business, the more lonely he became …

Tick Tick... A text message came over from the phone on the bed. He walked over to take a look and a surprised smile appeared on his face.

"Mr. Ye Beicheng, you don't have to sympathize with me, because... I don't need it. "

"Why?" He quickly returned to the past. This woman would always say something that piqued his curiosity, like now.

"I want to escape from my home not because I'm unhappy, but because I wish I could live a happier life."