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Liangqiu's back stiffened.

No wonder! No wonder he chased away his uncle's family and also sent Liangqiu away. He only wanted her to wholeheartedly guard over him.

The domineering words stabbed into her heart like a sharp knife, and she fled into the house.

As soon as she entered the room, she slumped against the door and slid to the ground. Every time she faced that man, she seemed to use up all her strength.

In fact, she didn't have much to pack and only had a pitiful amount of clothes to wear. A small suitcase was more than enough.

Other than the books, there was nothing else for Liangqiu to do for himself. He would just wait until she received the rest of the items from She Country and then set them up anew. That one hundred million, she would transfer all of them to his account.

After packing her things, she took her luggage and walked out. When she passed the mirror by the door, she suddenly discovered that she was wearing a white chiffon sweater without any impurities. It was noble and had a cute style, which made her look very beautiful, just like a fairy that had fallen into the mortal world.

However, she suddenly felt that this pure white was no longer suitable for her, nor was this sweet design for her. She wasn't a princess who was doted upon by others, she had never been, she was now someone's mistress, moreover, for four years.

She turned around and went back into the house. She took out her old T-shirt and jeans and stared at the somewhat pale clothes. She shook her head and smiled wryly. Then, she lifted her hand to remove the ridiculing snow dress.

However, the moment she took off her clothes, before she could even put her hands down, she stood there staring at them in terror, unable to move.

She saw the man at some point, leaning against the door, smoking a cigarette, staring at her with a burning gaze, the sleeves of his fine shirt rolled up to reveal his strong arms, and he looked sexy and lazy in the haze of the smoke.

She cried out in alarm as she hurriedly covered her front with the clothes she had just taken off.

"You … Why did you come in? "

He threw away the cigarette in his hand and stepped on it. Then he walked in with a slight lean and frowned as he looked around the small room. There was nothing else in the room other than two single beds, a desk, and a wardrobe.

"If I hadn't come in, how would I have seen this?"

Qiuye grabbed her clothes and retreated backwards in fear. She was too familiar with the meaning in those black eyes.

Retreating to the corner, Qiuye realized that she had no other way out, and could only grip onto the clothes in her hands tightly, while biting her lips and staring him straight in the eye.

"..."

When she woke up again, the room was already dark yellow and he was no longer by her side. She had no idea when he left.

Only after a long while did she barely manage to sit up. However, she discovered that her entire body was aching to the point of death.

He dragged his aching body into the shower, then sat alone in the empty living room, unsure of where he should go. In the afternoon, he told her to pack her things, saying that he would arrange another place for her to stay, not here.

Looking out from the balcony on the second floor, she noticed that the black-clad men surrounding her house had all retreated. Only a short distance away, his black Cadillac was still parked silently.

She was startled and a hint of gloom flashed across her pretty face. She didn't expect that he would send someone to wait for her here.

Ever since she had taken a bath, she had been hoping that he would get tired of her immaturity, get angry at himself for not being able to please her, and then forget about her in the blink of an eye, allowing her to perish here.

It seemed that she had been too naive. She turned around and hurried downstairs with her luggage.

Loong Yi, who was waiting in the car, saw her come out and took big steps to help her carry the luggage. His face flushed red, and wished that he could find a hole to hide in.

Ye Zichen hurriedly stuffed the luggage into his hands, then looked up with a bashful smile.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting …"

After saying that, he jumped into the backseat as if he was escaping.

Loong Yi stared in shock at her fleeing figure, his cold lips formed a rare smile, it seemed that he really was a different girl.

The black car drove steadily along, causing Qiuye to feel powerless as she leaned on her seat. She didn't know where this person was bringing her to, and she didn't want to ask him.

The crisp sound of her cell phone ringing rang in the quiet carriage, waking her up in the chaos.

"Liangqiu..."

She tried to keep her voice calm.

"Sis, where are you?"

Lin Liangqiu's worried voice transmitted through the microphone. His nose turned sour and he hurriedly forced his tears back.

"Ugh …" "I'm outside. I have some stuff to take care of tonight, so I'll come see you tomorrow. Have you eaten?"

"Yes, I've eaten. Brother Song brought me a lot of delicious food …"

Qiuye's heart tensed up, what? Soong Hengming went over? He had already guessed most of the afternoon's events.

"Has Brother Song passed? That... He … Did he say anything? "

"Nothing much. Just tell me to take good care of my illness. Sis, are you alright? Last night, you …"

Liangqiu hesitated, he wanted to ask but he did not know how to do so.

Big sister has never been like this. Even if something huge happened, she would immediately rush over if something happened to him. But this time, she actually didn't stay by his side …

"I'm fine! "It's just that I'm a little busy right now. You should rest well and we can talk about it tomorrow!"

Qiuye hung up the phone excitedly.

She didn't want Liangqiu to know everything she had done, but she didn't know how to explain why she was able to bear the cost of his going to the She Country overnight.

Thinking till here, she suddenly remembered to give Liangqiu's professor a call. After receiving the notice, Liangqiu had not contacted the professor, and did not know if the registered professor still had anything to give Liangqiu.

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