C1 She's Gone

Early in the morning, when the silence of the morning was awakened by the rising sun, the earth began to recover.

The low, smiling trees by the side of the road were filled with fragrance, adding a different kind of purity to the world of red and green.

The cars on the street were in groups of two or three. A black, ink-black BMW sped along the fast lane, like a flying street scene as it fell backwards. In the man's deep eyes, besides cold, there was only frost in his eyes.

At the skyscraper, as the BMW pulled up, the security guard bowed to open the door for their president, then drove the car into the parking lot.

Ke Zhengwei, the president of the Motian Group, was thirty-two years old. He was in his early twenties, had a charming appearance, and a rich and powerful industry. Any woman who saw him would be willing to fall in love with him, even if she became his mistress.

He, who was born with an unruly disposition, had once lived a rotten life. However, six months ago, a woman had silently ended his diamond bachelor status.

She was Ruan Yinyin.

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Thirty-sixth floor, CEO's office.

While sipping the coffee that the new secretary brewed, Ke Zhengwei played with the black pen in his hand. He stared at the bomb like envelope on the table and hesitated.

Recipient: Ke Zhengwei.

From: Ruan Yinyin.

Looking at the signed date on the envelope, Ke Zhengwei angrily shouted at the poor secretary: "Why did you inform me so late?"

"CEO, I called you all night, but …" The secretary revealed the grievances in his heart fearlessly.

"Get out." A handsome face was already shrouded in shadow.

"Yes." It had only been three days and the secretary had already trained her indestructible body, so no matter how loud she shouted, she wouldn't be afraid.

Habits became natural.

Her CEO had been dumped by his wife.

It was understandable that he was unhappy, especially since he had paid her enough to bear his curse.

Before he could steady himself in his chair, the sound of "Ping Ping Pang Pang" suddenly rang out. He bitterly smiled, thinking that he would have to deal with it in a while.

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Ke Zhengwei made himself spin non-stop on the pure leather swivel chair.

The coffee cups, the telephone, the pen holder, everything on the table was now lying on the floor, except for the torn plain white envelope, the only thing left on the table.

Coffee brown liquid flowed all over the floor …

Looking at the signed divorce agreement on the table, Ke Zhengwei smiled bitterly.

He lit the nicotine match and the cigar with a strong aroma. He turned around and gently opened the yellow curtain and opened the window. A gust of wind blew in, blowing against the wind and covering the cigarette with one hand. He took a deep breath and released the smoke into the beautiful morning.

There was wind, blowing smoke far away, but blowing a scorching heart.

Yinyin had left. She had taken away his true love, taken away his longing …

Why did he leave her without trust? Why was it that her determination and ruthlessness were even greater than his? He would never be ruthless towards her …

Love is like a tide, either retreating or rising, but always surging with passion.

Love like fine sand, the waves splashed up layer upon layer of waves, hit the sand more delicate and smooth, in the palm of the palm, is the eternal collection of memories with the wind...

At the ends of the earth, there is a search. That is persistence, that is my most true love.

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The night was deep, and he could hear the rustling of the palm trees in the wind outside the building. The ancient clock was striking the time as it moved.

Long and slender fingers gently pressed down on a button the size of a few grains of rice that could not be seen in the darkness.

All of a sudden, the darkness faded and a transparent window above his head was clearly visible.

Outside the window, the crescent moon was like a hook in the clouds. The silver moonlight poured in, filling the entire room with its tranquility. It reflected the man on the huge round bed. His relaxed gaze made him look dispirited and charming.

He squinted at the figure bathing in the bathroom. It had a face and material, but it could no longer burn his desire.

No matter how beautiful or beautiful a woman was, once she was used, it would only be boring. She would only be coveting Madame Ke's status, coveting his wealth.

Love, true love, how many people in this world could selflessly give it to him.

Desire but no love, his life after passion like a pool of stagnant water, no longer splash a single ripple.

Matches and cigars were his favorite.

In the darkness, the light from the match filled the room with its glow.

Smoke slowly filled the room, the cigarette butts glimmering slightly, the smell of the cigar mixed with the coquettish scent of love filling every corner of the room.

The sound of water gently flowing could be heard as he frowned.

The soundproofing facilities in the bathroom had always been his pride.

He slowly smoked the cigar, seemingly not hearing the sound of the water.

After a long while, the woman finally could not endure the loneliness anymore. She walked out of the bathroom naked and walked towards him with a charming smile.