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Damn it, the moment he found out that Shen Qing'er had woken up, and disregarded the matters of the board of directors, he rushed back to the hospital. He did not expect that once he returned to the hospital, these bastards would actually leave the sickroom at an unknown time and go somewhere else.

Could it be that she had really overdone it, so she didn't want to see him and wanted to escape the moment she woke up?

In the depths of her heart, it was as if a voice was telling him that he would not let her escape. Shen Qing'er, you will never be able to escape from my grasp in your life.

Only, it was as if his current mood was already very different from the mood when his parents passed away all those years ago. He wanted to use Shen Qing'er's lifetime's worth of pain to comfort his parents' divine soul.

At this moment, his heart had long since been mixed with the selfish desire of a man for the tyrannical possession of a woman's body and heart under the disguise of revenge.

On the intricate streets of Taipei.

Shen Qing'er walked along the crowded streets by herself, not knowing where she should go.

Ever since she was young, she wanted to use her own actions to make Ye Yihang happy. However, she didn't expect that the Brother Yuhang she liked the most would actually do such a terrifying thing to her.

When she thought about the punishment she had received last night, Shen Qing'er did not feel cold nor cold, and instead felt the urge to cry.

Why? The eyes he looked at her with, were forever filled with a faint hatred. Last night, when he had occupied her, she had clearly seen the deep hatred and evil intent in his eyes.

If Brother Yuhang really hated her that much, maybe, she should leave.

Therefore, Shen Qing'er had been thinking about this question since she woke up in the hospital's ward.

Finally, when the doctors and nurses were not paying attention, Shen Qing'er dragged her body that had not fully recovered and quietly left by herself.

When she left, Brother Yuhang did not need to see her. Perhaps, he would be happy.

Shen Qing'er, who had just recovered, had already felt the derogatory nature of her body after walking for just a short while. She felt dizzy as she wiped off the cold sweat on her forehead and powerlessly sat on a step that could be used for the rest of the passersby.

These few years, she lived in the Ye Family. Even though, for some reason, the Brother Yuhang never liked her, she never lacked food or clothes.

But now, after suddenly deciding to leave the Ye Family, he actually didn't know where to go.

A gust of cold wind carrying a few fallen leaves assaulted her.

Shen Qing'er, who had just recovered from her sickness, could not stand the cold anymore and started to shiver while hugging her shoulders in the midst of a cold wind.

Not far away, in a red Ferrari.

Ye Yihang looked through the window at the tiny figure that was trembling lightly in the wind.

A trace of heartache and heartache unconsciously flashed through his heart. Perhaps, he had really gone too far.

Ye Yihang frowned, and was about to get off and bring Shen Qing'er home.

Unexpectedly, a tall silhouette actually appeared in front of Shen Qing'er a step earlier than him.

"Qing'er? "Why are you here? Where have you been these past few days? Why haven't you come to school?"

Shen Qing'er heard a familiar voice in front of him. As the sun set in the west, the young man's fine long hair danced with a dazzling golden light under the golden sunlight. His handsome face was filled with heartache and pity.

"Zhening." Suddenly, she saw his best friend, Fang Zhening, and the care and fervent look in his eyes. Shen Qing'er felt sad in her heart as a string of crystal clear tears flowed down her face, "I ?"

In Fang Zhening's eyes, Shen Qing'er had always been a girl who was as happy as an angel, a girl who would never have any worries.

"Qing'er, what's wrong? Are you alright? Don't scare me, stop crying."

Hearing the words that Fang Zhening was concerned about, Shen Yun recalled the grievances she had suffered these few days and involuntarily threw herself into his embrace.

Fang Zhening looked to be in a panic. Qing'er, stop crying, stop crying, what exactly happened? "

Shen Qing'er sobbed sorrowfully, allowing her tears to shatter the youth's chest, unable to speak.

Fang Zhening didn't know what to do at the start. After hesitating for a moment, he finally wrapped his arm around the girl's trembling shoulder.

"Qing'er, don't cry, don't cry. Tell me what's the matter, don't scare me."

In the golden sunlight, the handsome young man hugged the beautiful crying girl with heartache. On the busy street, he sketched out a long, beautiful silhouette, like a prince or princess from a fairy tale, touching the heartstrings of others. Even the coldest passersby couldn't help but look at him with envy.