Jiang Yan seemed to be stung by Luo Chen's cold attitude, his face turned pale, and he lowered his head subconsciously.
The corners of Luo Chen's lips were tightly pursed, but there was a look of impatience on his face.
"Are you going to tell me or not?"
After the words fell, Jiang Yan gritted his teeth and raised his head.
Qingjun's face was full of pleading, his voice trembling: "Luo Chen, don't treat me like this again, okay? Have you forgotten all the happy times we had together? Are you...still blaming me? But, When I met you, I really didn't know you—"
"I do not blame you."
Looking at Jiang Yan who was stunned for a moment, Luo Chen felt as if his heart was being held by an invisible big hand, and he couldn't breathe.
But he still stabilized his emotions, and his tone was still light: "I didn't blame you, Jiang Yan. No matter what the matter was like, it doesn't matter now. I am very happy that you can hand over the Jiang family to me completely. Thanks. But—”
After a pause, his voice cooled down, adding a bit of determination.
"From now on, you and I are strangers, and there is no need to meet again."
After the words fell, Jiang Yan's face suddenly turned pale, and he repeated in a murmur, "Stranger? Luo Chen, are we really unable to go back?"
Luo Chen closed his eyes: "I can't go back."
Jiang Yan bit his lower lip firmly, and it took him a long time to muster up his courage.
"Then... can we start over? Forget everything about the past and start over, okay?"
The faint light of hope in his eyes dimmed little by little following Luo Chen's long silence.
In the end it was completely extinguished and turned into ashes.
Luo Chen pursed his lips into a stern arc, turned around to leave, but Jiang Yan's voice came from behind him—
"Wait a minute!"
Luo Chen frowned and turned around.
Before he could say anything, Jiang Yan stepped forward and stuffed something into his pocket.
There was a wry smile on his pale face: "This one, I'll give it back to you. Now...it doesn't belong to me anymore."
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Watching Luo Chen's tall figure get into the car and drive away, Jiang Yan's painful expression just now slowly faded away.
Touching his chin, his brows and eyes were a little more sloppy, and he was completely different from the one who was hurt by love and couldn't get what he asked for just now.
Seeing that Jiang Yan finished the play, No. 888 couldn't help reminding him again.
Host, the mission time limit in this world is less than two hours! But now Luo Chen's favorability is still 0, nothing has changed!
"Don't worry, young master, what I play is excitement, and what I play is heartbeat..."
While talking, Jiang Yan got into the car.
He squinted his eyes, turned on the key, and quietly followed the black Audi in front.
"The good show is yet to come."
…
"parking."
The indifferent male voice fell, and the black Audi stopped.
The assistant in the driver's seat looked back at Luo Chen in the back seat: "Boss Luo?"
"You go back to the company first, I want to get out of the car and take a walk."
After speaking, without waiting for the assistant to answer, he opened the car door and walked out.
Not far away is the newly built wetland park in the suburbs. The greening is not bad, but there are few people.
Apart from Luo Chen, there was no other person in sight.
Luo Chen took out what Jiang Yansai gave him from his pocket—
On the blue velvet of the jewelry box, lay a small necklace quietly. The chubby corgi has a chubby butt and two sparkling diamonds on his tail.
This is the one he gave Jiang Yan back then.
The hand holding the jewelry box tightened unconsciously.
For some reason, Luo Chen suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.
He unbuttoned his suit, walked into the park, and walked aimlessly among the trees.
The maple leaves are dyed red by the autumn colors, and large expanses of fiery red spread, intertwined with the evergreen green of pines and cypresses, just like a beautiful picture scroll.
However, in front of Luo Chen's eyes, that handsome pale face and his tightly pursed, bloodless lips kept appearing.
After walking for a while, he sat down on a bench under a tree.
Not long after, there was a sound of breaking through the air from behind!