"Xing'er, what are you doing?" Meng Beichen's voice was deep, a little startled.

Han Yixing gently pushed him away, looked down at his toes, "I want to stay here alone for a while."

"I'll be with you!" He was terrified just now, and now there are a group of people gathered underneath, afraid that she will do something stupid, how can he rest assured that she stays here alone?

"I want someone!" She raised her eyes halfway, stared at his chin and shouted firmly, with the urge to bite him hard and make him hurt.

"...Okay, I'm in the library, call me if you have anything to do." Meng Beichen gave in after thinking about it. Now that she knew the truth of the matter, he had to give her time to think. [

He beckoned to Qiuxiang, he resisted the urge to hug her again, turned around to go downstairs, and after only two steps, she grabbed the hem of his clothes, and he turned his head in surprise, "Xing'er!"

"Let Ye Bingbing go." She could never forget that scene, her hair was burned off, she yelled and even cursed her, she couldn't bear it, she was a little scared.

Ye Bingbing's appearance reminded her of her Lonely Heart Island. At that time, she was also whipped. At that time, she was a little desperate, thinking that she would never get out of the island again.

"Xing'er, don't you hate her?" When he asked this, his voice was a little trembling, maybe, she didn't dare Ye Bingbing, she only hated him.

"I don't want to see her in the future." She just said that, Ye Bingbing did those things only out of liking for him, what's the use of her hating her?

Moreover, if she keeps hating, it means she will never forget.

Meng Beichen sighed, reached out and stroked her hair gently, "Okay, I'll do what Xing'er says." He turned around and called his subordinates.

Ye Bingbing was going to be released, but he made her feel better without saying anything. He sent her abroad and left her to fend for herself. The shutter company was going to disappear in Lincheng. Anyone who offended him, Meng Beichen, would not be forgiven!

Han Yixing didn't feel much about his words, and the sweet words at this time were just coaxing her.

As soon as Meng Beichen left, she sat on the chair with some relief, took out her phone, and the photo on the back cover gave her the urge to throw it away.

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