Ye Cheng is the only one left in the huge villa. He is so quiet that he can hear his unsteady breathing. However, his anger has disappeared when he fell on the villa door. On the contrary, it is filled with a layer of light sadness.

Standing in the dark living room, his eyes fell to the cold landing window, looking at the wet black road and the white night, there was an indescribable loss in his eyes.

It was not until Xia Youning's footsteps completely disappeared from near to far outside the door that he realized something. After hesitating for a while, he finally took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Send someone for me."

"On the way."

"When you come out now, you should meet long hair, milky white coat, black shoes and blue bag..."

Ye Cheng's voice was a little hoarse. After describing the features, he hung up the phone and his arm was a little stiff.

There have been ten thousand times to imagine, if Xia Youning's eyes were not covered with that piece of black cloth, and just stood in front of him like that, what would her reaction be when she saw him.

Unexpectedly, the truth came out so quickly.

Although the time was short and hasty, he knew clearly that she did not recognize him at all.

She couldn't recognize his voice, and even his face.

On the contrary, when he saw her eyes, he felt that his soul was about to dissipate.

Ye Cheng thought of this, his slender fingers gradually clenched into a fist, and he was slightly exerting himself to control something. Although no one could see him, he still put his face aside to cover up the sharp pain at the bottom of his eyes.

I don't know how long it took for him to loosen his fists. He seemed to have figured it out. Yes, in the past, he only met her a few times, and the rest of them were contacted through the Internet, let alone seven years.

Seven years.

He thought everything would change, but he didn't.

Everything is the same as seven years ago, everything is still at the origin.

She didn't remember him or his kindness to her. There was only one person in her heart.

As she vowed to him seven years ago, "no matter how long I wait, I'll wait for him until I see him again."

……

The next morning, Ye Cheng flew to Paris with a team of executives and lawyers to acquire a French technology company.

It is half a month after Ye Cheng has been busy with cross-border M & A.

When the plane landed at 6 p.m., the driver was driving, and Ye Cheng was sitting in the back seat. His dark eyes fell out of the window. He tightly pursed his lips and didn't know what to think quietly.

The assistant in front of the co driver's seat quietly looked at the man's exquisite and perfect side face for a long time. Finally, he could not help but open his mouth first.

"Mr. Ye, when you were on the plane, your mobile phone was turned off, and the old man and his wife called me. When did you get off the plane? Would you like to call them back?"

After the assistant asked, after a long time, Ye Cheng's long and curly eyelashes blinked a few times, but he still pursed his lips, didn't say anything, his face was serious.

There was a moment of silence in the car. The assistant swallowed his saliva and continued to say, "and miss Jun also called to ask."

The assistant said that the old man and his wife are Ye Cheng's parents, and miss Jun is Ye Cheng's sister. Of course, there is also a large family who is thinking about Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng is used to these things, but he doesn't care. Just at this time, his mobile phone rings.

He glanced at the phone, then slid his long thumb to pick it up.

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