Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

If she said... He really even thought that he didn't care who the child in her belly was... He just wanted her to stay with him.

Just want her, just want a Ye Qingcheng!

A heart of Dongfang Shijin suddenly beats very fast. The strong impulse to keep her is so strong.

Nothing, just her!

As long as she says she misses him, he will leave Ye Qingcheng with her no matter what way!

"..." Ye Qingcheng paused slightly as he cleaned up the dishes, and his heart shrank slightly. Is there anything else to tell you

"No more."

“……”

A heart, slowly falling down

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The next morning, ye Qingcheng got up early, and the atmosphere in the villa was very different from usual.

She didn't eat much because she was worried about something wrong with the food like the day before yesterday. She only ate some fruit and so on.

Ma Zai went downstairs and handed a small bag to Ye Qingcheng. When ye Qingcheng looked carefully, it turned out that it was the bag she missed in France when she met Dongfang Shijin for the first time

She always thought this bag was lost in France. Unexpectedly

"Miss ye, there are some of your certificates and some of your personal belongings left by the young master before," the horse handed her. "Your house, the young master has been transferred to your name, and the accounts you owe have been written off..."

Ye Qingcheng seems to be mechanical. Listening to the horse's words, inside the bag is her wallet. Everything in it maintains its original appearance, and even her anti wolf spray fog, anti wolf Lip Cream

This is... Dongfang Shijin finally gave her freedom?

Finally... They came to the end of the day.

Ye Qingcheng's heart was suddenly very sour. All along, more than two months ago, she had been dreaming about the arrival of this day

But now, the day has come... And what about her?

I lost my heart carelessly, so... I can't take it back.

Ye Qingcheng took her bag. It was only eight o'clock in the morning. She had changed her clothes and other things. The maid took out her things.

"Miss ye, do you need me to see you off?"

Ma Zai's voice also means goodbye. He knows that now... Between them

Really

But what can we do?

Never again.

Ma Zi knows that this time, Dongfang Shijin is really going to let go, because there is no more Ye Qingcheng in this villa.

Ye Qingcheng suddenly remembered something. He went upstairs and returned to the bedroom. Sure enough, Simmons of the big bed in the bedroom was removed and the maid was rearranged.

A desolate feeling.

Ye Qingcheng went to the balcony. Here, her small corner has not been removed. She stood on tiptoe and took down the small glass bottle from the shelf. The two shells in it lay quietly on the fine sand.

This is their vicissitudes... What he promised.