Thin-hearted president, don't be too bad

"No one." Lan Ziting didn't want to stay here much at the moment, just wanted to leave the sad place. So he answered without thinking about the housekeeper's answer.

In fact, in her heart, she also imagined that she could see each other for the last time. Although she knew that she would be humiliated as soon as she met, she still wanted to see him.

But it's better to see each other without interfering with each other, so that she, um, the dog can go on better.

She walked to the door, but stopped when she reached the door, turned and said, "by the way, I still have some personal belongings on my desk. Please throw them away when you go up later." since no one wants to take them, it's better to give them such a result.

"Throw it away? Won't you take it away?" the housekeeper looked at LAN Ziting and asked.

"No need." Lan Ziting lowered her head and covered up her sadness at the bottom of her heart.

Since they are determined to leave, they will never procrastinate.

The housekeeper's lips moved twice, as if to say something, but he didn't say it.

He watched LAN Ziting slowly walk out of the courtyard and sighed a long sigh.

It was sunny outside, but LAN Ziting's heart was cold. She left alone and took nothing away.

If she looked back at this time, she could see a man standing in front of a French window on the second floor of the villa.

"What did she say when she left?" Du Yan'an asked coldly, with no emotion in her tone.

"Nothing," said the housekeeper respectfully behind him. "By the way, Miss LAN told me to throw away all the things on her desk."

"Oh, throw away all the things I gave her." Du Yan'an's thin lips were slightly bent and a very cold smile appeared. "She didn't want to throw away these things, but wanted to erase all the memories here! But can she do it!!"

Du Yan'an's smile suddenly became ironic.

This woman has been entangled with him for so many days and nights. He knows every inch of her skin clearly, and even all her little habits and details are printed in his mind.

So is she!

If he can really throw these memories like garbage, he also hopes to erase all the hatred in the past and start over.

"Can she forget?" Du Yan'an whispered, his slender fingers pinching the velvet curtain into a ball.

He seemed to be asking the housekeeper and answering himself. There was a faint pain in his voice.

The housekeeper dared not speak.

Du Yan'an's eyes have been following LAN Ziting's back. Now he has successfully taken everything that belongs to her and fulfilled his wish.

But I don't know why, when he saw her leave alone, his heart should be the pleasure of revenge, but there was a slight pain in the bottom of his heart.

It's like the softest place in the heart was poked by a needle.

As if to vent, Du Yan'an hit the glass with a heavy fist.

The housekeeper raised his head and saw that Du Yan'an's handsome face was intertwined with a complex expression. He carefully asked, "Miss LAN hasn't gone far yet. Do you want to catch her back?"

"Chasing her? It's not necessary."

Du Yan'an said coldly. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, his eyes narrowed slightly. At the corner of his eyes, he saw that a silver Porsche was flying, and then accurately stopped in front of LAN Ziting.

When seeing the man getting off the bus, Du Yan'an's cold eyes suddenly became extremely fierce.

The roadside in front of the villa.

LAN Ziting was looking at an Zihao coming down from the car with a backpack. She also raised her head in surprise, "how did you find here?"

"I heard from the nurses that you were discharged from the hospital." an Zihao looked at her pale face, immediately took the bag in her hand and smiled. "It's windy here. Get in the car and I'll take you back."

An Zihao's smile is clear and gentle. His arrival makes LAN Ziting feel warm, but at this time, she can't have anything to do with him.

"I'd better go back by myself." Lan Ziting said softly.

"Your body hasn't fully recovered yet." when an Zihao said this, he couldn't help looking up at the gorgeous villa in front of him.

It was the Du family that hurt her like this. However, what made him blame himself was that he didn't protect her!

Now, nothing he said could hurt her any more.

"I'll take you back. The road is still so far. How can you do it alone? What if there's an accident on the road!" an Zihao insisted and stood in front of her. "You just got out of the hospital. You can't be too tired."

LAN Ziting was a little helpless. The man had been very gentle to her before. Unexpectedly, when he became stubborn, he couldn't listen to anything.

"I want to walk by myself and relax by the way. That's the reason." Lan Ziting said faintly. "Give me your bag back."

With that, she took her backpack from an Zihao's hand, put it on her shoulder and walked forward along the road.

Du Yan'an, standing on the second floor of the villa, looked at the scene and breathed a sigh of inexplicable relief.

Du Yan'an was very upset when he saw an Zihao come uninvited and park his car at the door of his villa like a demonstration. He even had an impulse to run downstairs and knock down the man who often entangled LAN Ziting with one punch.

But now, when he saw LAN Ziting grab the backpack and leave an Zihao alone, he felt inexplicably comfortable.

It seems that a big stone blocked in the chest was broken at once.

An Zihao silently stood by the side of the road and watched LAN Ziting leave the background.

Her figure is so petite, carrying that backpack, her body is even thinner.

Du Yan'an's heart seemed to have some different emotions, and then slowly began to ferment. There was a worry in his sharp eyes that he didn't notice.

An Zihao thought of her pale to transparent face when she just spoke, and her heart hurt.

He wanted to run to her and shelter her from the wind and rain, but she refused.

Maybe she's still sad.

An Zihao stepped forward into the car, started the car at the slowest speed, and kept a certain distance behind her.

If he can't accompany her, let him be a friend silently waiting for her as before.

Seeing an Zihao's car following LAN Ziting far away, Du Yan'an's black eyebrow wrinkled again involuntarily and ordered coldly.