The cold wind continued at night, and dead leaves swirled on the sidewalks lined with sycamore trees.

Xiaoyu wrapped her camel coat tightly around herself and looked up at the man beside her.

Different from the cool professional in a white coat, Lin An now looks more like a pampered nobleman.

He has a tall and straight figure, broad shoulders and long legs, and a handsome face. The winter moon falls into his eyes, sparkling with star-like light.

The two walked forward side by side.

Xiaoyu suddenly became curious and simply said, "Doctor Lin, a gentle and handsome man like you must be liked by many girls, right?"

Lin An lowered his head to look at the furry little fish wrapped around him, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he shook his head: "No."

"No?"

Xiaoyu trotted forward a few steps, smiling: "Doctor Lin is quite modest..."

Lin An followed her teasing, still laughing gently, but suddenly his eyes darkened and he pulled Xiaoyu into his arms with his big hands.

A motorcycle passed by behind me.

When his fingertips touched the strong chest muscles that were obviously exercised frequently, Xiaoyu couldn't help but poke them hard again.

12345678……

Wow, he really has eight pack abs.

"cough!"

Lin An coughed lightly: "Have you touched enough?"

"Hehe." Xiaoyu let go of his hand with a wry smile, and the two fell into a brief silence.

"Doctor Lin."

"Hmm?" Lin An tilted his head to look at her: "What weird questions have you thought of again?"

"Not really."

Xiaoyu lowered her head and lowered her voice a lot: "Do you like Su Yun?"

The people around me stopped.

Lin An lowered his head and squinted his eyes to look at her. After a moment of hesitation, he hooked his lips at Xiaoyu with an ambiguous smile.

He walked forward slowly, weighing his tone.

"Yes, I did pay too much attention to Miss Su."

Xiaoyu stopped and sat on a rattan chair covered with a layer of snow on the side of the road.

Lin An strode over and pulled her up, then took off her scarf and bent down to wipe the rattan chair clean.

"Now sit down. You have to learn to protect your body."

"Thank you..." Xiaoyu was grateful for Lin An's warmth and consideration, and looked at him again and asked, "Before? What happened later?"

"later……"

"In fact, I soon realized that the feeling was more of admiration and concern from a friendship perspective."

He paused.

"Of course, this did cause a lot of trouble for Miss Su."

He answered frankly, and after a moment he lowered his head and raised his eyebrows at Xiaoyu: "What about you? A well-known designer..."

The smile on Xiaoyu's face froze for a moment.

She stood up, brushed the snow off her coat, and smiled brightly.

"As for me, I am destined to be alone forever!"

"Why?"

Xiaoyu's smile became even brighter, and her voice became cheerful as if she was telling a very interesting and funny story.

She said—

ALS!

The figure wrapped like a little bear ran farther and farther away, and the street lights stretched her shadow very long.

This night,

Lin An suffered from insomnia.

…

Sheng Group.

Secretary Gao placed the thick pile of documents in his hand on the president's desk with trepidation, and began to report with his hands hanging down.

"Mr. Sheng, this is the performance schedule of Yunqishan's ballet company for the next year. In addition, the International Dance Center in the university town also started construction today."

"Do you think we need to do anything?"

Sheng Huai stood in front of the bookshelf with his head lowered, his eyes cold. He didn't look back at her, nor did he speak.

"Mr. Sheng."

Secretary Gao waited for a while, and could only ask again anxiously: "According to the contract, Teacher Yun's International Dance Center needs to be named as a partner of our Sheng Group."

"Look, should I arrange a media campaign?"

"go out!"

Sheng Huai still stood with his head down and spoke in a cold voice.

"Don't do anything without my order!"

Secretary Gao stepped out.

The Panoramic Office was once again filled with dead silence, and Sheng Huai's gaze fell on the corner of the bookshelf.

That document was the agreement he and Su Yun signed.

She could never take the initiative to ask for a divorce.

But now she would rather have nothing and try her best to leave me.

Sheng Huai opened the documents and took out the divorce certificate that he had put in not long ago. The red color on it was like a dancing flame, burning his eyes.

He remembered that Su Yun was smiling when they took the photo that day.

Su Yun was dressed beautifully that day, but she no longer belonged to herself.

He thought again of the charming and indifferent woman who was leaning on the sofa and ignoring him last night.

It was so cold and mysterious, yet had a fatal attraction.

But they don’t belong to me anymore!

But he clearly had it!

Sheng Huai's white-knuckled fingers tightly grasped the divorce certificate, and ink-black eyes surged.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the city under his feet.

But suddenly I felt extremely lonely!

He just felt that—

All the internal organs, limbs and bones are like boiling oil in a raging fire!

The pain is excruciating.

He had never missed Su Yun so much!

He couldn't bear it any longer, so he quickly walked to the desk, picked up the phone and called her, his fingers trembling slightly.

Sheng Huai's mind was blank now and he didn't know what to say.

Unexpected.

The call was connected quickly.

Su Yun's voice sounded lazy, and it was obvious that she had just woken up.

"What's your matter?"

Sheng Huai didn't care about the impatience in her tone and quickly replied: "Yun'er, I..."

He paused, not knowing what to say.

But Su Yun had obviously lost her patience.

When he wanted to speak again, the phone had been hung up.

Even so, Sheng Huai still felt much more at ease.

To him, Su Yun's voice now was like a lighthouse that guided a ship sailing alone in the storm.

She is the harbor where all his happiness comes from.

At this moment, he was crazy, passionate, and impatient——

Want to see Su Yun!

The black Rolls-Royce soon left a trail of afterimage on the streets of Li City.

Sheng Huai gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, a light flashing in his gloomy eyes.

Like a young boy who is just beginning to fall in love, going to see the girl he loves most.

In the windy and snowy weather, he drove through the streets and alleys of Li City, just to find a bunch of his girl's favorite roses.

But unfortunately, roses do not bloom in winter.

In the end, Sheng Huai went to see Su Yun holding a rose.

The dark-colored, finely tailored suit makes him look taller, more elegant and dignified.

In her arms was a handful of bright red roses stained with white snow.

It's like the most cheesy idol drama.

He sat in the car and sent a message to Su Yun.

Then just wait quietly.

But until dusk fell, there was no reply.

When Sheng Huai was about to get off the car, his eyes suddenly froze.

A silver-white Cayenne slowly stopped at the door of Teacher Yun’s villa.

That car...

It belongs to An Chengling.