Chapter 317: The younger man is very fierce and crazy (58)
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Fu Jinan sat in the back seat of the Maybach, and Chen Chen drove in the front.
He leaned back in his chair, looking a little tired.
"Mr. Fu, where are we going?"
"Go back to the company."
"good."
The Maybach drove into the main road and headed towards the central commercial street.
At 1:30 in the afternoon, the traffic was still surging. While waiting for the traffic light to turn red, Chen Chen glanced at Fu Jinan through the rearview mirror and asked cautiously,
"Mr. Fu, why did you attend the banquet in person and then refuse to accept your father's things?"
Fu Jinan closed his eyes. The sunlight shone in from the car window, hitting his face and casting a shadow.
The whole person is so white that it seems unreal.
Then, Chen Chen heard his light and gentle voice.
"Because it doesn't matter anymore."
Upon hearing this, Chen Chen didn't say anything else, but his thoughts were a little complicated.
He has been Fu Jinan's assistant for two years and has always known that there is someone in his heart.
He watched him drink and cry countless nights, and then get up early to go to work the next day as if nothing had happened.
Watching him sleeping on the sofa in the office, holding the kissing photo in his arms.
Watch him go crazy, struggle, and tie himself tighter and tighter until his skin and flesh are turned inside out and bleeding.
I even watched him fall into a nightmare, murmuring that name over and over again.
He knew that Mr. Fu was waiting for a woman who would never come back, and he also knew that his heart was already broken.
When it is mentioned now, he says it is no longer important.
Can we really let go of such a heavy feeling?
Fu Jinan closed his eyelids, feeling the warmth of the sun on his face and the fragrance of flowers in the wind.
The crowd was bustling with people coming and going.
It seems like he is the only one who is always alone.
The phone interface on the palm of his hand was not closed, and it was still on a villa title deed.
But the owner's name is no longer the familiar one.
One thousand four hundred and sixty-three days, he calculated that she had been away for four years.
fraud....
[Ding! The target Fu Jinan's blackening value has reached 100%, mission completed!]
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At the same time, far away in Canada, an Asian woman who was watering flowers outside her house suddenly had her arm tremble, and the kettle fell to the ground, splashing water everywhere.
After four whole years, she finally waited for this familiar prompt tone.
[Host! What are you still standing there for? Pack your bags and return home!]
Wangzai kept urging her in her mind. Shen Yuan was stunned for two seconds, then turned around and went into the room to pack her luggage.
When he broke up with Fu Jinan four years ago, his darkening value was not full, but was only rising at a slow rate.
So Chen Yuan waited and waited.
Fu Jinan is waiting for her to return home, and she is waiting for Fu Jinan to give up completely.
In a contradictory deadlock, one party will always be hurt.
One thousand eight hundred and thirty-one days, one thousand eight hundred and thirty-one sunrises and sunsets, is really too long.
Chen Yuan even thought that the mission could not be completed, and that this would be the end of the lives of him and Fu Jinan.
On an ordinary afternoon, the blackening value was unexpectedly full.
Unbelievable and full of surprises.
She didn't have time to wonder what had happened to him, so she quickly packed her luggage and booked a flight.
An hour later, Chen Yuan appeared at an airport in a Canadian city and checked in.
When she went abroad, she took Grandma Shen with her, but when she returned home she was alone.
Yes, Grandma Shen caught a cold and died the following year.
When Chen Man brought Chen Yuan to marry into the Fu family, she lived alone in her hometown in Linjiang City.
Linjiang City was rainy, damp and cold, and her body had long been depleted.
A simple cold can be fatal.
But she was smiling when she left, with the peacock feather necklace around her neck.
Shen Yuan respected her wishes and scattered her ashes in the sea in Florence.
Grandma Shen said, "I'm an old woman with no children or daughters-in-law, so I don't care about returning to my roots."
"Xiao Yuan, please scatter my ashes here after I die. The scenery here is beautiful, and the people are nice. If I have the chance in my next life, I will come here to see it again."
Grandma Shen could never remember Florence’s full name, which was too complicated for her, an illiterate old lady.
But what does it matter?
As long as she likes it.
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After a long time, a white passenger plane landed at Kyoto International Airport.
The temperature difference between the two places was huge. As soon as Chen Yuan got off the plane, he felt a burst of heat hitting his face.
She was also wearing a thick coat and a scarf that covered most of her face, so she soon began to sweat.
She took off her coat, put her scarf into her bag, looked at the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar airport in front of her, and smiled for the first time in a long time.
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