Now Han Lin has had all these feelings. At the beginning, didn't she also distrust him again and again and refuse him again and again?

With her ticket, Baili pulled out from her pocket the mobile phone with her mobile phone number eight years ago found in Han Lin's room.

The cell phone was taken out when she left his room. As a result, she put it in her pocket and took it away from the villa.

This mobile phone... Does it mean nothing to him?

To her, it was like proof that he had really loved her. Why do people always find those already existing facts when they lose them?

Thinking of this, Baili's eyes darkened and took a deep breath. She walked towards the boarding gate and didn't notice that a tall figure stood not far from her. It was Han Lin.

At the moment, Han Lin just silently looked at Bei Li's back until her figure disappeared in his sight. Then he turned and walked outside the airport.

A black car stopped outside the airport. Han Lin got on the car and said to Zhong Ying sitting in the driver's seat, "go back to the company."

Zhong Ying started the car, looked at Han Lin sitting in the back row from the rearview mirror in the car, and couldn't help but say, "president, since you came to the airport, why don't you send Miss Bei directly?"

Han Lin didn't start. He looked out of the window and didn't answer.

Zhong Ying seemed not to care, and continued as if inadvertently, "in fact, Miss Bei is willing to come from w City to J city to find you, which is enough to see that Miss Bei has you in her heart. In this case, it's better to..."

"That's enough!" Han Lin suddenly stopped, "when did you start taking care of my private affairs?"

Zhong Ying immediately shuddered, but after a while, he still seemed to keep his heart, "since you always have miss Bei in your heart, why don't you reconcile with Miss Bei now?" Zhong Ying sincerely hoped that Han Lin could reconcile with Bei Li again. After all, over the years, Zhong should see Han Lin's feelings for Bei Li.

During this time, since he left w City, his president was completely like a workaholic. There was nothing else except work every day. Zhong Ying even felt that if the president really broke up with Belle, he would probably be as lonely as the old chairman for life.

"Do you think if I take her by my side, can I let her go again?" Han Lin asked with an arc of self mockery.

Zhong Ying was stifled. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

"Since you can't let go, it's better to be like this now." Han Lin murmured low, then slowly closed his eyes and let his mind empty briefly.

Yeah, like now, maybe it's the best for him and her.

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Belle Li returned to w City and came to Duan Manyu to pick up her son. Bei Jian is sleeping now. Duan Manyu said, "why don't you spend the night with me tonight and take Xiao Jian back tomorrow. Xiao Jian is asleep now. It's strange to wake him up."

"Well, then... Excuse me." Bei Li said. Anyway, Duan Manyu has never stayed less here before.