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It was a high-pitched voice, familiar and excited. Lan Xinyue knew who he was, but she couldn't see his face. Surprise was clear on her face.

Mill!

Old boss. President of the Asia-Pacific Group. An old boss who had gone to China to work on a jewellery project with her but had returned to the United States alone.

After returning to the United States, he was busy with innovative projects, she was busy adapting to the new environment, they had not made a single phone call, they had only talked about it a few times in the mail, he had never said he would come back to China, and he had never said he would visit her.

Why? Why did he appear? So many surprises …

"Mir, why are you here? When did you come to China? " Although they couldn't work together anymore, it was still a joyous occasion for them to have friends coming from afar. Lan Xinyue blurted out in English, and Gao Yang's voice also expressed his mood, happiness, and surprise …

"Wow, Sophia still remembers me. It makes me so happy that I thought you'd forget my voice." The flowers in front of him slowly moved away, revealing a handsome face. If this person wasn't Mir, then who else could it be?

Pure white blood, blond hair, blue eyes, sunken eye sockets on his tall nose, and a face in his early 20s. He was a combination of youth and maturity, an absolutely charming man!

He looked down at her from high above, smiling happily, his eyes squinting together. It was a bright smile of melting ice, a warmth that made one's heart warm and comfortable.

"I forget that no one will forget you. You must know that we are the most tacit comrades-in-arms. We have once defeated countless opponents together. We're also best friends, aren't we? " Happy, Lan Xinyue took the flowers he sent over. Their fragrance assaulted the nostrils, "However, it was really unexpected, I never expected you to appear. Surprise, this was definitely an enormous surprise. Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming? "Why don't you let me pick up the plane?"

Mill shrugged elegantly as he smiled seductively, "Why do you have so many things to say? Sophia, why don't we find a place to sit and chat? I have a lot of things to say to you."

"OK!" OK! Then you will accompany me home to raise the flowers, and then we will go out. We must drink tonight, we haven't had a drink together for a long time, I really miss the good times of drinking and talking. " There was a lot of stress in the United States, and the only way to relieve it was to drink with Mir and talk nonsense while drinking with him. In this state, all the stress was thoroughly released, and she invited him to enter the house first.

Entering the room, Mill couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, exclaiming in surprise, "Wow, the same house, the same decorations, Ah Xiao is very considerate, he should be very afraid that you won't be able to adapt to the domestic life, even the furniture is the same brand!"

Yeah, that's what he is, a fine boy." Little Jie had been following him every day and had learned very meticulously. "You haven't seen each other for a long time. How long are you going to stay in China? If there's a chance, we'll eat together tomorrow to welcome you back." As Lan Xinyue stuck to her flowers, she thought about making a phone call to Leng Mubai. This was already more than three minutes past the budget so if she didn't make a phone call, Leng Mubai would be worried and angry …

"I'll be staying for a while, so I'll miss Little Jie too. My hotel is not far from here, we'll have dinner together tomorrow night."

"Okay, then I'll call Xiao in a bit and ask him to come back early. Mir, why did you come to China this time? A bailiff? Or is it a private matter? " Lan Xinyue tilted her head slightly.

"We'll talk about this later. Let's hurry up and insert the flower!" Mill washed his hands from the beginning to the end of his flower arrangement. He followed suit. Lan Xinyue had no choice but to pick up her things and follow him out of the house.

She didn't have the chance to escape, and her phone call with Leng Mubai wasn't something that could be completed in a few words. She also couldn't whisper to Leng Mubai in front of Mill, so she could only find an opportunity to contact him again.

When they walked out of the elevator and into the garden, the cold wind that blew in from the front made Lan Xinyue shrink her neck. Seeing this, Mill considerately wanted to take off her windbreaker again, but Lan Xinyue kept saying NO because they were going to wait for the train by the side of the road. After he took off his windbreaker, all that was left was a warm shirt.

Mill argued but had to reach out and take her in his arms and hold her while he went out: "Wow, it's like two years ago, in the snow in France, when we were walking down the Champs-Elysées. That day, we talked a lot. Do you still remember? "

"Of course I remember. On that journey, you were the only one who said that. You were always talking about your girlfriend, Nicole. That's good, that's good. Even I did not dare to interrupt." This posture of hugging seemed to be the intimate action of a couple, but Lan Xinyue did not feel that anything was amiss.

Because they often walked in this way.

She didn't feel anything as she walked.

Because Mir had his own favorite girlfriends, they were just plain friends that didn't involve sex.

In other words, they were each other's best friends, best friends that could not be talked about, but they could not involve the love between a man and a woman!

Mill laughed heartily. With a hint of sadness in his eyes, he said, "Sophia, Nicole rejected my proposal once again. This is already the nineteenth time I have proposed to her. I really admire her."

"Ni is a very introverted girl, give her a bit more time, don't force her too much." Nicole was actually a Chinese girl. She was very petite and could speak fluent Chinese. Lan Xinyue had chatted with her before and asked her where she lived in China, but she had never mentioned anything about it. Furthermore, upon hearing these questions, her bright eyes would instantly go blank.

Therefore, Lan Xinyue had always felt that the introverted Ni was a woman with a story hidden deep within her heart. If she didn't want to tell or accept it, it would be useless even if she was forced to die.

Mill was also distressed. He was 38 years old, and although he did not care about the age of marriage and childbirth in the United States, a man of his age would want a peaceful and warm home. He would also want a place to rest when he was tired.

He couldn't help but tighten his arms and hug Lan Xinyue tighter, "We've known her for almost seven years, and we've proposed to her 19 times every seven years. Other than the first year, which happened once a month, we've practically asked her to marry us once a year. "Is it too much of a pressure to ask for a marriage once a year?

"Take your time, let the water drop through the rocks, it should be yours in the end. "Mir, you won't fly to China from faraway America just because your proposal was rejected, will you?" Lan Xinyue asked with a smile.

"Of course not!" Mill replied with a smile, in a mysterious manner.

Lan Xinyue understood and didn't ask any more questions. She only secretly looked at her watch. Half an hour had already passed. Leng Mubai would definitely be furious and die of anxiety, what should she do …

Senior, it's not that I don't want to call you, it's just that I can't get away. Wait a bit longer, I'll call you when we get to the bar.

However, after Leng Mubai left, he had been waiting for her call. A minute in the elevator was enough, so he calculated the time. Two minutes, three minutes, even five minutes without a call. He understood.

He thought that she might want to change her clothes, drink some water, and prepare how she would speak to him about the cork.

But ten minutes had passed, and her call had still not come in, so he was worried and angry, and immediately turned the car around and came back, thinking he must rush up and teach her a good lesson and then cancel her experience of separation, for she was the first to break her promise.

On the way back, there was a traffic accident. He slowly drove over by the side of the car. When he arrived at the residential complex, he saw Lan Xinyue standing on the side of the road.

Under the dim yellow street light, she was curled up in Mill's embrace. The two of them stood by the side of the road, talking and laughing, with bright and beautiful smiles on their faces. They were intimately in love with each other.

At that moment, as if he was struck by lightning, his pupils dilated and his head rumbled. He was completely dumbstruck, his soul shattered by the unexpected blow, and his mind went blank. "It can't be, it can't be, Xin Yue wouldn't do such a thing, she won't judge my love, it won't be, she must have seen wrongly, it definitely wasn't her …"

He stopped the car and shook his head, making sure he was seeing things. He closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and gripped the steering wheel with both hands.

Only after a long while did he open his eyes once again and looked towards the other side of the road. Under the dim yellow light of the street lamp, Lan Xinyue, wearing the white fur coat that he had customized, leaned against Mill's chest.

Xin Yue was his Xin Yue. She was the one he had been waiting for. She wasn't drinking water, changing clothes, or preparing her mood. She was just lying in someone else's arms, talking, laughing, whispering to each other …

How could this be? How could this be?

She had clearly fallen in love with him. She had obviously wanted to be with him, but she had also clearly agreed to be with him for the rest of her life. She pleased him, coaxed him, followed him, but why did she lie in Mill's arms after all she had done?

Why was Mill here? Did Lan Xinyue already know that Mill was here? That's why I kicked him away. That's why I decided to separate from him.

Separated, such a grand reason, actually wasn't to experience the feelings of love, but to date other men, to step on two boats, to continue to fool him, to play with him like a monkey in public, to see his ugly behavior.

Lan Xinyue, you've gone too far, too far …

You are more than an ingrate, you have no heart, no heart, no love, no jealousy, no willingness, you are all lies, all lies …

Leng Mubai was infuriated. He was a man, but he also had the dignity of a man. The tenderness and love from before were nowhere to be seen in his deep eyes. His bloodshot eyes were filled with deep hatred and anger from the destruction of love …

However, Lan Xinyue seemed to sense something. She secretly felt uneasy, and had a premonition that something bad was about to happen, but she didn't have the time to look around, so Mill stopped a taxi and invited her in.