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A strand of warmth flowed through Tang Mengyao's heart.

Xiao Yihang was just like an elder brother, cherishing this weak little sister of his. He couldn't help but nod his head.

"Alright."

Tang Mengyao sent Xiao Yihang off with her eyes, and a faint sense of attachment made the people in the villa go into a frenzy.

Tang Mengyao felt the cold Qi, she turned and looked at the man dressed in black on the second floor.

It was misty, and could swallow blood.

She couldn't help but shiver. She couldn't feel his anger, as if it was filled with a cold ruthlessness that would cause fear in others.

Tang Mengyao walked in and immediately went back to her room. She didn't want to talk much. Just as she was about to close the door and lock it, a strong force suddenly knocked her away.

Han Junli's black figure had already tightly pressed her behind the door. Tang Mengyao looked at him with frightened eyes.

Subconsciously holding his hands up, he struggled to break free of his hold.

"Han Junli, let go of me."

Han Junli pretended not to hear, and used even more strength in his hands. The man's breath stuck tightly to her skin, burning red.

The charming man even bit into her skin, forcefully biting down with a punitive force, as if venting the pain in his heart.

His mouth was hoarse and thick with anger, "Can't you wait for a few months? I've already promised to let you go, so why didn't you give me a chance to catch my breath? "Do you really have to like him that much, and can't wait to run over to meet him …"

Han Junli scolded her word by word, causing his heart to ache. She wanted to open her mouth to explain that he had misunderstood, but her lips were tightly sealed and she couldn't say a single word.

Carrying the impulse to lose his rationality, Han Junli corroded her body step by step, not allowing her to say a single word that displeased him. He only wanted to vent out all the anger and pain in his heart.

Tang Mengyao endured the torment of Han Junli's madness as he heard his insults and tears slide down his face once again.

When had it become impossible for them to turn back? His misunderstanding of her was deeply rooted. She wanted to explain, but she didn't know where to start.

Maybe they shouldn't have met at all.

A pain that made Tang Mengyao feel extreme reluctance rose in her heart. If the two of them were not destined to be together, then tonight would become their last memory.

The pain in his body gradually lessened, and his entire body relaxed. He did not want to explain himself anymore, so he did not struggle anymore. He just released the throbbing sensation in his heart as much as he could.

Han Junli felt Tang Mengyao's reply, and stiffened slightly. In an instant, he relaxed his hold on her and followed along with his heart, flying together with her.

This was different from the previous two times. Han Junli could feel her intentions, but it was precisely her intentions that made him feel a sense of emptiness.

Why was it that even though he was embracing her, he still felt that she was so far away from him? He reached out his hand, but no matter what he tried, he couldn't grab it. He could only use his body to continuously gallop forwards, as if this was the only way he could feel that she was still by his side.

They didn't know the tiredness of the night, so both of them fell into a deep sleep. Her body was tightly hugged, representing the reluctance of the two.

Han Junli woke up and looked at the messy room. He shook his head lightly as he was annoyed by yesterday's craziness. He was obviously angry to death, but he could not stop the desire in his heart and hugged her again and again.

He had clearly told himself to stay away from her, but upon hearing her news, he couldn't stop himself from wanting to get closer.

This kind of him, was something Han Junli himself despised. He stormed into the bathroom in a fit of anger, letting the cold water wash away all the love from his body.

Before Tang Mengyao had woken up, he had already changed his clothes and left. He was afraid that after she woke up, he wouldn't be able to control the urge to hurt her.

As long as he thought of her wholeheartedly wanting to meet him for that man's sake, regardless of his obstruction, he would be unable to control the rage in his heart.

When Tang Mengyao woke up, it was already noon. Her body was in excruciating pain as she swept her gaze over the empty space at the side. Her nose twitched and she felt an indescribable sense of heartache.

Even though she knew that he was cold-hearted, she still carried with her a hint of anticipation. She was truly foolish!

He slightly pursed her lips and warned herself once again, telling herself to stop dreaming. After tidying herself up, Tang Mengyao found that her heart was even colder.

She didn't dare to watch the news, nor did she dare to turn on her phone. She was afraid that the news that was going to explode would be too much for her to handle.

He had originally thought that she could remain calm, but he hadn't expected her to experience such discomfort.

The sunlight outside was bright, but Tang Mengyao still felt that her entire body was ice-cold. She curled up her body, feeling extremely lonely.

After three days of this muddled and muddled life, Tang Mengyao finally could not take it anymore. She thought of her mother, the place that carried her childhood. Although it was far away and backward, it was the cleanest place she could think of and the place she missed the most.

Deep in his heart, she suddenly felt a surge of desire. She really wanted to return to the place where she was born and raised. She wanted to return to her mother's side and feel the company of her family.

Thus, Tang Mengyao packed her things emotionally, left behind a letter and left this city that was riddled with injuries.

Looking at the place which was gradually getting further and further behind him, Tang Mengyao's eyes couldn't help but be confused …

It was already a week after Han Junli returned. Looking at the cold room, his heart suddenly felt empty, as if a piece of his heart was missing. He immediately called for his butler and questioned her sternly, "Where is she?"

The steward was confused. Didn't the young lady say she told you? She went home and will be back in a while. "

"Going home?"

Han Junli clenched his fist in anger, his veins popped out. She regretted that she had given her so much freedom. Inwardly, she didn't believe it at all. She had gone home. He felt that this woman must have secretly gone to see that man behind his back.

Han Junli, who had lost his reasoning, directly rushed to Sai Wei Group's headquarters. None of the security guards could stop him. Han Junli immediately rushed into the meeting room, and shouted at Xiao Yihang: "Where did you hide her?"

Xiao Yihang stared blankly for a moment before calmly allowing the others to go out. Then, he shifted his gaze to Yun Che. He mocked, "What? After losing your wife, you came to me for help again? "

He said. "Han Junli, shouldn't you examine why your wife would run away from you every single day?"

The ridiculing tone infuriated Han Junli, and without a word, he waved his fist at the arrogant face in front of him. Xiao Yihang was also not an easy target, he had already expected that he would do something like this, so he naturally had the time to do so.

It was just that Han Junli's punch was too fierce, even though Xiao Yihang was prepared, he still received a punch. He was in so much pain that his mouth turned cold as he cursed, "Madman."