The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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The surrounding air seemed to be thin, and He Xiyan felt his breathing sound heavy.

Chen Jiahang was excited, but he didn't have a particularly exaggerated expression, but smiled lightly all the time.

He Xiyan walked to the dining table. This log-colored table was bought by herself a year ago. The table was still new.

She bit her lip, glanced at Jia Hang and hurried back, and then she picked up the rice bowl.

"Yan Yan ... aren't you uncomfortable?" Chen Jiahang asked, and he felt that Yan Yan's face was flushed, as if she had a high fever, and her face looked a little bit dazed.

He Xiyan shook her head.

"I'm okay," she replied lightly, before pinching a small piece of chicken into her bowl.

She was hungry, but was not thinking about eating, but thinking about how to talk to Jia Hang. She could see that he was particularly happy, even excited, about his sudden arrival.

This good flight looks like when she first met.

Chen Jiahang clamped a large piece of chicken into He Xiyan's bowl.

"Yanyan, eat more." Chen Jiahang's face still filled with a happy smile. At this moment, he felt like he was dreaming.

Because only in the dream, he dreamed that she was back.

He Xiyan took another bite. She ate slowly, thinking while eating, what to say later.

During this meal, He Xiyan ate for nearly half an hour, and Chen Jiahang accompanied her for half an hour.

After eating, Chen Jiahang went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, while He Xiyan leaned on a wooden chair.

She pursed her lips and glanced at the hall in front of her again. The hall was the same as before, but it was covered with a log-colored floor, as she had dreamed a while ago.

She went to a bedroom on the left, and the bedroom was really plastered with that American style wallpaper, and it was also covered with wooden floor.

Everything is as she dreamed.

Jiahang really decorated it here again.

He Xiyan took a deep breath, and her chest hurt again.

The more he did, the more sad she felt.

Ten minutes later, Chen Jiahang came out, and there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He walked over, stood beside He Xiyan, and couldn't help but stretch out and took her slender hand.

"Yanyan ..."

Soon, a familiar atmosphere spread across He Xiyan's neck. She gritted her teeth, quickly turned around, smiled apologetically, and then withdrew her grasped hand.

"Jia Hang, I came here to tell you something, and I hope you can let me go and find your own happiness. I don't worry about you, so I came here from Night City."

He Xiyan said in a deep voice. After talking, she looked at Jia Hang, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly disappeared, and she also saw his face become lost for a moment.

Chen Jiahang pursed her lips and looked at He Xiyan, a woman who had lived with him for three years.

He didn't immediately reply, but reached out and gently grasped her shoulder.

He Xiyan paused, instead of refusing, but continued to say: "I know you bought a house in Night City, you are renovating, and I know you plan to come to Night City. Jia Hang, seriously, I do n’t deserve you Do it for me, and I'm not worth your wait. "

He Xiyan's voice became hoarse.