Jiang Yuezhou watched Ye Beibei leave step by step at the banquet that day. He did not call her, but he could not help but leave. Ye Beibei never looked back, although he wanted to call her and told her that he did not really want to let go of her hand.

Ye Beibei's name rolled in his throat and almost blurted out several times. He even thought of indulging himself, overturning what he had said before, and becoming a capricious man!

However, he did nothing after all. There are some things in this world that cannot be achieved by just working hard... They also require the other party's response and courage.

If we cannot guarantee that we love each other, it is better not to be together. Wishful love is sometimes not the starting point of happiness or the beginning of pain.

That night, Jiang Yuezhou drank too much at the banquet for the first time. Zhang Yang drove him home. With the brief paralysis of alcohol, he felt that his thinking became slower. He slowly walked into the home he used to share with Ye Beibei. The room was still terrible, and his footsteps would echo. Luxury furniture and luxurious decorations, but there was no chance of vitality.

He suddenly regretted saying that to Ye Beibei. He has been like this for so long, so why did he easily say that he wanted to let go for love!

I am already so unbearable, so why are you pretending to be a saint for love?

Jiang Yuezhou suddenly couldn't control his emotions and kicked away the blue glaze porcelain vase close to one person next to him. With the sharp sound of cracking, the colorful ones scattered all over the floor. Several large pieces were right in front of him. The flowers painted in green and red were blooming vividly on the porcelain. He fell to his knees on the sofa in the living room.

The low-pressure darkness outside the floor-to-ceiling window is like the gloomy face of an old man. The wind that rises at some point shaking vigorously the trees in the garden. The flowers and leaves without foundations are delicate and fragile. Wherever the wind blows, it stops wherever it blows.

Jiang Yuezhou felt very uncomfortable. He felt that the saw knife in his heart that had been placed in the corner for a long time was pulled up again, and with disgusting rust, he cut his heart in half.

As soon as he entered the banquet hall tonight, he saw Ye Beibei standing in the corner. She was wearing a very decent blue evening dress and wearing a little thicker makeup. Her lips were covered with pink color. When she pursed the corners of her lips, it seemed like a layer of soft water was shining.

The hall with a good view was magnificent, and the bright light of the crystal lamp fell around her, and she happened to be sitting at the junction of light and shadow, so half of her face was covered with a layer of fluffy gold edges, and there were some fine hair on her neck. When facing the light, it seemed to be light golden...

She was quietly lowering her head, her figure was slender and beautiful, like a quiet and graceful magnolia flower, and like a delicate silhouette, even the surrounding air seemed to be stagnant at that moment.

Jiang Yuezhou smiled at him in the darkness, and he actually remembered the little things about her pitifully and ridiculously. He buried his face in the pillow. The soft pillow seemed to have the familiar fragrance of Ye Beibei. He felt that he was really drunk this night.

You will be guilty of your own sins and cannot survive.

Jiang Yuezhou turned over, his cheeks burned by alcohol were pressed against the satin pillowcase, which was cool and comfortable, reminding him of her body. Her body temperature was always higher than his and warmer.

Unconsciously, a tear fell from the corner of his eyes and penetrated into the pillowcase and disappeared.

Jiang Yuezhou made himself busy again after this day. Every day, he opened his eyes and started working until he was tired and excited but dull. His fanaticism about work made his secretary Li Abao feel unbearable again. She began to slow down the progress of some work in the company openly and secretly, forcing Jiang Yuezhou to stop.

That night after get off work, Jiang Yuezhou finally found nothing to do or did nothing to do. He grabbed his coat and decided to go out for a ride and take a break. He drove the car and unknowingly came downstairs of Ye Beibei's company. Li Minglang's car could be seen from afar.

Jiang Yuezhou was sitting in the car and lit a cigarette. He looked at Li Minglang's car and felt that he even envied Li Minglang. Because Li Minglang and Ye Beibei had a clear relationship, he could come to pick her up with confidence, be kind to her, think of her calmly, and date her without having to make excuses like himself. He deliberately kept Ye Beibei by his side to work, and deliberately arranged the company's banquet in the hotel where Ye Beibei was. He went there to see her more and deliberately arranged boring encounters to ask her for forgiveness.

Although Li Minglang is thick-skinned, he is much happier than himself. He can like Ye Beibei without any concealment and appreciate her as much as possible without worrying that she will notice it and be bothered.

Jiang Yuezhou watched Ye Beibei leave in Li Minglang's car. He snatched the cigarette and followed him downstairs to Ye Beibei's house. He watched Ye Beibei and Li Minglang enter the corridor talking and laughing. He sat in the car, looking at the lights on Ye Beibei's house.

He sat in the car and looked at the lights like this. I don’t know how long it took until he saw Li Minglang walking down the building that he seemed to be relieved and drove away.

Jiang Yuezhou doesn’t want to make himself even more pitiful, yes, pitiful!

But he couldn't bear to leave. From this day on, he always consciously stopped the work at around 6 o'clock in the evening, picked up the key and drove to Ye Beibei's company. Every time he drove there, he didn't go in, just stayed outside and watched Li Minglang pick up Ye Beibei away.

On that day, Jiang Yuezhou drove back with Li Minglang's car, but everything on this day was special. Li Minglang had something to do with him, and he did not go upstairs with Ye Beibei. They talked and laughed in the car for a while. Before getting off the car, Ye Beibei kissed Li Minglang's cheek and ran back upstairs.

Li Minglang also watched the lights in Ye Beibei's bedroom light up and then drove away.

Since Ye Beibei was willing to kiss Li Minglang, they also said that their feelings were very stable. Does that mean that he would never have a chance? Jiang Yuezhou slapped the steering wheel with his hands, as if he was about to cut off the most nourishing piece of meat in his heart, and felt a sense of pain of being Lingchi.

The next afternoon, there was a social engagement in the company. Jiang Yuezhou, who was in a very depressed mood, drank a few more glasses of wine. After leaving the hotel, he did not drive with his administrative secretary Zhang Yang, but started the car himself, accelerated instantly, and rushed into the street quickly.
Chapter completed!