Chapter 652: Lost (four)

However, the truth of the facts is in front of us, and we cannot believe it.
Han Yifeng left a divorce agreement on her dressing table with a small note that she signed.
When Xi Xinyi saw the divorce agreement, the whole person was worried!
She can't just divorce!
She couldn't watch him take the child away, so she left her alone.
The original agreement?
What was the original agreement?
Huang Ziyao, are they not willing to accept her now? Why did her Han Yifeng not see it when she made these efforts in the past? She tried hard to save everything. In the end, he kicked her indifferently and took her child away!
Why?
She insisted on bearing all these things, what is it?
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Xi Xinyi was full of anger, and suddenly yelled like a madman, tearing up the divorce agreement on hand!
"Han Yifeng, you are really desperate! I want to throw me down! Don't even think about it! One day, I will let you regret it, and I will come back to me! You think I don't know if you go every day. Is there her tea house? I will step on her feet! Let you see the woman’s end with my own eyes! I will let you see that she is a thousand times more painful than the present, killing her and me. It won't make her better! The more you do this to me, the more I hate the sultry summer night! You have failed me! You are!"
Xi Xinyi sneered in a cold, gnashing tooth, and then madly madly squatting in the room, the ground was soon a mess...
However, Xi Xia night naturally does not know that the Korean family has been chaotic.
At this time, the sky has gradually darkened, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office on the 58th floor, you can see a large number of burning lights in the entire Z city, gorgeous and intoxicating.
When Xia Xia was still sitting in the office chair and reviewing the documents, there was a sudden knock on the door. She slammed her head and the door was quickly pushed away.
Assistant Xiaomei walked in with a large bouquet of beautiful yellow roses.
"Xi Shi, someone sent you a bunch of flowers downstairs, I signed for you!"
Xiaomei came to the table and said in a small voice, for fear of disturbing the summer night in her concentrated work.
"Let's stay."
Xia Xia night indifference fell such a sentence, will turn over the previous document, continue to look at it, not much thought.
"Yes."
Xiaomei put the yellow rose carefully at the corner of the table. When she was about to exit carefully, the sound of Xia Xia suddenly sounded again.
"Who sent it?"
Xiaomei was shocked. When she turned her head and looked at it, she found that Xia Xia had already looked up from the file and stared at the yellow rose in front of her. It looked strange.
Xiaomei turned around and made a slight sigh, and replied, "The younger brother who heard the flowers said that it is a gentleman surnamed Han, oh, yes, there are cards in the flowers."
Xi Xia night listened, this nodded. "Well, it’s too late, you go back, tomorrow weekend, take a good rest, and still need to be busy for a few days. Tell Miss Ji, let her get the car ready, I am going to work soon."
"Yes, Xi Director!"
Xiaomei just quietly retired.
When I heard the sound of closing the door, Xi Xia night reached out and picked up the bouquet at the corner of the table. Sure enough, a card resting inside it came into view.
She paused, picked up the card, opened it, and a familiar and distant handwriting was in front of her eyes.
Summer night, sorry, thank you for your tolerance and understanding, I am gone, I will always support you, I wish you happiness forever.
Han Yifeng
This kind of sensible words appeared in front of me, but it made some summer nights. Some of them looked at the writing on the card. For a long time, her heart was only a little surging, and she took a deep breath and rubbed her eyes. I turned the chair and looked at the lights under the floor-to-ceiling windows. The bright and beautiful lights that filled up filled her clear pupils, and the faint sorrow that filled them was finally overwhelmed.
I don't know how long I saw it, she looked down at the card in her hand, and the beautiful yellow rose. She suddenly remembered it. A long time ago, it seemed like I had heard a few words.
You come from afar, I go to the distance, the far way through here, the sky has nothing...
How many things, once you miss it, you no longer have it?
However, perhaps, without this sentiment, what is ushered in is another wonderful fate, just like she is admiring?
"I don't hate you...because I know that you have worked hard, you can understand it well, you redeem yourself, and I am also trying to redeem myself. Therefore, I wish you happiness forever, Han Yifeng... ..."
Later, she smiled and smiled slightly, bent down slightly, opened the drawer, took out the lighter, lit the card, and when it was ready to burn out, it was thrown into the paper basket.
"I thought the director would not accept this flower."
When the card was turned into ash, the sound of Ji Zitong suddenly came from the side of the body. The summer night quietly turned around and looked at it. Now I smiled lightly. "Why don't I accept it?"
"For the director, you and Han’s Han, they have something to say before, so..."
Ji Zitong is also an open-minded person, thinking in his heart, he also asked directly.
Xia nodded in the evening, took a smile on his face, turned the chair, and looked at the lights below again. It was quite emotional. "How else? If I can’t relieve the injustice in my heart, Even deliberately want to retaliate, then, what is the difference between me and Xi Xinyi? He has at least maintained me for a few years. Now, just tie it out, no one owes anyone. I remember you on the road, Isn't it popular to say such a thing - come out and mix it, sooner or later, and the grievances must be clear."
When Xi Xia night fell, Ji Zitong suddenly stunned and thought for a moment and replied. "Also, some obsessions are the root of evil."
"In fact, just be an example for the little things in your stomach."
Xi Xia night gently touched his raised belly, the light voice with a touch of gentleness, "baby, mother is called temperament, but it is not enough to have this alone, you have to have your father's wisdom deep... ...this thing, my mother doesn't have it, wait for your dad to come back and let him teach you..."
Ji Zitong listened to the words of Xia Xia night, and immediately sneered out, "Xi Shi, the little princess in your stomach may not hear your modesty."
Xi Xia night smiled with a light lip. "Well, get off work, it's too late. I will have dinner at the maple house tonight, and Wang Jie should be ready."
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