Good Morning, Mr. President!

Song Zhixing clenched his sleeves with his fingers and fanned his eyelashes. "I went in and took a look, and immediately came out."

Du Hui seemed a little unbearable before he said, "Little lady, don't go in. Er Ye is sad enough now, he will never want to see you."

Faint, rising from his eyes. Song Zhixing's eyelashes fell down.

Seeing Song Zhixing's delay in coming in, Chi Huan felt strange and turned to her again. Only to find out that she was stopped outside the door.

"Why not go in?" Chi Huan asked Song Zhixing.

Song Zhi stepped back. Chi Huan frowned. Du Hui explained: "Master Chi, Miss Song has no condolence letter, so we cannot let people go."

"Just she needs a condolence letter? She's not your Tang family ..."

"Chi Huan, I won't go in." Song Zhixing interrupted Chi Huan's words. Du Hui also said just now that she is just an unrelated outsider. The more Chi Huan said, the more it seemed to her to humiliate herself.

"You came so far from country J, didn't you just slap your head to enter the hall? Isn't it a letter of condolence?" Chi Huan took out his letter of condolence, took out the pen he had with him and wrote on the letter A few strokes. It's not the word of Jucheng. Song Zhixing couldn't understand it. Chi Huan passed the letter to Du Hui, "Is this okay?"

Du Hui looked at the letter, and looked at Song Zhixing again, looking slightly deep. Finally, let go of Song Zhixing's hand, "Please."

Song Zhixing didn't know what Chi Huan wrote on the letter. It was so useful, but she took a step back, "I won't go in."

"Why?" Chi Huan asked.

Tang Yu didn't want to see her. She went in now, maybe even worse. Song Zhixing turned and sat in Chi Huan's car. "Go in and scratch your head. I'll wait for you here."

Chi Huan didn't force her, just nodded, "Then I'll go first."

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Chi Huan went in alone, but as a result, Tang Yu was coming out of the hall to breathe. Tang Yu saw him for a moment, and the two eyes turned towards each other, each with their own thoughts. Chi Huan stepped forward and shook hands with him, "Sorrowful."

"Thank you." Tang Yu had only a short word and his voice was dumb.

Then, two people passed by and Chi Huan went in. Tang Yu's gaze was deep, looking at the back, and he was absent-minded for a moment. Walked to the door and saw Du Hui looking at the letter of condolence, he picked it up. Du Hui opened her lips and wanted to say something, but before she could say anything, Tang Yu had seen the conspicuous words on the back of the letter of condolences.

It is the language of country J-it is clearly written above: Condolence: Chi Huan and fiancee Song Zhixing.

Tang Yu's breathing worsened and he stared at those words for a long time. Du Hui thought he would get angry, but he didn't expect that he would just close the letter of condolence in the end.

What a fiancee!

"Why did he come here alone?" He asked aloud, as if he was just asking casually.

"Little Miss is also here," Du Hui said. Look, look in a certain direction.

Tang Yu followed his sight and looked away. In the car, the petite figure reflected in his eyes.

Song Zhixing had seen him long ago. From the moment he came out, her eyes had been fixed on him. It was not close enough to see his tiny expression at the moment, but she could clearly feel his tiredness and sorrow.

Song Zhixing looked at him, his eyes hazed.

Tang Yu's eyes collided with her, his breathing worsened, but it was only one second before he turned his face away. I lit a cigarette and took a heavy sip. Song Zhixing suddenly had difficulty controlling, opened the door, and hurriedly got out of the car. However, the next moment, the man who was standing far away suddenly turned away without expression and walked into the hall.

Throughout, there was no pause.

Not to look back at her.

She was left with nothing but a cold and ruthless back.

As if being punched with a heavy blow, Song Zhixing took a breath and choked, and ran towards his footsteps. She also stood there, looking at that person, getting farther and farther away from herself.

Far away, finally ... not even the back ...

She ripped her lips and smiled.

Tears, but laughed out of his eyes.

Finally ... she really lost him.

In the future, there will no longer be his tolerance, his support, his guardianship, and his love.

Eventually, she was going to become a person and start to move independently.

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Because of his prior art skills, Song Zhixing finally chose to study at Lingfeng Academy of Fine Arts, not far from Yucheng City, and studied interior design. Chen Cheng and she attended the same university.

Since the day of condolence, she has never returned to country J or contacted her grandfather for the whole three years. Li's offended the Tang family, and the marriage with the Chi family was ultimately unsuccessful because of her non-cooperation. What Li now looks like, she never knew.

Overnight, she became a complete orphan. There are no stumbling blocks or anxieties. For the past three years, nothing seems to have caused waves in her heart.

Song Zhixing is in the dormitory and is about to submit the design drawings. Chen Cheng patted her on the shoulder. "It's going to be a holiday soon, will you come back to Jude City with me?"

She shook her head.

"Then you stay at school again?"

"Ok."

"You are alone at school, it is not safe. You had an accident last winter vacation, robbed the house! Did you forget?"

"I have work to do!" Song Zhixing patted the newspaper next to him, raised her eyebrows, "I took a lot of part-time work this summer vacation, and after two months of busy work, the tuition and living expenses for the next semester are definitely No problem. Watercolors are expensive and I have to hurry. "

"It's a pity I can't stay with you."

"You don't have to worry about me. I've been here for the past three years, rest assured, nothing can go wrong." She vowed, patted herself on the chest.

"Well, why don't you find an internship unit this time?" At this moment, the door of the dormitory was opened, and other roommates came in and chatted.

"Of course I want to, the senior is going to be an intern. Taozi, your internship unit must have been found for you at home, right?"

Peach is the rich second-generation princess in their dormitory. She was trimming her nails, and when she heard that, she poked her head out of the mosquito net on the upper bunk. "My mom just called me today and said it was for me to enter a super company."

"What super big company?"

"Tang's Group." As soon as Tao Zi said this, Song Zhixing's hand was drawing and he drew a long line. She quickly took the eraser and wiped off the thread. Chen Cheng glanced at her without saying a word.

"Moreover, it's the headquarters!" Tao Ziyu showed off.

"Is it true? How could the headquarters have an intern?"