Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

If Cher never comes back, maybe, maybe he will marry her one day.

But when he saw Xue Er's first glance, the blood in his whole body recovered, and he knew that he had no feeling for Song Keren.

These two years have just been deceiving ourselves and others.

"I can only be sorry!" He whispered: "I will compensate you in my way."

Song Keren looked at his face and knew that his mind was firm.

She shook her head in a daze: "I don't want anything. I only want you."

She wanted to approach him, but she didn't dare.

She could only cry when she looked at him.

"Sorry." He said again, then got out of the car and opened the door for her personally: "I will take you to the elevator."

His words seem considerate, but in fact they are strong.

Song Keren was weak all over, supporting himself to get out of the car.

She never thought that her happiest day would end with heartbreak.

When she got to the elevator, she looked at him with tears in her eyes, "Mu Yun, have you really loved me?"

She doesn't believe that if there is no love, how can she get along with someone for two years?

Ye Muyun gave a low hum, in exchange for Song Keren's tears.

However, the elevator has closed.

Ye Muyun stood outside the elevator and stood quietly for a while, until Song Keren's elevator reached the floor where she lived.

For tonight, he did his homework. He asked the secretary Song Keren where she lived and which floor she lived on.

He played a perfect breakup boyfriend, and when together, he never treated her well...

As for compensation, he was ready, enough to make her fight for ten years less.

And if Song Keren was smart, he would not announce the breakup to the media. That was exactly what he wanted.

Turned around and walked outside to get in the car, smoked another cigarette, still unable to hold back and drove the car to the GM Hotel headquarters.

The car stopped and walked into the lobby.

The lady at the front desk was stunned and stood up: "Mr. Ye, why are you here?"

Ye Muyun said indifferently, "Give me the key card for room 2608."

The lady at the front desk refused inwardly: "Mr. Ye, Miss Tang lives in it now, it may not be convenient."

This one is a prince, one is a princess, and one cannot be offended.

Ye Muyun didn't say a word, just glanced at her lightly.

The lady at the front desk couldn't stand it anymore, she obediently offered the door card, and whispered: "Mr. Ye, it's against the regulations."

Inside GM, everyone knows that these two have collapsed, and they have collapsed for many years.

Mr. Ye now also has a girlfriend, and takes Miss Tang's room card again. What are the meanings of this?

No one dared to ask, but watched Ye Muyun go upstairs.

When standing at the door of that suite, Ye Muyun's facial muscles were a little twisted.

He has seen her twice, but in public places, he can't do anything, let alone say anything.

And he came here, really alone, he really didn't know what he would do.

He felt that a beast lived in his heart, ready to rush towards her at any time.

He swiped the door open, opened the door and went in.

Inside it was dimly lit, with a piece of English country classical music playing, and a faint rose fragrance floated in the air.

Also, the sound of water.

Ye Muyun stood at the door of the bathroom and confirmed his thoughts.

She fell asleep.

Lying in the bathtub just like that, with her small face aside, her long hair drenched in strands scattered on her shoulders, like an elf, more like a banshee.