The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

After waiting for about an hour, An Yibei finally received her.

When passing by the parking lot, Anxiaxia found that Sheng Yize's car was still there.

The heart seemed to be clenched, and the nails sank into the flesh, dripping with blood.

I still remember Sheng Yize asked her if she had any intentions.

How can there be no one, who can be so uninterested as to break up with someone they like and still be as calm as a heart?

Back at Anjia, she didn't speak, An Yibei said faintly: "Let's move, your school status, I will help you move away in two days."

An Xia Xia took a while to realize that An Yibei actually said she was moving!

"Why?" Anxiaxia blurted out, subconsciously, she was still reluctant to move.

An Yibei took off his glasses: "You broke up with Sheng Yize, and you wanted to move, didn't you?"

Anxiaxia was speechless.

"My dad is old, Yu Cheng has over-exploited in the past two years, and the environment is not good. It is good to change to a city with a suitable environment. You do n’t have to go to an ordinary school, and you do n’t have to work as hard as in summer. It's okay, you can pick up the violin and take the art test, you should be able to take a good school. "He remained calm, and planned for the future of Anxiaxia.

An Xia Xia suddenly felt a bit astringent, and asked hard, "Brother ... why suddenly ..."

"Because I don't want you to be miserable, because I want to make my dad more comfortable, what else do you want to ask?" An Yibei's voice didn't fluctuate.

An Xia Xia stopped talking, and he didn't say much again. "It's late, rest early."

He turned back to the room, and An Xia Xia called him: "But you ... never mentioned the portrait, Mr. Song, has something to do with my mother, right?"

Vaguely, she felt that An Yibei had her moved, also related to Song Yong.

"You think too much." Frozen tone.

An Xia Xia squeezed out a smile: "Do you really have nothing to tell me?"

"No comment."

The conversation between the siblings is over.

-

An Xia Xia returned to the room without accident and received another call.

She said calmly, "If you wish, I will move soon."

"Giggle, very interesting ~"

Anxiaxia raised a strong sense of weakness from the bottom of her heart. From beginning to end, the person said nothing, but forced her to break up, and forced her to leave.

Obviously not any clever means, but choked her weakness.

The life of the family.

"How about you? I'm gone, will you be happy?" Anxia Xia murmured, "Speaking of which, I don't know who you are yet, I feel like I've lost so much. You are Li Fanxing? Song Qing late? Or someone who I do n’t know when to offend. "

The voice of the voice changer cannot hear the voice of the original owner: "It is not necessarily a bad thing to leave? Why bother to let each other take a path that is not suitable. He has his world, and you have your life without affecting each other, is it good? "

An Xia Xia smiled: "Yeah, maybe you make sense ..."

"Look at you being so good, friendship reminds you to stay away from Song Yan." The voice said quietly, "After all, even if you die, you can only die in my hands!"

The phone was hung up, and the room was silent. Only the moonlight outside the window was cold and lonely.

-

The next day.

Sheng Yize stayed up all night, rubbing his temples and kicking a bottle of wine by his feet.

The corner of his mouth provoked a cold smile.

Break up? Sorry, he hasn't agreed!