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It was as if everything had returned to its original point, back to when they first met.

Perhaps his voice was even more indifferent than his cold and distant voice at that time.

“W-what Yingluo? what did you say?” The young girl’s heart suddenly ached. She thought she had heard wrong.

“Hubby, what did you just say? Yingluo, Yingluo, say it again. Yingluo, I think I heard wrong, Yingluo.”

She must have heard wrong, she must have.

How could it be a ‘breakup’?

How did he say those two words?

Impossible, impossible, there was no way she could have ridiculed her tyrant to say such words.

ruan Mengmeng, listen well. however, li junyu’s cold and emotionless voice once again shattered her fantasy.

He was cold and determined, as if he was afraid that she had misheard him, and he slowed down his speed.

With that deep and magnetic voice that could always make a young girl’s ears burn, he said cruelly, ” I want to break up with you. Let’s break up.

Let’s separate, Yingluo.

Split up

Break up?

Hehehehehehehehehehehehe

On the other end of the line, ruan Mengmeng, who was holding her phone, suddenly smiled.

She laughed so hard that her eyes were hazy with tears. The tears rolled down her smiling face and rolled into the corners of her lips.

The young girl who had been held in the palm of this man’s hand and pampered for such a period of time had finally tasted the taste of tears.

The taste of tears was more bitter than she had imagined ...

It was so bitter and astringent, like a knife, cutting into his heart.

I don’t agree. We were already prepared to get married. We were prepared to get married today. Why did Hanhan suddenly become like this? Hanhan, li junyu, answer me. Are you hiding something from me?!

He had clearly told himself to agree to it easily, not to pester her, and not to show any timidity.

As long as he could retain his last bit of dignity, it would be fine.

However, it was useless. It was completely useless.

He was clearly trying his best to endure it in his heart, but when he opened his mouth, the words that came out of it were almost like asking him to stay.

She was startled.

She really loved him. She really, really loved him. She really, really loved li junyu.

Why did he hold her hand and say he wanted to let go, Yingluo?

The elevator finally reached the first floor. It opened and closed, but ruan Mengmeng did not enter.

She held the phone, leaned against the corner of the wall, and slid down bit by bit-she didn’t want it to end like this. She didn’t want it to end like this, Yingluo.

“It has nothing to do with anything else. I just suddenly realized that you’re not my type.” On the other end of the phone, the man’s voice paused for half a second before he spoke in a restrained and cold voice.

There was no joy or anger in his voice, only endless alienation and indifference.

“It’s impossible, Hanhan. How could you not like me, Hanhan, li junyu? you said that I’m the person you like the most. You said that you wanted to marry me. You said that you wouldn’t let go of my hand for the rest of your life. Hanhan, you said it. You clearly said it. You said that even if Hanhan died, we would still be together. You said it yourself, you said it Yingluo, why didn’t you keep your word, why Yingluo?”

“Because I realized that compared to you, Qianqian, I still prefer a woman who is clean and honest.” The last sentence was like a heavy hammer that smashed into ruan Mengmeng’s broken heart.

Finally, the crying and pleading on the other end of the phone stopped. There was nothing left, Xuxu.

Ruan Mengmeng seemed to have lost her voice. Her little mouth opened and closed, but she could not say a word.