Good Evening, Mr President! Chapter 207

Chapter 207: What can you use to calm a heart that you’ve messed up

Translator: 549690339

Chi zuxu’s deep-set gaze was as sharp as a blade as he stared at his niece. His chest heaved up and down as he suppressed his emotions.

“We don’t need to talk about breaking up.”

He spoke, his words cold and bleak. because Hanhan has never been with us!

Because Yingluo

We were never together, Yingluo.

She did not know how he could say such sad words in such a calm tone.

It was so faint that it made one’s heart feel cold.

It was bone-piercingly cold!

Chi zuxu left the villa determinedly after he finished speaking and did not even turn back.

The moment the door closed with a ‘bang’, Chi Yi’s slender body could not help but tremble.

At that moment, a wave of dense and unwaverable sadness spread from Chi Yi’s heart and spread throughout the entire lonely yet fragrant room.

Chi Yi’s tears finally fell.

She stood there for a long time.

It took her so long that her body was almost stiff. Then, she slowly walked up the stairs.

She didn’t do anything, not even take a shower. Like a rag doll whose soul had been sucked out, she fell on the bed, lay in the soft pillow, and didn’t move.

She drowsily slept for a few hours and when she woke up, it was already early in the morning.

She turned on the lights and started to check her luggage.

She did not know if Chi zuxu was back yet and did not dare to open the door to take a look. After packing her luggage, she took a quick shower and laid back on the bed. She wanted to fall asleep, but she could not fall asleep after waking up.

She kept her eyes open until the next morning.

Chi Yi carried her heavy luggage downstairs.

To her surprise, the house was not as lively as it used to be. Instead, it was just like her heart at this moment, lonely and sad.

On the dining table, there was no fresh breakfast, only a few lonely high-foot candlesticks. The candles had almost burned out, and the wax flowed down to the table, but no one cleaned it.

There seemed to be an intoxicating fragrance in the air. It was very light, but it was very fresh and pleasant.

Chi Yi had smelled it last night, and it was even stronger than this morning’s. She subconsciously looked around but did not see any traces of flowers. It was probably the smell of some kind of spice, or it was just her imagination.

“Aunt Chen?”

No one answered her.

She carried her luggage downstairs and looked around the first floor, but she did not see any servants. Naturally, she did not see the man either.

He felt a little sad.

However, she still carried her luggage and left the villa alone.

As she walked out of the villa, the early winter wind greeted her. It was a little chilly and blew on her face. It was bone-piercing cold.

Chi zuxu stood in the corridor on the second floor and looked at the slender figure through the French window on the first floor. He stepped out of his world determinedly and left his daze.

He leaned lazily against the long corridor’s railing, took out a cigarette, lit it, and started smoking.

Smoke rings filled the air, blurring his obscure eyes. It was so thick that it almost couldn’t be dispersed.

Chi Yi, how good would it be if everyone could live as selfishly as you!

When she liked him, she fought for him with all her might. Now, when she didn’t want him anymore, she just said ‘break up’ and cut off all ties with him!

But have you ever thought about the me after you provoked me?

What can you use to calm the heart that you’ve messed up? And how could you have done it so calmly, giving up halfway!