Xu Jiamu didn't say anything.

Song Xiangsi's agent paused for a moment and closed the door.

Xu Jiamu then took two steps back and sat on the chair. What Song Xiangsi had just said sounded in his ears.

"Three years ago, I was not yours, and you were not mine. We were just a transaction, and we did not owe each other."

"Otherwise, how could I take away your child..."

Xu Jiamu thought about it, then curled his lips and chuckled.

I am not yours, and you are not mine... It turns out that she has always thought so.

Xu Jiamu... Can you give up now?

That woman has never loved you.

That woman has always been thinking about how to stay away from you.

In fact, you know all this in your heart, but you just want to see it. What is the result?

As a result, I was just trampled on by others and didn’t even have my self-esteem left.

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Song Xiangsi left the Beijing Club and went straight back to Suyuan Apartment.

She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the golden sunshine outside, but her thoughts were extremely messy.

She knew that she was influenced by Xu Jiamu after all.

However, no matter how affected she was, she knew in her heart that it was impossible for her and Xu Jiamu to do this in this life.

She is no longer the Song Xiangsi who was eleven years ago. Her youth has just begun and she has plenty of time to love, wait and squander. Now, Song Xiangsi is already thirty years old and still has a two-and-a-half-year-old daughter, and she has long lost her capital and courage.

No one knew what she felt when she woke up early in the morning and heard him say to the phone, "How could I marry her?"

No one knew how much time she had struggled from hearing that sentence to being separated from him for the first time. At that time, she forced a smile in front of him, gentle and considerate, but she often felt dazed and cried behind her back.

Song Xiangsi realized that she was thinking far away again, so she hurriedly shook her head and pulled her deep thought back. As soon as she was about to turn back to the living room, the cell phone in her pocket rang.

Song Xiangsi found it out and saw a strange landline number. She hesitated for a while before answering: "Is Miss Song Xiangsi, please ask?"

Song Xiangsi hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes."

"Hello, our city is the First Hospital of the City. A traffic accident just happened on Huannan Road. An adult and a three-year-old girl were in the car with the license plate number 643. They have been sent to the hospital now. The adult has no problem, but he is still in a coma. The little girl's condition is very bad..."

When Song Xiangsi heard this, the cell phone in her hand fell to the ground without any warning.

Car accident, little girl, the situation is very bad... Did Xiaohongdou have an accident?

For a moment, Song Xiangsi just felt dizzy, but soon she calmed down and hurriedly carried her bag and ran out of the door.

-

Xu Jiamu sat in the Beijing Club until 4:30 before checking out and leaving.

There was a meeting in the evening. He was about to arrive at the company's door in his car, but finally he took out his cell phone, called the secretary, postponed the meeting until the next day, and then turned the front of the car and returned to Jinxiu Garden.
Chapter completed!