Heir to top wealthy

The rain was heavier and pattering, and small puddles soon appeared on the ground. The cold wind was blowing on the face, passers-by couldn't help but lower their heads and pulled their clothes before continuing on the road.

As soon as Lin Qingxue ran out of the inpatient building, she hurriedly ran towards the gate, and accidentally slammed onto a small puddle.

The thin clothes were immediately wet, and the hair was wet by the rain.

Lin Qingxue tried to stand up, but she felt dizzy, her hands and feet numb, and she almost plunged into the puddle again.

"Zhou Yun, I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry, please forgive me."

"Wait for me, Zhou Yun..."

...

Lin Qingxue whispered Zhou Yun's name while trying to stand up.

Several passers-by holding umbrellas passing by looked at Lin Qingxue hesitantly and curiously. Someone kindly came over and wanted to help her up.

"Miss, get up quickly..."

Lin Qingxue grabbed passersby by the wrists and shouted: "Zhou Yun, Zhou Yun, please take me to find Zhou Yun."

"Zhou Yun? Calm down, Miss, I don't know Zhou Yun..."

The passerby asked in doubt, and wanted to help Lin Qingxue return to the hospital building.

Ren Jie and Zhao Jiaming ran over to see Lin Qingxue getting wet and tried to persuade her to go back.

"Qingxue, I will call Zhou Yun right away, and he will definitely be back." Ren Jie said loudly.

"No..." Lin Qingxue kept shaking her head.

"No, Zhou Yun won't be back, he really wants to leave."

"I'm going to find him, quickly, take me to find him."

Lin Qingxue suddenly realized what she thought of in the ward at the time, and why he became so indifferent when they went through the divorce procedures in the Civil Affairs Bureau.

She knew very well in her heart that once he decided to do something, it would never change and it was impossible to come back to see her.

This is his true side.

"Yes, I will, Qingxue, don't worry, I will call Zhou Yun now." Ren Jie quickly picked up the phone and dialed Zhou Yun's number.

However, the phone just keeps thinking.

"Zhou Yun..." Lin Qingxue trembled with excitement, and then tightly grasped Zhao Jiaming's hand.

"Mr. Zhao, please take me to see Zhou Yun now."

"Miss Lin." Zhao Jiaming looked at Lin Qingxue with emotion, then looked down at the time.

"I'm afraid at this time, President Zhou has already set off for the airport."

"Let's go back first. It's raining, which is not good for our health."

"Mr. Zhao, please... I beg you, okay?" Lin Qingxue cried again, her legs slowly kneeling down.

She really wants to see Zhou Yun!

"Miss Lin, don't do this." Zhao Jiaming quickly helped Lin Qingxue.

"Okay, I promise you."

Zhao Jiaming took off his coat and put it on Lin Qingxue, turned around and ran to the hospital door quickly, called a taxi, and left the hospital with Lin Qingxue and Ren Jie.

The headquarters building of Xia Shang Group.

In the president's office, Liu Qian organized Zhou Yun's suitcase when she was about to leave, and turned her head unwillingly to look at Zhou Yun's back standing in front of the French windows.

She didn't understand why this man who chose to leave did not like her.

Even more don't understand, he was standing in front of the French window, clearly thinking about that woman.

Lin Qingxue, what charm is there that can make him fall into contemplation again before leaving.

"Mr. Zhou, why not go back and see Lin Qingxue."

Liu Qian put down the suitcase and walked over slowly.

Not reconciled, Liu Qian hoped that Zhou Yun could go back to see Lin Qingxue.

"Has the car been waiting below?" Zhou Yun continued to look at the city outside the French windows. This may be the last time he stood here and looked at it.

"Already below." Liu Qian was secretly surprised, Zhou Yun really didn't go to see Lin Qingxue?

"Let's go, let's go down." Zhou Yun turned around with a grim expression, didn't take a look at his office, and left straight away.

It wasn't until Zhou Yun walked out the door that Liu Qian reacted, looked at it in disbelief, and hurried after it.

Below the building, senior executives and employees of Xia Shang Group stood in two rows and sent Zhou Yun away.

A Rolls Royce stopped on the side of the road.

"Zhou, you really..." Liu Qian chased up and whispered. At the last moment, maybe Zhou Yun will change his mind.

"No need to say anything," Zhou Yun whispered, walked to the door of the Rolls-Royce car, stopped, and waved goodbye to the people around him.

Liu Qian was stunned, clearly feeling Zhou Yun exuding a strong chill.

Has he really put down Lin Qingxue?

At this time, at a crossroad from the headquarters building of Xia Shang Group, the taxis Lin Qingxue, Zhao Jiaming and Ren Jie took were stuck in a traffic jam.

"Zhou Yun..." From a distance, Lin Qingxue was surprised to see Zhou Yun was about to walk into the Rolls Royce.

No, Zhou Yun is really leaving.

"Master, please hurry up, hurry up, I want to meet a very important person." Lin Qingxue anxiously urged.

"Miss, I want to be fast too, but the one in front is motionless, how fast." The taxi driver said impatiently.

The blocked car in front was motionless, as if nailed to the road.

In a hurry, Lin Qingxue opened the car door and ran towards the Xia Shang Group.

"Zhou Yun, Zhou Yun..."

"Wait for me……"

Lin Qingxue shouted as she ran, she wanted to say sorry to Zhou Yun, and she wanted to ask Zhou Yun to forgive her.

Zhao Jiaming and Ren Jie took a look, and hurriedly ran down, chasing them quickly.

Rolls-Royce slowly drove out of the gate of Xia Shang Group, just on the road where Lin Qingxue and others were.

Lin Qingxue stopped quickly and shouted Zhou Yun's name to Rolls Royce.

At this time, Zhou Yun was looking at the mobile phone in the car. It showed several missed calls from Zhao Jiaming and Ren Jie. After thinking about it, Zhou Yun still didn't reply and took the mobile phone in his hand.

Zhou Yun looked out of the car window with a grim expression. In the hazy drizzle, the figures of passers-by looked blurred.

Suddenly, Zhou Yun saw the figure of a woman waving her hands in the rain, a little like Lin Qingxue's figure.

Zhou Yun didn't care, Lin Qingxue was in the hospital now, it was impossible to show up here.

One year, a year wasted.

I have already lost love, and I must not lose to career.

It's time to leave and return to your place.

Rolls Royce quickly disappeared into the patter of rain.

Lin Qingxue's waving hands gradually froze, and she looked at Rolls Royce drifting away with disappointment.

Zhou Yun, he left.

Really left.

They will never meet again.

Divorce and goodbye that day, it really becomes forever...

"Zhou Yun..."

In the patter of rain, the wet Lin Qingxue once again screamed in the direction where Zhou Yun had left.

Even if it is true, at least let her say sorry.

Slowly, Lin Qingxue felt the darkness before her eyes, as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and her weak body fell into the rain with a snap...