Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

Suddenly seeing this sentence, Yan Zhu felt that he knew every word, but the combination seemed so strange.

Yan Zhu sat upright suddenly. He squeezed the phone with his fingers unconsciously, his peach blossom eyes narrowed, and his heart was oppressed by some unknown emotion.

He typed - what did it mean?

Zhu Baishao's reply came quickly: Yan Zhu, let's break up.

Yan Zhu glanced at that line of words several times before confirming that he had read it correctly. A sourness began to well up in his chest. He felt a little unbelievable, but he had to face the reality.

He called Zhu Baishao, and as soon as the ring rang, he answered the phone.

The two of them were quiet for a few seconds before Yan Zhu said "ha" and asked: "Zhu Baishao, are you kidding me? This kind of joke is not funny, and you can't say this kind of thing casually."

He called Zhu Baishao by his full name, which was enough to show how serious he was about this matter.

On the other end of the phone was the girl's thin breathing. Her voice lost the coquettish tone of the past and returned to the coldness when we first met. "I'm not kidding, Yan Zhu, let's break up."

Yan Zhu felt dizzy for a moment, and his Adam's apple twitched. Before he could say anything, Zhu Baishao continued: "Yan Zhu, you know, the two of us are not suitable for each other."

Not suitable?

An idea suddenly flashed in Yan Zhu's mind, and he seemed to understand the problem.

He asked: "Is it because I haven't been with you during this time that you feel ignored?"

"When the meeting here is over, I will stay with you when I get back. Didn't you say you wanted to watch "Sleeping Beauty" and "Swan Lake"? I'll invite them all here..."

The young master of the Yan family, who had always been proud and wanton, had never been so embarrassed to explain a lot to others, but as he spoke, Zhu Baishao remained silent, and Yan Zhu felt as if someone had thrown him into Ice cellar, cold and suffocating.

"It's not for these reasons, I just want to break up."

The female voice was familiar, cold, and light. It didn't sound like it came from a mobile phone, but more like it came from the distant sky, which was a bit unreal.

Yan Zhu bit the soft flesh on his cheek, his expression became extremely cold, and his peach-blossom eyes were incomprehensible.

He was Yan Zhu, and his inner domineering and self-esteem did not allow him to continue explaining in embarrassment. He asked: "Decided?"

"Ah."

This simple word actually made Yan Zhu feel like his throat was being strangled by a big invisible hand, and his stomach felt a little cramped.

"Let's divide it, but I, Yan Zhu, never look back..."

He tried to downplay it and maintain his pride.

"Okay, then I wish you find a good match soon."

Zhu Baishao simply hung up the phone.

Looking at the phone, Yan Zhu's handsome face twitched slightly, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped. He took a deep breath and told himself that she was just a woman.

But veins popped out unconsciously on the back of his hand holding the phone, and the aura around him was like suppressing a huge wave of terror, almost ready to explode.

The car was quiet for a while.

boom--

Finally unable to hold it back, Yan Zhu dropped the phone in the car, causing the screen to fall apart.

……

Ever since he learned that Zhu Baishao and Yan Zhu had broken up, Xie Cang's mood became brighter day by day.

The cold and dignified male god of the finance department also walked down from the clouds. He was no different from ordinary boys. He would wait downstairs in the girls' dormitory with warm breakfast in the early morning to send the little girl to class.

Carry her bag, hold her umbrella, and tie her shoes.

This gives many people a shocking feeling of a broken filter.

As Zhu Baishao's roommate, Xia Min'er was the first to know about the progress of her relationship. Thinking about the unruly and difficult Yan Zhu, and then thinking about the now cold and cold Xie Pan, she just wanted to give her sisters a thumbs up.

Still two thumbs up!

What a bullshit!

The warm sunshine of spring shines through the clouds on the magnolia trees on the roadside. They are tender white and rose red, and the fragrance is far and clear.

Xie Cang carried Zhu Baishao's canvas bag filled with textbooks, walked beside her tall and tall, and asked softly: "Want to go abroad?"

"Ah."

"Where do you want to go?" Xie Cang didn't ask why, but he vaguely guessed that she wanted to avoid Yan Zhu, and this was exactly what he wanted.

"I haven't decided yet. Do you have any recommendations for a good dance school?"

Zhu Baishao felt that even if he left the country, he would have to take a break from school for a while. It would be better to listen to Xie Cang's arrangements. With his connections, it would be easier to go through the suspension procedure.

The warm sunshine cast hazy halos above the little girl's head, and her long black hair, as smooth as silk, was turned into a shining golden yellow, reflecting her face, which was indescribably beautiful.

Xie Cang stopped and grabbed Zhu Baishao's hand. He looked at her and said, "Boston, are you going?"

"Ok?"

Zhu Baishao didn't understand why he was so solemn for a moment, and looked at him with fluttering eyelashes.

Xie Ting's eyes were attracted by her small fan-like eyelashes, and suddenly he felt as if his heart had been tickled by a feather, with a strange itching sensation.

His Adam's apple moved, "My parents are in Boston now, come with me to meet them."

Zhu Baishao curled up her fingers and her eyes were a little dodgey, "I can't do it..."

Seeing her panic, Xie Cang remembered what she said about the Yan family coming to find her, thinking that she had a stereotype of such a wealthy family, and immediately comforted her:

"My parents are quite liberal. My father once suspected that I liked people of the same sex. They must be very happy to see you."

"Besides, an ugly daughter-in-law also wants to see her parents-in-law..."

"You are the ugly one!"

Zhu Baishao retorted, his eyebrows relaxed, and the tension that had just arisen dissipated because of this joke.

Xie Cang stretched out his hand and pulled the little girl into his arms, "Shao Shao, if you are with me, you can trust me completely."

"I have everything."

"What's there in Boston?" Zhu Baishao tilted her head and looked at him.

Xie Cang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said softly: "I don't know what it is specifically."

Before Zhu Baishao frowned, he continued: "But I can take you to take a walk on Lakeside Avenue and watch seagulls and white sails fly together, and the lake is the same color as the sky..."

"Take you to see beautiful rural towns and live in majestic castles..."

"Spring flowers, June breeze, autumn moon and winter snow."

Zhu Baishao pressed her face against his chest, and her nose felt a little sore after hearing this, so she nuzzled into his arms a few times, like a small animal seeking warmth.

"anything else?"

Xie Ting stroked her back twice: "And me."

"I always."

Zhu Baishao's voice was soft and muffled, "If you are so good to me, you will spoil me rotten. I am a greedy and bad woman."

Xie Cang was also greedy for the warmth and fragrance of the little girl. He put his chin on the top of the little girl's head and ran his big hands down her long hair, "It doesn't matter, I just like bad women."

Zhu Baishao burst into laughter, her beautiful eyes sparkling, "You are not afraid of a bad woman defrauding you of money and sex, and then going out to find a wild man with your money."