The CEO's Wife and First Love

Qiuyan stumbled out of the studio, unsure how she'd left. Her steps were unsteady, as if she'd lost her sense of direction. Every step felt like walking on cotton, and she felt like she could fall at any moment.

She didn't dare look back, for she was afraid of meeting Bashan's gaze. She knew she must be in a state of disarray, tears streaming down her face, her face filled with unconcealable sadness and embarrassment. She didn't want Bashan to see her so vulnerable, and she didn't want him to worry about her.

Qiuyan tried to steady her pace, biting her lips tightly, trying to hold back the tears. But the tears continued to pour out of her eyes like a flood. She felt as if her throat was blocked, making it impossible for her to utter a sound.

The things that happened in the studio just now kept coming back to her mind, and those words and expressions pierced her heart like a knife. She didn't understand why this happened, why everything had become so bad.

Qiuyan walked silently, her heart filled with pain and helplessness. She didn't know what to do, or what path to take in the future. She just wanted to get away from this place, away from the people and things that made her sad.

"Ms. Bashan is there, didn't you see her?" The stranger felt very strange when he saw Qiuyan walking abnormally.

Qiuyan walked as she seemed not to hear his question, and her pace couldn't help but quicken.

The stranger immediately walked up to Bashan and said, "Bashan said she was looking for you, but when she saw you, she didn't come over and left quickly."

Bashan slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on the direction where Chunyan left. His eyes flickered a little, as if he was hesitating whether to chase her, but soon, as if he had made up his mind, he quickly turned his head back and pretended that he had not seen anything.

However, his heart was not as calm as it appeared. In fact, he had noticed Qiu Yan's presence a long time ago, and even before she left, his eyes were unconsciously attracted to her.

Bashan knew that Chunyan had special feelings for him, and he himself was not without feelings for Chunyan. However, he knew that there was no future between them. He did not want to let Chunyan fall into deeper pain, and he did not want to destroy her originally happy family.

So, when he saw Chunyan, he chose to turn a blind eye. He hoped that Chunyan would understand his meaning and completely give up on him, so that he would no longer have to worry about how to face her. He knew that his behavior might make Chunyan sad, but he believed that a short pain was better than a long one, and only in this way could Chunyan get out of the shadow of this relationship as soon as possible.

Bashan took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and continued chatting with the girl next to him. He tried to focus on the conversation with the girl and not think about Chunyan. However, his heart could not calm down, and Chunyan's figure kept appearing in his mind.

He couldn't help but recall their past, those beautiful memories now a burden on his heart. He knew he still had feelings for Qiuyan, but he also knew there was no possibility between them. He hoped Qiuyan would understand his decision and start a new life.

Bashan silently told himself that this was the best choice, painful but necessary. He believed that time would heal everything, and Chunyan would gradually forget him. In this process, he would strive to become stronger and face the challenges of the future.

However, to her surprise, Qiuyan actually witnessed Bashan's astonishing transformation! This was like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering her heart.

People often say that women are emotional creatures. Once they have given their true love, they will do everything in their power to maintain it. They regard love as more important than their own lives. Once this relationship is lost, the pain they endure is like the sky falling, which is unbearable.

Qiuyan felt exactly the same way as she stumbled back to her rented apartment, feeling as if the world was crumbling beneath her. Unable to accept this harsh reality, she felt a surge of pain in her heart.

As soon as she entered the room, Qiuyan seemed to have lost all her strength. Her body was limp and her steps were staggering, as if she would fall to the ground at any moment. However, her target was very clear - the bed, it was the only place she could rely on at this moment.

When she finally reached the bed, Qiuyan threw herself on it without hesitation, as if it were a safe haven that could shield her from all the wind, rain, and harm from the outside world. She curled up into a ball, hugging the quilt tightly, as if this could give her a sense of warmth and comfort.

Yet, none of this could stop the tears from pouring out of her eyes like a broken dam. It was an uncontrollable sadness and despair that threatened to drown her entire being. Qiuyan wept bitterly, her voice echoing through the room, breaking anyone's heart.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiuyan's sobs gradually grew hoarse, her body trembling slightly from excessive crying. Finally, she grew tired and stopped crying, but tears continued to fall from the corners of her eyes like beads from a broken string.

Qiuyan slowly raised her head, her gaze falling on the pillow where Bashan had slept. Bashan's scent still lingered there, a scent that felt incredibly familiar and intimate. Unable to resist, she reached out and gently stroked the pillow, feeling the lingering warmth.

Memories flooded back to Qiuyan's mind, and she recalled the moments they had spent together there. Those sweet memories played in her mind like a movie. Every detail was so clear that she felt as if she had returned to that happy time.

However, reality was so cruel that those beautiful memories had now become the most painful wound in her heart. Qiuyan hugged the pillow that Bashan had slept on, and tears once again burst out like a flood. She was unable to extricate herself from the memories of the past and the despair of the present.

Just as Qiuyan was lost in her misery, a sudden, rapid knock on the door shattered the silence. Startled by the sound, she hurriedly wiped away her tears and sat up in bed. She wondered, a little apprehensive, who could be knocking at this hour?

Qiuyan dragged herself to the door, and through the peephole, she saw that it was Bashan. Qiuyan's heart suddenly tightened. She didn't know why Bashan had come. After a moment's hesitation, she finally opened the door.

Bashan looked at Qiuyan's red and swollen eyes, and a pang of pain pierced his heart. He took a deep breath and said, "Qiuyan, I know my actions have saddened you, but I didn't want you to fall deeper into this trap. But I've found that I simply can't let you go."

Qiuyan was stunned, unable to believe her ears. Tears blurred her eyes again, but this time, they were tears of emotion. Bashan stepped forward and gently embraced Qiuyan, who hugged him tightly in return. In that moment, all the pain and grievances vanished, and they finally bravely faced their feelings for each other.