Chapter 222

There were still quite a few ingredients in the refrigerator, all of which Yang Mengyu had just bought recently.

There was also a halved cucumber and some wrapped dumplings inside.

Looking inside the refrigerator, Lin Ling froze, staring blankly at the traces left by Yang Mengyu.

They used to live together, and Yang Mengyu would thoughtfully prepare meals for them.

Lin Ling only needs to eat to her heart's content.

Lin Ling felt very embarrassed and always stepped forward to help.

However, Yang Mengyu always told Lin Ling to focus on his work, citing his busy schedule.

I never imagined that just a few days later, Yang Mengyu might be leaving me forever.

Lin Ling felt a lump in her throat, and her usually strong and stubborn eyes began to sting.

He wasn't particularly saddened by Yang Mengyu's sudden departure from the police station.

Instead, they were filled with fighting spirit and wanted to prove themselves.

It was only in these small things in life that Lin Ling truly experienced the pain of parting.

The dumplings in the refrigerator, the clothes drying on the balcony, the documents laid out next to the coffee table...

Everything bore the shadow of Yang Mengyu, but she was no longer by his side.

Lin Ling took a deep breath, cooked a few simple dishes, opened a small bottle of wine, and ate quietly alone at the dining table on the terrace.

Looking at the familiar scenery, the opposite side is empty.

Lin Ling could almost see her smiling as she put food on her plate and asking for his praise.

I saw her flushed little face because she had been drinking.

He couldn't help but recall the time he had spent with Yang Mengyu over the past few years.

At that time, he was still deeply in love with Su Qingyan.

Yang Mengyu, however, always stayed by his side, helping him solve one problem after another without ever complaining.

Every time she was bullied by the Lin family or neglected by Su Qingyan, she would always confide in Yang Mengyu.

He treated her as his emotional dumping ground.

But she didn't complain at all.

Before this, I always took it for granted.

He felt that Yang Mengyu was his secretary and his friend, and that she should comfort him.

But now that I think about it, she was the daughter of the Grand Commander of the Southern Wilderness, the most prestigious young lady in the Southern Wilderness.

She didn't want the power and luxurious life that could be easily obtained; she was willing to stay by his side and tolerate his temper and stubbornness.

She could have traveled the world and lived a life that countless people envied.

With just a few words, one can have endless money and countless people at one's beck and call.

They would rather be busy and overwhelmed for orders worth hundreds of millions, or even just tens of millions.

Thinking of this, Lin Ling felt even more guilty.

Over the years, Yang Mengyu has been his only lifeline.

Before they knew it, they were drinking more and more alcohol, but the amount of food they were eating didn't decrease.

Lin Ling picked up the dumplings, which had already cooled down, and thought that they were made by her own hands, so they tasted especially delicious.

He sighed, realizing that since being with her, he had become too focused on revenge and increasing his strength.

We didn't have many proper dates.

Even that trip to Moon Lake with her was just a date to carry out a plan.

It was late at night, and he, who rarely drank, had drunk too much by himself. His face was flushed with intoxication, and he seemed to see a familiar figure sitting across from him at the dining table.

Lin Ling smiled and chatted with her for a long time.

But as night deepened, the wind on the terrace grew stronger, and the cool breeze woke him from his drunken stupor.

He shuddered involuntarily, only then realizing that he had been talking to thin air for hours.

He gave a wry smile, struggled to get up, took a shower, and lay sprawled out on the bed to sleep.

The next day, Lin Ling slowly opened her eyes.

I discovered that I had slept until evening.

He had never slept for so long before.

So much has happened lately, and he's been on edge the whole time.

I often suffer from insomnia at night.

Now that everything has settled down, I can't believe I slept for so long.

He got up and went to the living room, looking at the dim sunset shining on the sofa.

Outside, it was already dark and night had fallen, and the streetlights were on.

He felt increasingly lonely and helpless, as if he had been abandoned by the world.

Yang Mengyu is gone, and the Lin family and Su Qingyan have become enemies with him.

Now, all that accompanies him are the two hundred billion yuan lying alone in a dozen or so bank cards.

This includes the more than 10 billion yuan earned from selling Xinhe and Salt Lake Group shares in the past few days.

After working so hard for so long, he had nothing but money.

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