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He said: "My only wish is for you to disappear from my sight forever."

Song Youran deeply loved Xie Jingchuan because of the warmth he unintentionally gave her. But she knew that Xie Jingchuan didn't love her, so she spent five years trying to make him fall in love with her. However, the result was that Xie Jingchuan hated her more and more every day. Looking back, Song Youran finally chose to 'disappear' from Xie Jingchuan's world …

Everyone thought that Song Youran had died. Only Xie Jingchuan believed that Song Youran must still be living a peaceful life in a certain corner of the world. Previously, he thought that once Song Youran disappeared, he would be happy. However, when the misunderstanding was finally revealed, this was the first time that Xie Jingchuan truly felt heartbroken.

Even if love and hate were to be forgotten over time, could she fall for him again as if she had never been hurt by him?

Author: Wen Liu

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Early in the morning.

The sound of the door opening was very abrupt in the quiet night.

Song Youran ran over to open the door, smiled and hugged the man who returned home in the middle of the night, "Jing Chuan, happy birthday."

Xie Jingchuan apathetically glanced at her and coldly said: "I'm sick."

Her open arms remained empty the entire time. The upturned corner of her mouth was frozen in place.

Slowly, the smile faded.

Xie Jingchuan threw the key on the counter in the entrance-hall

Pretending not to see Song Youran's eyes that had dimmed in an instant.

In any case, this woman was immune to poisons.

I'll be fine later.

He would be like an annoying cat, coming close to her without being able to chase her away.

Indeed.

Xie Jingchuan took a few steps while taking off his jacket, and Song Youran had already caught up to him to take his jacket, "The cake has just been made, it's not too sweet … Light a candle and make a wish. "

There was hope in her eyes.

Wearing a light pink nightgown, she actually looked seventy percent gentle and thirty percent pitiful.

Xie Jingchuan rubbed between his brows, his handsome face was filled with undisguised disgust: "Song Youran, do you really not know how disgusting it is when you pretend to be gentle and virtuous?"

Song Youran was slightly startled.

Xie Jingchuan already impatiently went around her and stood at the other side of the table.

He held a lighter in his hand and lit up all the candles.

Song Youran's eyebrows immediately returned to normal.

Xie Jingchuan never allowed Song Youran to join his circle, and the Xie family and his friends also very tacitly ignored her, the Mrs. Xie.

Even if it was his birthday, she could only take up a little of his time in the early hours of the morning.

The candle flame trembled slightly, enveloping Xie Jingchuan's handsome and cold face. It lacked the warmth that it had caused one's heart to palpitate when they were young, and it had even more of the coldness and alienation of a grown man.

Song Youran smiled and clasped her hands together, "Jing Chuan, make a wish."

Through the weak light of the candle, Xie Jingchuan looked at the woman who was always smiling, and laughed coldly, "For the past five years, I have only had one wish:" Song Youran, please disappear from my sight forever. "

The color of Song Youran's face instantly disappeared.

She reached out her hand to stop the man from leaving.

Xie Jingchuan's voice suddenly became dark, "Let go."

Song Youran raised her eyes and looked at him, "Are you really that disgusted with me? "You aren't even willing to look at me?"

"Do you still need me to answer this question?"

Xie Jingchuan suddenly laughed. He looked handsome, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

"Song Youran, the person I, Xie Jingchuan, hate the most in my entire life is you.

Was this clear enough? Is that clear enough? "

Song Youran had always known.

Xie Jingchuan had never spared any effort in injuring her.

She clearly should be the closest, husband and wife, yet she seemed like an unrelenting killer of his father.

He wished that he could personally chop her into a thousand pieces.

Song Youran's eyes gradually lit up, she tenaciously grabbed onto the man without letting go, "Since that's the case, then I won't be polite."

She suddenly climbed onto the man's shoulder, pressing her soft waist against his chest.

Kissed him on the lips, as if she had gone mad.

Until he tasted the blood on the other party's lips.

Xie Jingchuan gasped for breath chaotically from her entanglement, he pushed her away, his face dark as water: "Song Youran, are you really that cheap?"

"You promised to marry me yourself!"

Song Youran's eyes lit up, "You were the one who said that you would be with me! You said it! You... "What right do you have to call me despicable?"

She never cried, and that meant she was not wronged.

On the contrary, the longer he suppressed his emotions, the more shocking they became.

"Mrs. Xie!"

The man thought back on these three words. His handsome face darkened as he said, "I've been pretending for so long, but I still couldn't resist revealing my true nature. If I knew this would happen, why did you continue pretending for so long?"

"That's right …"

Song Youran smiled faintly, "I really wonder what I've been doing these past few years?"

Her emotions were different from usual. With her ice-cold fingertip, she gently outlined the outline of Xie Jingchuan's handsome face. Her actions were ambiguous, and her alluring voice spoke, "Men are just toys on the bed.

"Song Youran!"

Xie Jingchuan's face darkened as he grabbed her wrist.

The force was so strong that it almost broke her hand, "You're courting death!"

"Heh, our Young Master Xie isn't willing to listen."

Song Youran looked at the man's angry eyes, her heart felt like it was bleeding, but the smile on her face became even brighter, "You are only a toy that I exchanged 5 billion for, Xie Jingchuan, why don't you love me?"

Veins bulged on the handsome man's face. He could strangle her to death at any moment.

Song Youran tiptoed and kissed the man's lips, then muttered hoarsely, "Xie Jingchuan, I want you."

Xie Jingchuan's handsome face darkened, and tore the nightgown she was wearing, causing Song Youran's small face instantly turned deathly pale.

He pressed her down on the sofa, and they tangled, the cake on the coffee table tumbling to the floor and falling into a puddle of mud.

Xie Jingchuan's voice was like ice, "Toys don't know how to weigh things, this Mrs. Xie will enjoy it."

No matter how exquisite the gift was, no matter how deep her heart was, it was as profound as the sea.

In Xie Jingchuan's eyes, she was nothing more than trash.

Song Youran laughed in despair, staring unwaveringly at the man who had placed so much pain on her.

The man's mouth curved in a mocking smile. "Comfortable? It's still too early for you to regret getting what you want by hook or by crook! "

Her white and tender skin couldn't withstand the ravages of the man, and the azure and violet scars on her body were enough to shock anyone.

But men only used her as a tool for debauchery.

There was no trace of pity.

Song Youran endured it so that she wouldn't look so weak.

"Xie Jingchuan, no one will ever love you as I do."

"Xie Jingchuan, you will regret this!"

"Xie Jingchuan..."

Song Youran shouted his name one after another.

The sound was fragmented, the nails digging into the man's back.

"What qualifications does someone like you have to say 'love'?"

After being husband and wife for five years, it was the first time Xie Jingchuan saw her cry.

Heartache?

No.

How could Xie Jingchuan love Song Youran?

The trick, huh.

Xie Jingchuan said in a cold voice, "Song Youran, when you chased Weiwei away and forced me to marry you, you should have known that what awaited you was only pain that was a hundred times worse than mine!"

"It's not me …" She left by herself … "It's not …"

Song Youran desperately tried to explain.

Five years ago, in order to help the Xie Clan overcome their financial crisis, Song Youran bet five billion on the entire Song Group.

At any cost.

Xie Jingchuan's girlfriend, Shi Wei, left the country without a word.

Song Youran thought that there was no one in this world who loved Xie Jingchuan more than her.

She used all of her family's wealth that her parents had left her in exchange for her becoming a Mrs. Xie.

But what came right after, was also Xie Jingchuan's hatred and torture that lasted five years.

"When you cry, it's really unbearable."

The man put his hand over her mouth, leaving only a low whimper.

Such an arrogant Song Youran.

She became a little slave that could only cry sorrowfully beneath him.

He tossed and turned until the next morning.

Song Youran was like a broken child, abandoned on the messy sofa.

The man changed his clothes and walked out of the house in a suit and leather shoes.

He didn't even look at the lifeless woman.

He opened the door.

The warm and gentle Shi Wei stood outside the door, "Jing Chuan."

Xie Jingchuan unnoticeably frowned, "Why are you here?"

"I... I miss you. "

Shi Wei said softly, feeling wronged, "I came to find You Ran and begged her not to chase me away. I won't threaten her identity as the Mrs. Xie."

Xie Jingchuan asked impatiently, "What do you have to say to her?"

It turned out that Shi Wei had returned.

Song Youran suddenly understood the abnormal anger he felt yesterday.

However, a hole seemed to have suddenly opened up in her heart.

Fresh blood continued to gush out.

She wanted to cover the wound with all her might, hoping that it would heal by itself.

However, she realized that not only was she unable to stop the bleeding, she was also about to lose her life.

Song Youran opened her mouth and laughed at herself.

She took the pajamas and put it on. The bruise on her arm and neck couldn't hide, so she lifted her long hair to try to cover it.

She walked to the door.

A trace of jealousy flashed in Shi Wei's eyes as she saw the trace of love in her body.

However, it quickly turned into a frightened look, and reached out to grab Xie Jingchuan's arm, "You Ran, don't look at me like that … I really never thought of fighting you for the position of Mrs. Xie. I just love Jing Chuan too much, and want to stay by his side … "

Song Youran made a cold smile, "So, this is the reason why you're the mistress?"

"Song Youran, I truly love Jingchuan."

Shi Xiuxiu looked at her pitifully. Her watery eyes started to tear up. "If you hadn't …" I'll always be with him. I tried to leave him, but I couldn't do it... I really can't do it, so don't force me anymore, okay? "

"I forced you?"

Song Youran sneered.

Her ability to twist black and white slightly was even more proficient than five years ago.

"If she likes to waste energy, then so be it."

Xie Jingchuan interrupted them and stepped out of the door.

He didn't even want to talk to her.

Much less, Song Youran's way of speaking was not bad at all.

That was the person at the apex of his heart.

As for her, she was just forcefully keeping him by her side, a despicable and shameless person by the side of his bed.

They couldn't be compared from the very beginning.

"Xie Jingchuan."

Song Youran stood up somewhat stiffly.

She could no longer speak other than to call out his name.

The man turned his head, his voice ice cold, "Song Youran, let me warn you, even if there is a slight loss of hair, I will take it back from you thousands of times."

What need was there for a warning?

Hadn't he been doing this for the past five years?

Song Youran had a lot of things she wanted to say to him, but at this moment, she suddenly couldn't say a single word.

Leaning against the man's chest, Shi Xiangran turned her head around without a trace as the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Song Youran, what right do you have to compete with me?

Song Youran was at home alone. She took a bath, watered the flowers, read the books and passed the time.

She tried to act as if nothing had happened.

Except for deceiving herself.

She seemed to have no other choice.

Around 6 PM.

Her phone kept ringing. Song Youran stared blankly at the table with food that she had cooked personally for a long time before picking up the phone.

"Song Youran, what are you doing?"

Her good friend's anxious and angry voice came from the other end of the phone, "Has Xie Song's wife changed?" For such an urgent matter like working with the Su Family, the person who was attending the party with Xie Jingchuan was Shi Wei? Little San climbed on your head and didn't react. Are you dead? "

Song Youran remained silent. Only after a long while did she manage to find her voice, "Yiwen …"

"The party starts at 7: 30."

Ye Yiwen quickly said, "I'll send you the address, change your clothes immediately!"

Song Youran paused, "I'm not coming over anymore..."

"Aren't you coming?"

Ye Yiwen was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, "Do you know what I want to do the most right now?"

Song Youran did not speak.

Ye Yiwen said: "I want to split your head to see how much water has entered!"

"Yiwen."

Song Youran said in a low voice, "I … "It's pretty good."

"Still not coming?"

Ye Yiwen was so angry that he laughed instead, "Then I'll go and splash that slut a cup of wine right now. I won't be the only one to die from anger."

Finished.

The call ended.

"Yiwen!"

Song Youran called again, but the man refused to answer.

She looked at the untouched dishes on the table, quickly changed into a set of a long skirt, and went to the address Ye Yiwen sent her.

Golden Age Hotel, 18th floor.

"I'm sorry, miss."

The security guard stopped her, "This is a business party. You can't enter without an invitation."

Song Youran had not been to the company for a long time, but no one who knew her looked at her strangely.

It was as if they were looking at some woman who wanted to sneak into a banquet to climb high.

It was true that Song Youran had the ability to back up her looks.

Her exquisite facial features were bright and charming, and she wore a long black dress that revealed her fair and beautiful legs. There seemed to be traces of her faintly discernible under the lace on her shoulders.

It's really hard to stop thinking about it.

"I am …"

Song Youran paused for a moment. She didn't like her calling herself Madam Song on any occasions, even if it meant getting into a relationship with him.

"I'm sorry, but you don't have an invitation card. Please leave as soon as possible!"

"I am Song Youran."

"No," she said.

"Director Song …"

Just as Xie Jingchuan's assistant, Liang Yi, reached the door, he saw this scene and immediately felt a little awkward.

"Follow me."

Song Youran nodded.

As Liang Yi walked, he said: "I am truly sorry, Director Song, I did not manage to arrange everything."

He didn't mention that Song Youran would come. Ever since the Song and Xie Clans merged into one, most of the matters were handled by Xie Jingchuan. In the beginning, Song Youran would show up at the company every few days.

It was said that there was no room for two tigers in the same mountain, so Song Youran took the initiative to leave the company.

For the past two years, the company had basically forgotten that "Boss Song" existed.

"None of your business."

Song Youran's lips curved up into a smile.

She was no longer used to such occasions. Beside her were well-dressed men. Women with delicate makeup weaved through the crowd, chatting happily between their clothes.

Even if he was in the middle of the crowd, Song Youran would be the first one to look for Xie Jingchuan.

The corner of the man's mouth curled up into a smile. He was chatting with the people beside him, and his usually cold expression became a bit more gentle and refined.

He did not look like that when Song Youran was around.

Song Youran watched from afar, afraid that everything would change once she got closer.

"Director Song, I'll bring you there?"

Liang Yi saw all of this happen.

Suddenly, he felt that this woman was a bit pitiful.

It was unknown when the man next to Shi Wei suddenly leaned in and whispered with her. It looked intimate and ambiguous.

Song Youran opened her eyes.

Turning her head, she saw Ye Yiwen carrying a glass of red wine, quickly walking through the crowd, straight towards the two people.

Splash that bitch with a glass of wine...

Ye Yiwen was the type of person who would do what he said he would do.

Song Youran frowned, she also walked quickly towards the other two people, "Yiwen."

she shouted.

Unfortunately, she was a step too late.

The wine in Ye Yiwen's cup had already been spilled, and just then, Shi Wei turned her body to the side to avoid it.

The glass of red wine was poured all over the translator beside her.

Instantly, the entire audience went silent.

Ye Yiwen was startled, then quickly responded: "Who hit me just now? I'm really sorry. "

Xie Jingchuan's face darkened, "Xiao Li, go and change your clothes first."

"He's about to go on stage." Shi Xiaoxiao looked as if she was about to cry. "It's not too late to change now."

The Su family specialized in overseas markets. Most of them were English and French. Some of them were Spanish. They didn't understand Chinese at all.

"Give me the information."

'Give me the information."

Song Youran and Xie Jingchuan said in unison.

The man looked at her with eyes as cold and thin as the night sky. "Who asked you to come?"