Lila Rosewisp

On my thirtieth birthday, when I was proposing to my boyfriend.
His "white moonlight" called: "Come to the office immediately, I must see you within half an hour."
Looking at Song Ye, who was preparing to leave, I put down a harsh word:
"If you dare to walk out this door, I will make you regret it."
But he, however, righteously said:
"Don't make trouble unreasonably, isn't my hard work for us?"
Watching him hurriedly leave, my heart completely turned cold.
He would never have thought that merely leaving me alone at the proposal scene to handle work would cost him all face.
I gave up on him completely, turned around, and became a world-class designer, throwing myself into the arms of a young, fit lover.
He regretted it to the point of madness,
But the woman who loved him wholeheartedly no longer belonged to him anymore.


At the Proposal Scene, My Boyfriend Left Me to Find His White Moonlight

I quickly shook my head, how could I suspect him like that!


But no matter how delicious a cake, eating too much of it can be sickening.


I stood up with an unpleasant expression.


It's already one in the morning, outside the sky is completely dark, and Song Ye still hasn't replied.


I couldn't help but make a call, the first time no one answered, the second time it was picked up.


Song Ye's voice carried a hint of complaint:


"I just finished busy here, you're still not asleep?"


Song Ye didn't ask why I was still lingering till now, he immediately instructed:


"It's too late now, don't go back by yourself, I'll have Secretary Zhou come pick you up later."


After he finished speaking, the call was hurriedly disconnected.


Twenty minutes later, Secretary Zhou's car arrived. I sat in the car somewhat fatigued, Secretary Zhou glanced at me, wanting to speak but hesitated.


Half-asleep, I yawned: "What do you want to say?"


Secretary Zhou carefully considered his words, thinking about how to express it:


"President Song, he personally drove Director Gu home."


The night wind was a bit cold, though the car had the heater on, I still felt somewhat uncomfortable.


I curled up my body, only then did I feel a bit better.


Song Ye went to take Gu Anya home, yet handed me over to the secretary.


Secretary Zhou drove steadily, and it didn't take long to reach home, I was too sleepy to open my eyes as I opened the car door, nearly stumbling as I got out.


He suddenly asked: "Miss Ye, the dinner, the gifts, and the cake today, did you like them?"


"I liked them!" I nodded, my eyes feeling somewhat teary, whether it was the setting, the music, the aroma, the dishes, the gifts... everything was exactly what I liked.


The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.


Secretary Zhou assisted me through the villa's main door: "That's great, President Song entrusted me with full responsibility for arranging this, I was afraid something might not be done well, some oversight might happen."


So it turned out that none of this had any of Song Ye's personal thoughts.


A chill breeze blew, suddenly I wasn't sleepy anymore, standing there all the goosebumps on my body stood up.


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