The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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Housekeeper Lu quickly helped He Xiyan, and then helped her into the bedroom. Then he called the maid and brought a glass of milk.

Looking at it like this, I haven't eaten much recently and haven't rested well, so I feel dizzy.

"Mrs., take a good rest. Don't be sad and sad anymore." Lu steward advised.

And he still called the wife, though he knew she was no longer the mistress in the castle.

However, he is good at doing superficial work, and he has always maintained well.

He Xiyan leaned on the sofa. After drinking milk and resting for about half an hour, she finally stopped feeling dizzy and recovered her energy.

It was nine in the evening, very late, but she knew that from the moment she signed, the castle was no longer her home. She no longer belongs here.

Everything here has nothing to do with her in the future.

She stood up, looking at the bedroom where she had slept for more than a year. The bedroom was arranged according to her intentions, and every decoration in it was her choice. This room can be said to be full of traces of her life. But from now on, she will never return here.

Life is so ridiculous. She left many, many memories here, both beautiful and bitter, but here she has nothing to do with her.

She walked to the closet, pushed open the door, dragged a suitcase out of it, and opened it.

Began packing some of the clothes she usually wore into the box. Although it was a large box, she could only take away a little bit of things.

She didn't take anything, she just took away a few sets of clothes she needed to change, related documents, and some things that she thought made sense to her.

These included her laptop, a picture album, a photo album, and a New Year gift from her sister.

As for other things, she no longer needs them. She will buy clothes and daily necessities later, and she will not take them away.

It's already over ten in the evening after packing.

She took a look at her phone and there were a few messages on her.

Several of them were sent by Wu Xiaomin. She asked herself what happened to her fate? Why haven't you talked since I came back from the castle and have always been crying?

He Xiyan lost several words, but only asked Wu Xiaomin to take good care of the child. As for why the child was like this, she didn't tell the truth, and she couldn't tell the truth.

I just hope that the child will be happy after forgetting what happened in the castle in a few days.

The phone rang again at this time.

Very unexpectedly, it turned out that Ye Hao sent it. This man, who has been unwilling to answer her phone for many days, returned her message, and even sent two messages at this time.

——I'm sorry last night, sorry!

——I will let the servant remove my things, and you will continue to live in the castle.

Very simple information, each of which is less than twenty words.

He Xiyan closed her eyes after taking a look, also trying to cover up the tears coming out of her eyes.

She thought her heart was numb, but now it was as painful as a knife.

She caressed her chest, and it took a while to calm down.

Then deleted the message from the man.

She opened the account again and hesitated whether to delete it, but after hesitating for a while, she kept it.

But she did not reply to the message.