My World Is All abou Chapter 418 - 418 419 The Last Time (2)1

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Chapter 418: Chapter 419: The Last Ti (2)_1

Before she left, he had already begun planning their lives together, thinking about how they would live. But now, he was standing alone in the pitch dark night, lost in thought.

Perhaps it was because he had just rewatched that video, Liang Chen found himself unconsciously recalling the mont he first t Jing Haohao.

Now, it was mid-April. The day he saw her was in early May, a ti when spring was giving way to sumr.

Her appearance was like a brilliant flash of lightning that split the tranquil night sky in his world.

His heart was filled with anticipation, excitent, and elation, and then, quite naturally, she beca his woman.

At that ti, he truly thought it was just a spur of the mont, but now he knew, it was actually for a lifeti.

Since it was for a lifeti, he could not just stand by and watch her disappear.

Haohao… I’m sorry, just this once, I hope you can return to …

Thinking of this, Liang Chen’s expression beca sowhat calm. He slowly turned around, left the study, returned to his bedroom, and lay on the soft bed. It felt as if Jing Haohao was still lying next to him. He stretched out his hand, making a hugging gesture, and slowly closed his eyes.

The next morning, before seven o’clock, Liang Chen opened his eyes and seriously got ready for the office.

After a busy day, it was past three in the afternoon when Liang Chen finally had so free ti. He walked to his desk, turned on his computer, connected the hard drive that he’d brought from ho. He pulled out the photos he had captured the night before and stared at them for a while. Then he raised his hand and furiously typed on the keyboard. After he finished, he carefully read through what he wrote, confird there was no mistakes, and then picked up his office phone.

“I’m sending you a batch of photos and a press release. Make sure all major entertainnt news outlets and dia have them by seven tonight.”

After hanging up the phone, Liang Chen stared at the packaged zip file he’d prepared, lost in thought.

He used to be confident when he was ruthless in getting what he wanted. But now, he found that even before he began to act, a raw pain was already surfacing from the bottom of his heart.

Liang Chen furrowed his brow tightly. After a while, he raised his hand, rubbed his cheek, and clicked ‘send’.

…

This was an unremarkable small town located a thousand miles away from Jiangshan City.

Jing Haohao, herself, didn’t quite know how she ended up here. She took a coach to the last stop. But feeling uneasy, scared Liang Chen would find her, she took a private car to a nearby city. After many transfers, she finally arrived at the small town she was now in.

Jing Haohao was not clear about which direction this small town was in relation to Jiangshan City; she was even confused about how she ended up here. All she knew was that like a fugitive on the run, she switched from one private bus to another.

When she left, she didn’t dare to take her belongings. She kept on moving, hardly ever stopping to rest. She slept on the bus, let alone changing her clothes.

As a result, when she arrived at the small town, she looked battered and ragged.

Jing Haohao could vaguely make out that the small town was likely among the regions south of the Yangtze River, with quaint bridges, flowing streams, and weeping willows, presenting a tenderness and calmness.