"Although it's cruel to do this … if you don't do this, you won't be able to harden your heart and start a new life!" Song Yao gritted her teeth and said to Su Huan, "Su Huan, return my watch and wallet to me!"
It was hard to say, but it wasn't as difficult as Song Yao had imagined.
Su Huan paused, his fingers trembling as he held onto the coffee cup.
"I beg you!"
Su Huan hated hearing the word "beg" from Song Yao. In his heart, he would gladly do anything for Song Yao.
Su Huan, who had been silent, finally spoke. "When you broke up with me, I never felt that you let me down, or that you were materialistic … I'm very sorry … very sorry … I can't give you what you want. I'm also very sorry that I wasn't strong enough to protect you from being bullied on set … it's my fault!"
Song Yao gritted her teeth and shook her head, feeling so guilty that she couldn't look up at Su Huan.
"I didn't want to start a new life to begin with. I kept these things because I hoped that one day, when I'm strong enough, you can return to my side … no matter what identity or appearance you have, I'll accept it!" Su Huan lowered his gaze and lifted his hand to undo his watch. He placed it on the coffee table and pushed it in front of Song Yao. "But if you say that you've already met the man you love deeply, as long as you're happy, I'm willing to let bygones be bygones!"
Song Yao's tears fell onto her lap as she frowned, not daring to look up.
Su Huan also took out his wallet from his pocket. Although he was still smiling, the way his fingers rubbed against the wallet betrayed his reluctance to part with it.
It wasn't an expensive wallet. Su Huan had used it for several years, and even the corners were worn out.
He took out his ID and bank card from the wallet, his gaze fixed on the photo Song Yao had put in the wallet. Back then, they were still young, immature and flamboyant …
In the end, Su Huan closed the wallet and didn't take out the photo …
He returned the photo and wallet to Song Yao, as though he wanted to return the feelings as well, pretending that nothing had happened between them. For Song Yao's sake …
Song Yao sniffled, then smiled at Su Huan. "If you get married, you must send me a wedding invitation. My husband and I will attend, and I'll give you a big red packet!"
"If I get married one day, you'd better not come!" Su Huan smiled, tears welling up in his eyes. "If I get married, then I've already forgotten you. Don't let me think of you again."
Song Yao nodded. "Alright."
"I won't accept your transfer. Those children's little things are not worth much. Just take it as a gift from me to your children."
Not having the courage to face Su Huan again, Song Yao reached out to pick up her wristwatch and wallet on the table, saying to Su Huan, "Then I'll leave first!"
Su Huan didn't say a word, merely gazing at Song Yao. Although he said he wanted to forget, right now, he wanted to carve her face into his heart.
He was afraid that it would really be as Song Yao said, that they would never have the chance to meet again.
"Song Yao!"
The moment Song Yao turned to leave, Su Huan couldn't help but call out to her.
She clutched her wallet and watch tightly and turned to look at Su Huan.
Su Huan's tightly clenched fists on his knees relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face. He said, "I hope you can be happy forever!"
Song Yao nodded. "I will. You too!"
The two of them said their goodbyes peacefully. Su Huan sat in the booth and watched Song Yao leave, feeling a huge emptiness in his heart.
He stroked the glass with his fingers, telling himself that he would learn to let go.
He already knew that Song Yao was very happy now. What else was there to be unhappy about?
Su Huan's phone vibrated. He answered the call
"Mr. Su, the chairman is in the hospital." The voice on the other end of the phone was low. "His condition is very bad. You should return to China as soon as possible."
Su Huan was stunned. He got up and walked out. Forcing himself to calm down, he asked, "When did it happen? What did the doctor say about my mother?"
"The chairman said that he has been suffering from angina for some time. Last night, he had dinner with the secretary general of the provincial office and drank some wine. On the way back, he was not feeling well. The doctor said that his condition was not good. Madam … Madam … Madam fainted when she heard the news …"
"I will return immediately."
Su Huan's heart was pounding.
After separating from Song Yao, Su Huan became very radical.
He couldn't wait to succeed. After Su Huan was hospitalized due to excessive fatigue, his father, who was on the verge of retirement, felt sorry for his son. Seeing that persuading Su Huan didn't work, he could only do it himself. He would help Su Huan as much as he could!
It would not be easy to succeed, especially when several large domestic enterprises were standing in the way.
Su Huan didn't have a good time.
Although he had the brains and the ideas, there were too many drawbacks to leading such a large enterprise full of problems forward.
The problem of the system, the problem of outdated management methods
And the problem of the internal personnel being related to each other …
The difficulty of solving these problems was greater than he had imagined. Moreover, he had to interact with the city and the province, as well as the expansion of the overseas market. Su Huan had his hands full!
The overseas market belonged to pioneering. Father Su wanted Su Huan to focus on this, so Father Su took on more and more tasks!
Father Su's health wasn't good to begin with. He was getting old, and his stamina and other aspects couldn't keep up. He should have retired, but he could only go into battle!
Su Huan felt endless guilt towards his father!
After hanging up, Su Huan called his assistant and asked him to book the earliest flight back home.
After entering the parking lot, Su Huan got into the car and subconsciously lifted his sleeve to look at the time. However, he only saw that his wrist was empty. There was only a skin tone mark left from wearing the watch for a long time.
Su Huan was in a daze for a moment. He couldn't hide the desolation in his eyes. He started the engine and drove away.
Song Yao stood next to the trash can in the shopping mall. She held the worn watch in her hands, as well as the worn wallet. She felt terrible.
These were things that Su Huan treasured. She knew she couldn't keep them.
After taking one last deep look at Song Yao, she threw the watch into the trash can, unable to control the sadness in her heart.
She opened the wallet. She hadn't taken the cash inside, as well as the photo of them in school.
Su Huan was all smiles. He was carrying Song Yao, who was making a peace sign with her hands. One had a gentle and doting smile, while the other had a wanton and wild look. One look and one could tell that she was a girl who had been overly doted on.
That was a photo that Bai Xiaonian had just bought and was taking in school. Song Yao had stood on the flower bed and made a hand gesture at Bai Xiaonian. Then, when Su Huan was caught off guard, she jumped onto his back and shouted for Bai Xiaonian to hurry up and take the photo. At that time, their laughter was pure and cheerful.
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