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  Bo Cixue drove to the Royal Hospital.

  She knew that she should not come over at this time, but she could not control herself.

  She should clarify everything in person.

  They should break up and reconcile. They would talk when they met.

  The environment she grew up in made her unable to be a shrew.

  Since she could not be hysterical, she would face it rationally and bravely.

  She had experienced some things and her psychological endurance was not as fragile as her parents thought.

  After parking the car, Bo Cixue entered the hospital.

  With his status, he should be in the VIP area.

  Bo Cixue went to the VIP area and after asking around, she found the ward of the person he had sent over.

  Bo Cixue closed her eyes and walked to the door of the ward.

  The door was closed and she could vaguely see what was happening inside through the window.

  The man sat by the bed, his slender fingers reaching for the woman’s forehead.

  Because he was blocking her, she could not see the woman’s face clearly.

  But her figure was weak.

  “Miss Bo?”


  Ah Zuo came over with breakfast.

  Bo Cixue saw Ah Zuo and nodded slightly.

  Ah Zuo did not dare to meet Bo Cixue’s eyes and pushed open the door after greeting her.

  Bo Cixue was still standing by the window. After seeing Ah Zuo go in, she bent down and whispered in the noble man’s ear.

  The man looked out of the ward.

  Soon, he got up and walked over.

  His shirt and pants were slightly crumpled. It seemed like he had stayed in the hospital last night and had not gone back to change.

  He was wearing the clothes he was supposed to wear for the engagement.

  Bo Cixue took a deep breath and tried to suppress the emotions in her heart.

  She was such a clean freak and took care of another woman without even taking off her clothes. It could be seen.

  A faint sneer appeared on Bo Cixue’s lips.

  She lowered her thick and long eyelashes until the man’s tall figure stood in front of her, blocking the light.

  Bo Cixue looked up at him.

  His dark eyes were slightly red and there was a faint stubble on his chin. He must have not slept at all.

  Bo Cixue reminded herself not to look at it carefully. The more she found, the more uncomfortable she would be.

  She pursed her lips and forced a smile at him. “Is she the one in the ward?”


  Actually, Bo Cixue did not know that person’s name. She knew who he was talking about in his heart.

  His eyes were dark and his voice was low and hoarse. “It’s Sixteen.”


  Oh right, on the way back from A Country, he had told her that she had a code name, Sixteen.

  Bo Cixue clenched her fists slightly, her fingertips resting on her palms as her smile widened. “Isn’t she dead?”


  “When she fell down the cliff, I thought she wouldn’t be able to live. The fisherman who imprisoned her yesterday said that she lost her memories and only regained some recently.”


  Bo Cixue closed her eyes and laughed coldly in her heart.

  “What’s wrong with her?”


  Bo Cixue looked into the ward through the window. “Is he very sick?”


  “T fell yesterday and had a slight concussion. I have a high fever and haven’t woken up yet.”


  Bo Cixue nodded. “Is your life in danger?”


  He looked at her and pondered for a moment. “No.”


  As he answered, Bo Cixue’s heart felt like it was being torn apart.

  It was not a serious illness and there was no danger to his life, but he did not attend the engagement party and stayed here without sleep or rest!

  Ha.

  Ha.

  Bo Cixue felt that her heart was about to be torn into pieces, but there was still a smile on her face. Sometimes, she admired herself. The more fragile she was, the less she would show it on her face and not let her dignity be trampled on.

  “Then, you already have a choice, right?”


  The answer was obvious.

  He chose this resurrected Sixteen.

  “Even if she gave you a serious psychological trauma, even if you still hate her to the core, you can’t forget her, right?”


  If she did not love him, how could she hate him?

  She had ignored such a simple principle in the past.

  He looked at her with his dark eyes, a complicated expression on his noble face that she could not understand. “I don’t want to deny it or lie to you.”


  Bo Cixue’s heart fell into the deep valley like a broken roller coaster.

  With a bang, it broke into pieces.

  Because Sixteen was gone, he did not think about whether he was sincere to her.

  But now that Sixteen had appeared, he could not lie to himself anymore, so he would rather betray her.

  There was a dead silence in the corridor.

  Bo Cixue’s slender fingers pressed against her palm.

  She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, she heard him say, “Cixue, let’s break up. It’s over.”


  Let’s end our breakup here.

  Good, it was really good!

  A mocking smile appeared on Bo Cixue’s lips. “I said we broke up once and now you’re saying it again. We’re even.”


  “Since we broke up, let’s not make up anymore.”


  She sniffed and tears could not help circling in her eyes. She spread her hands at him. “Look, I’m talking nonsense again. How can you still look for a spare tire like me when your Sixteen has appeared?”


  She nodded, doing her best to control her emotions. Her tears did not fall from her eyes, only rolling around in her eyes. “Very good, you’re still a little responsible. You’re willing to say these words to me personally and not two-timing me.”


  She looked up slightly, forcing back the tears circling in her eyes. After calming down, she smiled at him. “For her, you were willing to hurt my heart and the friendship between the two families for many years. You’re really affectionate.”


  Bo Cixue said nothing more and did not look at him again. She turned around and left quickly.

  Ye Jie stared at her back for a few seconds before entering the ward.

  Bo Cixue took a few steps and turned back, but he was already gone.

  Uncontrollable tears fell from her eyes again.

  There was sweetness in love and pain when breaking up!

  Bo Cixue walked into the elevator quickly and was about to close the door when a slender and fair hand reached in.

  Bo Cixue’s heart skipped a beat.

  She thought that he had caught up.

  In the end, she looked up and saw Cheng Yan’s gentle and handsome face.

  “Chief Cheng.”


  Cheng Yan looked at Bo Cixue’s teary face and walked in. Without asking anything, he took out a clean handkerchief and handed it to her. “Wipe it!”


  Bo Cixue took the handkerchief and lowered her head to wipe her tears. In the end, tears fell accidentally and she looked up at Cheng Yan with red eyes. “I dirtied your handkerchief. I’ll return it to you after I wash it clean.”


  “It’s alright, I still have more.” He smiled slightly.

  Bo Cixue sniffed, her voice buzzing. “I’ve made a fool of myself.”