She's actually kind of skinny.

He remembered that a set of camera equipment was more than ten kilograms, and it was actually not easy for such a skinny woman to carry a set of equipment.

Ding Yuqiu covered her nose tightly and her heart was so nervous that it was about to jump out. What would happen if he saw her like this? Would he feel sorry for her or laugh at her?

Perhaps it was the latter. He would not care about her life or death. He would only think that she was acting pitiful to gain sympathy.

Just as he was about to pull her over, his phone rang.

"Honey, I've been waiting for you at the company for half an hour. Why aren't you here yet? You promised to accompany me to the event today!"

Liang Shiying's sweet voice came from the microphone, while Huo Qiming let go of his hand that was on her shoulder and said, "I'll be right there. Wait for me."

Then he grabbed his coat and hurried out of the door.

Ding Yuqiu heaved a sigh of relief. Suppressing the disappointment in her heart, she pulled out more tissues to cover her nose.

The black sports car drove out of the villa, and Huo Qiming looked in the rearview mirror at the gradually shrinking villa, feeling a little uneasy for some reason.

However, it was only a moment of uneasiness. He had waited for seven years before finally getting divorced. What else was there to be upset about?

Here Ding Yuqiu had packed her things and left with her luggage. She locked the door and looked up at the "home" that she had been guarding for seven years. Now, this was no longer her home.

She removed her fingerprint from the fingerprint lock and left the spare key on the coffee table in the room.

She would never come back to this place again.

Maybe there's no chance of coming back.

...

The relationship between Liang Shiying and Huo Qiming was solid, and the two of them were in a heated relationship in public. The media was filled with news that the two of them were about getting married, but none of these news was written by Ding Yuqiu.

Huo Qiming still went back to the villa every night, as if he was used to it. But now there was no Ding Yuqiu any more.

When he woke up in the morning and touched the bed, he was even a little upset when he touched nothing.

He put on her pajamas and went downstairs, while the servant had already put the cooked breakfast on the table and said,"Good morning, Mr. Huo."

He frowned as he looked at the breakfast on the table which had not changed for a month.

He picked up the milk and took a sip. It was again that over-sweety taste.

He put the cup down on the table and looked coldly at the servant beside him. "Do you think Huo Family has gotten used to you so now you have started to play with you recklessly?"

Ever since Ding Yuqiu left, the servant had been careless with her work. At first, he did not want to pursue the matter, nor did he have time to argue with a servant about trivial matters. However, it had been like this for a month. No matter how patient he was, he would not tolerate it.

To be able to tolerate a Ding Yuqiu for seven years was quite incredible to him.

The servant immediately came forward and apologized profusely, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Huo. In the past, your daily life was handled all by your wife while I was just in charge of the household's hygiene. So I really don't know your usual lifestyle, sir. I ... I'll contact madam and learn from her ..."

Huo Qiming was stunned and unconsciously looked around the house that he had lived in for seven years but had never looked closely at before. It seemed like there was nothing lack, but it also seemed like there was something lack.

The cup of honey water besides the bed at dawn. The grand breakfast that would never repeat from day to day. The non-fat milk without sugar. The fruit platter after the meal. The well-ironed coat and shirt hanging at the door. The clothes which were arranged according to his preferences in the cloakroom. The food that suited his taste every night after he came back. As well as the hangover soup that would be definitely prepare in the kitchen when he was drunk.

All the little things that he had been used to were gone now. It turned out that all the distances he created between him and Ding Yuqiu for the past seven years had never existed.

She had already infiltrated his life long ago.

Since when did she know so much about his diet and daily life, and when did she do this for him?

He thought that the woman would only carry a camera and follow his scandal everywhere. But it turned out that she had done so many things for him where he could not see.

After she left, his life was in complete disarray, until he finally realized that the woman had become inseparable from him.

He got up and rummaged in the cloakroom for a long time, but he was unable to find the clothes he wanted to wear today where he could see them as before.

There was a slight wrinkle on his tie, which made him feel inexplicably annoyed. He could not even tie a simple bow tie for a long time.

Finally, he pulled his tie and took out his phone. "Go and find out where Ding Yuqiu is now."

Two hours later, he finally received a reply. "President Huo, madam is at Back-street Cafe ... On a blind date ..."