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The old lady had no choice but to put aside her doubts, and planned to ask Pei Yiting what was going on later.

However, for a while, when she was free, Pei Yiting greeted others.

It's not easy for her to bother you.

I just wanted to wait for the guests to leave before talking to him in detail.

However……

By the time the banquet was over, there was no sign of Pei Yiting.

Taking advantage of the old lady's inattention, he slipped away early and ran away.

"This bastard must have done it on purpose." The old lady stomped her feet angrily.

Outside the Pei family's old house.

After the guests left, Pei Yiting came out in his own car.

It was already ten o'clock in the dead of night. This is a high-end villa area. It was originally quiet, but now there is no sound at all.

Pei Yiting drove around for more than an hour, and the car stopped in the middle of the night.

But it was his and Xia Yueqing's previous home.

These days, he has never been back, pretending that he has never had this place, pretending that he doesn't care.

But such an appearance can't deceive himself at all.

At this moment, without knowing it, I came here.

The people in the security room saw him, and quickly chased him out: "Mr. Pei, your key was placed here before."

Pei Yiting stepped on the brakes, only to vaguely remember that Ji Feng said that when Xia Yueqing left, she left the keys of the house in the security room.

He hasn't come back these days, and naturally he hasn't come to get the key.

"I wanted to give it to you a long time ago, but I never came across it." The security guard smiled and handed over the key with a relieved tone.

Pei Yiting's gaze followed his movements, and the keychain belonged to Xia Yueqing. There were only three keys and a small doll on it.

The dolls were tied up by herself, and they were not taken down, they were all put together.

He reached out and took the keychain, and slowly opened his thin lips: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, it's easy."

Pei Yiting's fingertips rubbed against the little doll on the key chain. It was a lifelike little fox. They bought it from a street stall when they were traveling abroad, but Xia Yueqing couldn't put it down.

As soon as he came back, he put the little fox on the key chain.

But at this moment, what Pei Yiting could think of was only that unambiguous memory.

Returning home in a daze, the room was dark, with no light at all, silently telling the fact that the hostess had already left.

Pei Yiting walked into the room without even changing his shoes.

The whole house was tidied up, and there was almost no breath of Xia Yueqing.

His icy eyes fell on the bed in the guest room where she slept for the last time. After watching in silence for a long time, Pei Yiting clenched his fist and slammed it hard against the wall.

A dull voice sounded, smashed a hole in the wall, and smashed Pei Yiting's hand to the point of bleeding.

Heartless woman.

He has seen so many women, only Xia Yueqing is the most ruthless.

With a cold face, he exited the guest room, closed the door, and locked it.

Even after locking it, Pei Yiting threw away the key of the guest room.

Throw it directly from the balcony.

It seems that this memory is completely sealed up.

Finally, he returned to the master bedroom.

She should have come in before she left.

But her clothes, jewelry, skin care products, none of these things were taken away.

Standing in front of the dressing table where she often sat, Pei Yiting inadvertently caught a glimpse of crumpled newspapers in the trash can.

After staring indifferently for a few seconds, he picked up the waste newspaper expressionlessly.