He is a sickly Cinderella

Chapter 102 [101] Finally left

. It seemed as if no one had ever lived in this cold house.

But the boy knew clearly that just yesterday, the owner of the room had said that he would not leave him.

"Sister..." His hands and feet were cold, and he used all his strength to slowly walk to the desk.

There wasn't much written on the note.

Just a simple "I'm sorry".

But it was like a knife, slowly cutting open the boy's bleeding heart, making a deeper and bigger cut.

After a brief second of silence.

The boy seemed to have just woken up. He took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Boss?"

Lu Xiu's voice was filled with suppressed anger, coming from his dry throat, "Find out the signal of An Yeran's phone location, now, immediately--!!"

The man on the other end was shocked by the sudden roar, but still quickly directed his men to start an investigation. The last place where the signal disappeared was the international airport in City A.

After receiving the signal, the boy opened the door with red eyes and ran towards the alley desperately!
The driver was already waiting at the entrance of the alley, and the boy finally couldn't suppress his anger anymore, "Get there as fast as you can, quick!!"

A roaring sound.

The boy's blood froze.

His mind went blank.

After getting in the car, I seemed to have lost all my strength.

Hatred slowly accumulated, and pain spread throughout my body.

He hated being left behind.

"An Yeran..." The young man buried his head in his arms, his eyes staring fiercely, "You liar..."

*
An Yeran was carrying a light suitcase and moving among the crowds at the airport.

In the VIP waiting room in front, someone was already waiting for her.

The man was wearing a grey suit. He was tall and handsome. His eyebrows were somewhat similar to Lu Xiu's, but he also had brown eyes. However, An Yeran always felt that he was not as handsome as his younger brother.

Chu Ye put one hand in his pocket and leaned lazily on the sofa, accompanied by his assistant and two or three bodyguards.

Sitting opposite the man was a pretty young lady.

I guess this is the translator lady he arranged for himself.

"Coming?" Chu Ye raised his eyebrows slightly.

An Yeran said: "Yes."

Chu Ye moved his fingers, and the assistant beside him understood and placed the plane ticket and passport he was carrying on the coffee table in front of An Yeran.

"As you requested, I have arranged an interpreter for you and also bought you a plane ticket to Country S. There is a bank card in the envelope, which is enough to provide you with food and clothing for the rest of your life." Chu Ye said.

An Yeran picked up the envelope and threw it back to Chu Ye, "Don't insult me ​​with money!"

Chu Ye raised an eyebrow, "Really not?"

An Yeran said: "No."

"You don't even want 50 million?"

"snort!"