"Is that so?" There was bitterness and unwillingness in Milan's eyes as she looked at Henry. "Ten years ago you promised me something, didn't you?"
"Er..." Henry felt a little embarrassed. He touched his nose but didn't say anything.
Ten years ago, Milan said that she would marry him when they grew up. At that time, both of them were ignorant, and Henry agreed as a joke.
Looking at Henry's embarrassed look, Milan burst into laughter. "Well, I won't tease you anymore. Time to go. Anyway, we won't be unable to get in touch with each other as we did ten years ago. Come on, one hug?"
Milan opened her arms, and the woman's mouth curved into a smile. Her hair fluttered in the breeze, and there was a hint of sadness in her smile.
The person who she had been looking for ten years was right in front of her, but he would never belong to her.
Henry put his arm around Milan's shoulder, and the unique fragrance of the woman's body rushed into Henry's nose.
"Okay, I have to go. I'll go to France to visit you when I have time." Henry patted Milan's back and loosened his hands.
Milan's hands were hanging around Henry's waist. When she was about to take the courage to hug Henry, she felt that there was nothing in front of her.
Feeling a strong sense of loss in her heart, she lifted the hair on her face and said, "Okay, you go. I won't send you in."
"Okay." Henry nodded and walked into the lounge.
Looking at Henry's back, Milan's whole body seemed to be fixed here. It was not until Henry's figure disappeared completely that Milan turned around.
"Sylvia, I'm sorry..." She shed tears along her face. At the moment when Henry turned around, her eyes were already red.
When she saw Henry for the first time, Milan regarded Henry as a love liar. She only wanted to expose Henry. Gradually, she saw how nice Henry was to Sylvia. She began to approve Henry and wish her good friend good luck.
After that, Henry saved Milan and removed the tumor. He risked life for Sylvia. No woman would turn a blind eye to such a man who didn't care about his life. Milan didn't know when she began to envy Sylvia for finding a man who could be entrusted to her for life.
This trip to Hangshi had changed Henry's position in her heart again. She had never thought that Henry was the person she had been looking for for ten years. In her memory, she could not even remember what kind of person he was. From that moment on, her heart was in conflict.
On one side was the person she had been looking for so long. On the other side was her best friend.
Looking at the airport lounge, Milan muttered, "Maybe I should stay in France. I have such a huge harem there!"
A plane took off from the airport of Hangshi and went straight to Yinzhou.
When Henry returned to Yinzhou, it was already dark. He was ready to call Sylvia, but his phone was out of power. Henry shook his head helplessly.
Walking to a dark place, Henry waved his hand to the darkness.
Three figures appeared quietly.
"Boss?"
"Who has 13 yuan in cash? I'll take an airport bus!" Henry said calmly.
The three of them were in the dark, and their expressions were quite wonderful.
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