He lived a very dishonorable life in those years, and his only purpose of saving money was to support his grandmother.

But when he was about twenty years old, his only relative also passed away.

With no relatives at home, he thought of going abroad to work illegally.

He no longer wants to stay in the country and be looked down upon by others and criticized by his neighbors.

And he had no intention of going back after he came out.

When I first came to New York, I had a rough few years. It wasn't until I opened a store and now established a company that everything started to change.

But he was still unhappy.

The Chinese New Year will be celebrated in a while, and a grand festival like the Chinese New Year doesn't matter to him.

When he had nothing, few people cared about him, and when he had nowhere to go, no one cared about him. Now that he is rich, he despises any false concern.

Jiang Xiao heard the sound of rain hitting the window.

It's getting dark.

He had no appetite, so he went to the bathroom to take a bath and lay quietly on the bed.

The tinkling bells seem to be coming from the distance, which is a unique Christmas atmosphere.

He knew there were activities downstairs in the hotel, but he didn't want to participate.

Just let him sleep.

I fell asleep and forgot everything.

Rong Jincheng sent him a text message at night, reminding him to drink less, but he didn't see it.

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Jiang Xiao stayed alone in the beach hotel for three days.

I drove away on the fourth day.

He can't keep escaping from reality, he has to return to life.

He bought Christmas gifts for Han Yurou's babies and delivered them in person before returning home.

The sky was overcast, and the north wind was blowing, blowing the bare branches sideways.

In the distance is the endless edge, and under the dark clouds, there are many tall buildings.

Jiang Xiao passed by downstairs, and the property manager called out to him: "Mr. Jiang, you have several Christmas gifts."

Gift? Who gave him a gift?

The real estate agent took out the big and small bags and handed them to him personally.

Jiang Xiao opened them on the spot. There were flowers, chocolates, watches, lighters...there were so many gifts, some from customers and some from employees.

Xu Lan gave him a box of red paper roses, and he took out the note——

"Mr. Jiang, some things are just like this paper rose, which will never wither or decay, such as love. Merry Christmas. - Xu Lan"

Seeing this note, Jiang Xiao's face showed brewing anger.

Jiang Xiao angrily threw all the box of paper roses into the trash can.

He doesn't need to.

Suddenly, his hand stopped.

There is a small paper bag sandwiched among the gifts.

Jiang Xiao opened the blue paper bag, and inside was a very cute and cute little white rabbit. Of course, a man like Jiang Xiao couldn't get cute.

It was the property girl who exclaimed in surprise: "Mr. Jiang, this rabbit is so cute."

Jiang Xiao said nothing and carried a bunch of things upstairs.

He held the rabbit in his hand and turned through the paper bag after returning.

Who would give such a thing to a grown man?

He has never touched this kind of thing since he was a child.

Sure enough, he found a letter in the paper bag.

It was actually written to him by Wen Xue.

He lost his temper on Christmas Eve, and she said she would never talk to him again.

Jiang Xiao couldn't help but open the letter——

"Boss: I don't know if you will open this letter and read it. If you open it, just read it. I am going back to China. I will not come back this time. My parents said they really want to
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