"It seems that part of it has left?" said Sean, who looked inside for a few glances through the floor-to-ceiling glass.

"Of course, it's already 11 o'clock, and you don't plan to open the party until late at night or even morning, and there are people who have to go to the venue, so there are a lot fewer people now." Emma shrugged.

"This is just right, so we don't have to look for places everywhere, right?" Sean replied with a smile, then looked at her carefully.

"What are you doing? I think I might embarrass you?" Emma, ​​who noticed, asked inexplicably.

"Of course not, I'm just... conditioned reflexes," Sean laughed dryly, "Well, what's the matter? About tomorrow's arrangement?"

"I have sent my arrangements to your email address tomorrow. If you have any questions, please call me," Emma shrugged again, and then hesitated, "Actually... I want to move out, Sean."

"Ha, I thought it was a big deal, right? Wait, you're going to move out?" Sean, who reacted, showed a nervous look, "What are you moving out? Where are you moving?"

Although Emma would go home from time to time, she still lives in his villa most of the time. It is convenient for work, and it is... needless to say, so now she suddenly said she wanted to move out, how could Sean not be nervous?

"Why are you so nervous? I just found a separate cabin nearby." Emma rolled her eyes.

This comforted Sean a little, but he was still a little nervous: "But... you live here very well, why do you move out? Is it not to your preference?"

"Okay, Sean," Emma sighed, "remember what we agreed on before?"

"You mean..." Sean emptied his eyes.

"Yes, I'm ready to go to the mailroom of the cruising room. Since I have changed my job and since I'm no longer your assistant, I naturally have to change my residence." Emma said seriously.

"But...but..." Sean obviously didn't want her to do so.

"I insist." Emma said quickly, with an unquestionable tone.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Sean finally lost in dejection: "Okay, I get it."

Emma couldn't help but sigh, reaching out and holding his face: "Okay, I'm just moving out, and it's not too far."

"Will you still be mine?" Sean asked by grabbing her hand.

She was silent for about two seconds, then nodded affirmatively: "Yes, I am."

Sean took a deep breath, then smiled, and pinched her nose: "Okay, come on, if you are bullied in the mailroom, I won't stand up for you."

"Who wants you to stand up!" Emma said angrily, and punched him gently, obviously breathing a sigh of relief.

"I have something to leave now," she said again.

"So quickly? What's wrong?" Sean immediately collapsed.

"It's just a small matter, you're not without someone tonight." Emma stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the face, then walked away with a smile.

"It's not that you're not without someone tonight." After waiting for her back to disappear, Sean learned a sentence with a sharp voice, and then looked at the living room depressedly, and there seemed to be fewer people inside.

OK, let me think about where to have fun tonight? He thought about himself comfortingly, but didn't know that this was just the beginning.

"Hey, Sean, I have something to go out now, and I may not be back tonight." After a while, Sanders found Sean and said.

"No problem, go have fun." Sean smiled in insight.

There is no doubt that this guy is going to have a date with Bonnie. Since they are having a hot fight, what is he going to say?

However, Sanders did not leave immediately after making a notice. He hesitated for a few seconds, and then sighed: "There is something I want to tell you, Sean."

"What's the matter?" Sean asked casually.

"I think...I might be moving out." Sanders replied.

"Move...moving out?" Sean looked at him blankly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Yes, move out." Sanders nodded, "Well...frankly, I'm not sure I'll marry Bonnie. Although she's a good girl,...I think it's better to have a place that belongs entirely to me."

"Um... um..." Sean took a few breaths before controlling his emotions, then grinding his teeth and said, "It's understandable that human beings are... normal, but you won't leave immediately, right?"

"Of course not," Sanders breathed a sigh of relief, "It's about the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow..." Sean gritted his teeth, but couldn't speak.

But Sanders could still see: "You know, Sean, Bonnie and I have been dating for almost a year, and..."

He paused, but finally said: "I can't live with you all my life, right?"

"I know, Sandy, I know." Sean smiled bitterly, and then hugged him.

"To be honest, knowing you is the luckiest thing in my life." Sanders pressed Sean's shoulder and said in a sentimental tone.

"Damn it's not a separation of life and death, why do you say this?" He punched him in dissatisfaction, and then laughed again.

After Sanders left, Sean covered his head and moaned again. He jumped twice on the spot. If it weren't for someone else in the yard, he might have gone crazy.

However, before he could adjust, Garen's voice came over: "Hey, Sean, I have something to do..."

"You should also want to leave!" Sean immediately roared with red eyes.

"Hey, what are you talking about," Garen shrank his neck in shock, "Who has gotten angry with you?"

Sean glared at him fiercely before slowing down his tone: "Tell me, what's the matter."

"I just want to come over...thank you," Garen curled his lips, "thank you for investing in my restaurant."

"Damn, what's the point of thanking for this? Isn't this what I should do?" Sean rolled his eyes immediately, then shook his hands and punched him hard, just like he did to Sanders before, "Besides, I just invested, and invested to make money!"

"No matter what, you'll let me lose my worries." Garen smiled and beat him back, then showed a hesitant look.

As soon as he saw this, Sean knew something was wrong, but before he could speak, Galen had already said it first: "But I might have to move out."

"Damn!" Sean immediately shouted, "What's going on tonight? Isn't it a celebration of my winning of the Golden Globes? Why do they all come over and say they want to move out! Is there something I can't live here?"

He covered his head, and Garen blinked, but was not surprised: "Sandy... has come here to tell you first?"

"You have colluded, right?" Sean jumped up and his eyes turned red again. "I want to take back my investment. I won't invest in your restaurant anymore. Galen, I won't!"

"But... Neil will help me get investment," Garen shrugged, not caring about it, whether it was the investment that was to be withdrawn or the Sean who seemed to be biting, "this doesn't stop me from moving out, Sean."

Sean glared at him, while Garen thrust his chest and looked calm.

Finally, Sean softened, then sighed helplessly, picked up his arms and stopped talking.

"I'm glad we grew up together, Sean, and I'm grateful that you helped me a lot," Garen patted his shoulder, "But, I can't live here all my life, right?"

"I know...I know..." Sean smiled bitterly, "You shouldn't move out in two or three days, too."

"Of course not, I have to plan carefully." Garen smiled, but then said, "But now I'm leaving, there's something else."

"...Okay." Shawn nodded and watched him leave.

"Okay..." He murmured again, it's normal that there is no banquet that never ends. They... after all, they have their own careers to strive for and their own goals to achieve.

As people left, the noisy party gradually became quiet. When the last group of people left, the huge mansion had completely quieted down. Even though the lights were on, it still seemed a little empty.

Sean put his butt on the sofa and looked ahead in a daze. Although there was a little mess around - it was like this at the end of the party - there would be a cleaner coming to clean up tomorrow.

Emma is going to move out, Sanders is going to move out, and even Garen is going to move out, so Neil has never lived here for a long time, and the women each have their own residence, so... the only one left in this mansion is left.

He let out a long sigh, grinned bitterly, and suddenly he shouted loudly when he thought of something: "Pock? Lucy?"

Without the expected "Woom" and "meow" sound, Sean then remembered that Suri liked Lucy, while Alexander liked Poke, so he sent two little... old things to him a few days ago, but he hasn't come back yet.

"Very good, now I'm a real lonely man." Sean smiled self-deprecatingly, but was not very depressed.

As mentioned earlier, there is no banquet that never ends. They will never live here for the rest of their lives. Sean is actually vaguely prepared. But... when this day really comes, he feels a little awkward, a little... he can't accept it. After all, everyone has been living together like a family for almost ten years.

"You guys are really just..." Sean muttered at this time.

Of course, he also knew that Sanders, Garen, and even Emma, ​​had thought about it for a long time before making a decision.

Then, he laughed silently, got up and turned off all the lights, and the whole house fell into darkness. Sean groped and slowly returned to the living room, sat down on the sofa again, and picked up the beer that had no Kaifeng and opened it.
Chapter completed!