She is thinking of Meng Yanchen. Because. She understood. No matter how reluctant she was to come to the president's office. But she could still feel that unspeakable joy in her heart.

Faintly. Looming. But Chu Qiao couldn't ignore it.

But. Think about it. I don't want to do anything.

Is there any possibility of going back between them? If not. Don't give both sides any more hope......

"President. I'm here to get the information. It's not about love. President. Right now. It's still work time. Chu Qiao straightened his back. did not avoid Meng Yanchen's scorching gaze. Instead, he looked straight at him. The corners of his mouth curled into a sneer.

"Chu Qiao. Information. I'll give it to you. But. Before that. Can you talk to me about it? Meng Yanchen's eyes flashed slightly. The hand gently held Chu Qiao's hand.

Sudden tenderness. almost made Chu Qiao disoriented.

At this time. Chu Qiao remembered the parting time again. Xu Anran's warning eyes. Just think about it. All the warmth in my heart. It's all cool. She carefully withdrew her hand. But Meng Yanchen held it gently. But she was not allowed to break away.

"Yanchen. I thought. Last time downstairs. I've made it very clear. Seemingly. You haven't quite meant. Chu Qiao couldn't break free. simply let Meng Yanchen hold it. There was a smile in her eyes. But her heart was quietly dripping with blood.

Chu Qiao was sad. Rarely crying. It is also rare to make a fuss. Most of the time. She was just crying silently alone.

Sometimes. In order not to worry others. She can pretend to be careless. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. But who can see how bitter her heart is. How much it hurts.

"Chu Qiao. Between me and Xu Anran. Nothing. I just think of her as a friend...... Just friends. Just friends. Meng Yanchen let go of Chu Qiao's hand. Instead, he held Chu Qiao's shoulder: "The question you asked me." I figured it out. Falling into the water and not falling into the water is actually a hypothesis. All I want is a choice. Who to save when overboard. Sometimes. And not just because of love. But. If I could only love one person. Then it can only be you...... Chu Qiao. It can only be you. ”

Oh, yes. The problem of falling overboard. It's not just about love. Sometimes. And camaraderie. Affection. In fact. This is a very direct question. But it's a little ridiculous. Liability. and love. Is it possible to do both.

But. If. Then. Meng Yanchen immediately gave such an answer. Maybe. A lot of the things that followed won't happen.

Just because of momentary hesitation. It changed the development of a lot of things......

Chu Qiao couldn't help but chuckle: "Hehe...... Hehe......" Her laughter was full of mockery. Full of heartbreak. Full of despair. You can only love one person. It is she who loves her...... What qualifications does he have to say that he loves her. What qualifications does he have.

"Meng Yanchen......" Chu Qiao impolitely poked Meng Yanchen's chest with his finger. sneered: "Meng Yanchen." You say you only love me alone. What qualifications do you have to say that. Xu Anran. She's your friend. But you know it in your heart. Is she just your friend after all? How do you make me believe in you. Never mind. I don't want to fight with you anymore. ”

Meng Yanchen subconsciously held Chu Qiao's restless fingers. asked lightly, "Chu Qiao." Xu Anran...... What happened to Xu Anran. ”

Chu Qiao's eyes gradually became stained with a trace of disdain: "What's the matter." Do you still want to deny it? There was one night. You're drunk. You call me. But I clearly heard Xu Anran by your side. Maybe. In the bottom of your heart. I wasn't needed at all. Right. ”

"Chu Qiao. Good. I admit it. I had a relationship with Xu Anran. But. I just thought she was you. Meng Yanchen's hand clenched Chu Qiao's fingers tightly. The chest rises and falls violently. He has already said it. He only loves the little woman in front of him. Why should she be skeptical. Don't believe it.

"What about the kid. Chu Qiao asked, "Child." What are you going to do. ”

Meng Yanchen's answer was firm and ruthless: "Chu Qiao." You don't. I don't want ...... I just want our children. ”