Memory, no matter how old it is, still leaves a mark. The scar, no matter how calm it is, will still itch when it rains on a cloudy day.

Wen Qingshui at this moment feels like this. Although he was persuading Tang Bowen, Wen Qingshui also felt that his heart hurt and he was tired. The worry about her friends, the confusion about the future, the flattery of being loved, and the pain of tearing the wound open all made her barely breathe. Even her voice was a little hoarse when she spoke again.

"Tang Bowen, go back! Your feelings, you should think about it! Go or stay? It's time to have an answer!"

"What are you still sitting for?" Song Xijun walked in seemingly calmly. Then he turned to Wen Qingshui and said, "Zhang Haoxue has got on the plane! I have also arranged for someone to take care of her! You don't have to worry about her! Let's go home!"

What a warm word. That one word alone is worth a thousand words. and seeing Song Xijun, which made her shake her mind for a moment. His resolute appearance and gentle words were like a warm spring breeze and the warm winter sun, shining into her heart. The panic in her heart was shrinking like melting ice. Her whole body gradually warmed up.

"Good!" she said softly.

Finally saw a smile on her face again, instead of being hurt and heavy, Song Xijun finally breathed a sigh of relief!

"What do you want to eat at night? I'll take you out to eat?"

"Good!"

Wen Qingshui was spoiled so gently that she forgot her anxiety and panic about the future, she was immersed in it, and she just wanted to grasp the beauty of the present. I have long forgotten that I had a strong faith in wanting to keep men out. Now she is, even if Song Xijun says, "Let's go!" I'll take you to the place where the knife is off. I'm afraid she will only say a "good" word.

The two of them left as if no one was around, leaving Tang Bowen alone in a daze.

"What does she want? What does she want? What is she stubborn about? What do I keep giving? What else can I give her? I don't understand her?"

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At this moment, Zhang Haoxue was sitting on the plane, soaring over the country that I don't know which country.

After coming out of Wen Qingshui, she didn't waste a second, and directly booked the ticket for the nearest flight. didn't bring anything, and with the help of Liu Mei, he escaped from Tang Bowen's eyeliner.

It wasn't until she got on the plane that the huge roar of the plane sounded in her ears, and she felt like she was in a dream. A dream with a beautiful but bitter ending.

How can a dream be so heavy when you wake up!

Forget it! It's already decided, do you still hope that he will chase after him? If you let go, you just let it go completely!

"Passengers, the plane is about to land, please fasten your seat belts and put away the block in front of your seat!"

Is it coming?

This time it's a complete departure. got off the plane, and there was no one or anything to do with him!

Forget it! Who is to blame? She drank some wine that day and gambled everything! Now it has been proved that she lost the bet! She, Zhang Haoxue, is not a person who cannot afford to lose. If you lose, you lose, and then start over.

When the plane landed and taxied, Zhang Haoxue also secretly made up her mind to carry a simple piece of luggage to another new life.

Walk in the flow of people in exotic places. She was a little confused. But when she saw those people waiting in line to pick up their luggage, she smiled all of a sudden! Walking in a hurry also has the advantage of being in a hurry, so there is no need to wait here uneasily. That's a good start, isn't it?

She tried her best to suppress the irritability in her heart, and walked towards the exit with her head held high.

"Ms. Zhang Haoxue!"

A voice stopped her, and she followed the voice, a man who seemed to be calm. The eagle hooked nose and the face is full of stubble, but it is very neatly groomed and looks calm.

"Hello, I'm Tony, Miss Wen asked me to take care of you!"

Tony, yes, Qing Shui said it! This is Song Xijun's man. Will he tell her whereabouts?

"Miss Wen has explained, you can rest assured! I am the only one here who knows you. Or I can call you by your English name. ”

"No need, let's go!" Zhang Haoxue, who was originally verbose, is now very concise.

She actually has a little bit of a weak heart. She felt like she had been seen through. It doesn't matter, she's always been a simple person anyway, and it's not unusual to be seen through. The man knew why she came. She doesn't have to pretend to be so hard.

Tony is a calm person, otherwise Song Xijun would not have introduced him to Wen Qingshui to take charge of overseas business. Now he has been ordered by Song Xijun to not only protect Zhang Haoxue, but also take care of her.

Originally, he thought that the person who could enter Tang Bowen's heart should be a cute and weak little girl, but he didn't expect it to be such a cold temperament. Maybe it's because of the coldness!, Tony thought to himself.

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Feng Jiajia has lived in the old mansion for more than half a month. Although she came in secret, the old man didn't seem to want to hide anything. Old Man Song loved her like a grandfather back then, and took her to several banquets.

Experiencing family affection again has made her haze dissipate a lot this year.

Just now, the old man suddenly asked people to come to her. In addition to joy, she actually had a trace of apprehension in her heart. In fact, when she came, she knew that this trip to China was not easy. Although the old man has always loved her, she still feels heavy from time to time. She wished it was because she was too sensitive right now.

But probably not, the old man had never looked for her at this time! She had already washed up and slept, and you could imagine how late it would be. What could it be?

Feng Jiajia couldn't help but speculate along the way. Pushing open the door, she found that in addition to the old man, there was a man sitting with his back to her.

And someone else? She was stunned for a moment. But seeing the old man waving at her, she walked in anyway.

Finally she saw clearly, and for a moment, her whole body was trembling uncontrollably. The man sitting with his back to the door turned out to be Gao Moyun. The pain and humiliation that I had been forced by my father came up like a tide.

She thought she was strong, but it turned out that she had never forgotten it, and she had just sealed it temporarily by herself and not touched it.

But when she saw the man who had hurt her endlessly, the seal was so weak.

Gao Moyun really saw that it was her who appeared, and she was also slightly stunned. But his performance was much calmer than Feng Jiajia's.

At this moment, Feng Jiajia was as pale as a piece of paper, and he seemed to be trembling when he stood there.

The old man couldn't bear to see Feng Jiajia like this, which was why he sent Song Xijun out first after he finished talking to Song Xijun. His tired and weak body stood up anyway and pulled her to the couch next to her. It's a little farther away from Gao Moyun. She still hasn't let go of her cold hand.

"Girl, I know about you! But it's too late for me to know! I know it's really hard for you to face it today. But there are some things you need to know!"

Feng Jiajia trembled even more. She pressed her upper body low, almost leaning on her lap, and pulled out the hand she was holding, then rubbed her face vigorously with both hands. The more I didn't want to remember, but the events of that day were like compressed gas, and I finally found the crack in the container, and I desperately drilled out.

That day her father asked her to accompany a man. Her every pore was shocked. Although he strongly opposed it, her father had no mercy on her, but only had many demands on her. What for the family, for the cause. In the end, seeing that she didn't agree, there were all kinds of threats. Even from her father's mouth, she heard the words "broken flowers and willows".

Her heart was extremely cold.

The love that has been chasing for more than ten years seems to be a joke. She gave her body to Nightstar, but Nightstar didn't have any love for her, not even mercy, and finally abandoned her. And her father, who wanted to trade her for profit. How ironic, how ridiculous! It seems to be self-defeating, more like being enchanted, and I don't know how to compromise and then enter the hotel room where Gao Moyun lives in a mess.

Then the man's cold disgusted eyes and cone-hearted words deeply stimulated her. She didn't even have time to think about why her life had been spent in such misery.

"I don't like unclean women, go wash them!"

Not clean? She's not clean?

"Drink it, cheer up, I don't like dead fish!"

Dead fish?

Her eyes were wide open, but it was futile to resist, and she was forced to pour a choking glass of water.

Then her consciousness blurred for a moment. She regained a little reason from the pain to the bone, but she couldn't even see the face clearly, only a sinister laugh and a heart-wrenching pain.

By the next morning, she was the only one in the room. And her whole body was covered with scars, her body was like the pain of being swept by a car, and every inch of her skin seemed to be torn apart.

"It's not me who did that to you!" Gao Moyun's magnetic voice came a little hoarse, and it was just sarcasm in Feng Jiajia's ears. "The man wanted to control me, and designed your father to give you to me! I didn't want to defile you, so I put sleeping pills in the water. I said that just to let the man let his guard down. And then I was gone. But I didn't expect that I would also fall asleep in another room. When I wake up, everything is irretrievable!"

Feng Jiajia sat there in pain. Her heart burned at the moment. The truth is always crueler than she thinks. Originally, she could still hate someone, flesh and blood, appearance, and purpose. But now, she doesn't know who the person who bullied her is, or even one or a few. It's more heart-wrenching than going through it again. It made her gag more than a laceration.

"The old man asked someone to do it, and I was warned for that!" Gao Moyun said dryly.

"Who is the old man?" the old man asked, in fact, he was asking for Feng Jiajia.

"I don't know, he always told us to call him old man! But I found out one more thing recently. Although I don't have definite evidence, I'm sure. With that, he took another deep breath. Because he knew that this incident would directly send Feng Jiajia to hell and make her even more painful.