"No, no, I said I'm going to you?" he growled angrily.

Pushing away the thin legs, just to stand closer to her, to take a good look at her, five years of bone-eroding thoughts, has almost tortured him to madness.

But when he looked down, he saw the bloodshot blisters on the toes of the toes that had lost their shoes in the struggle.

What is she doing every day, and what kind of day is she living?

Huo Xicheng stared, holding back the stupid momentum that had started when he saw her, and reached out to touch it in distress.

Fang can also freeze on the ground.

He could feel the goosebumps on her skin in the palm of his hand, and before she could say anything, the feeling of resistance had already manifested itself on her body, and she was afraid of him like a beast.

Suddenly I felt powerless.

Looking up, her big cold black eyes were full of hatred.

Huo Xicheng's heart ached, and his outstretched hand froze there.

The man who has always been proud and handsome and noble, his eyes are lowered at this moment, and a low look appears on his face, and he asks softly: "Do you really hate me so much?"

Fang Yi's pink and moist lips curved into an indifferent arc, staring at a pair of big eyes provocatively and sarcastically, and smiling mockingly: "Mr. Huo lowered his posture so much because she died, and she had no way to be stretched by a woman for many years, so you want to use me to regulate your dyscrine system or your kidneys?"

Horcy raised his eyes and stared at her.

The two of them were barely close, and the cold breath he exhaled sprayed on her face and neck.

He locked her face, her pupils, the delicate face that had tormented him for countless days and nights.

The dark and thick gaze wandered and fell on her lips, plump, tender and pink, and she would tremble and tremble when she spoke, exhaling a beautiful and sweet breath.

The man's handsome features were sealed like frost, and every inch of the line was hard and cold.

As if smiling and then not smiling, he stared at her and lifted his thin lips in a low voice: "Doctor Fang cares so much about my kidneys, is he interested in filling my particularly difficult household?"

Fang Yi looked at his obviously angry eyes, and was just about to speak, when there was a sudden knock on the office door: "Doctor Fang, it's time to get off work, isn't it over yet?"

"Oh, right now, you wait for me. She looked at the man with a dark face in front of her, her little hand crossed his chest intentionally or unintentionally, she felt the man's tense body, and laughed sweetly, "I'm sorry Mr. Huo, I'm going to get off work, as for your endocrine and kidney problems, let's find a way to solve them yourself." ”

The slender arm pushed away the man in front of him, got off the desk, put the high heels that fell on the carpet back on his feet, and tidied up the dress on his body, before he looked up again and looked at the man who was still standing in place and looking at her without saying a word: "There is one thing I forgot to mention, every office we have here is monitored, if Mr. Huo doesn't want to be exposed to the media about harassing a female doctor, I advise you not to come again." ”

She walked to the door as she spoke, and the last sentence popped out of her teeth almost word by word: "It's best to never see each other in this life." ”

Huo Xicheng stood at the door, looking at the woman in the corridor who was obviously in a hurry, her slender little back straight.

The ink eyebrows shrunk, and the dark eyes stared at the back that was getting farther and farther away, and in the already dim and cold light of the corridor, it was impossible to see the expression in his eyes.

The white horse has passed through the gap, the past has changed, and today it is reunited, like a dream, in a trance.

I haven't seen her for five years, her beautiful and beautiful appearance has not changed, and she has a little more of a woman's charming style than back then, but she is no longer the silly girl who slowly fell in love with him in her heart.

His heart cramped, he held his breath, and he closed his eyes deeply.

The buzzing sound in his pocket recalled his thoughts, glanced at the number on the screen, picked it up, and Mo Ziqian's voice came from the transoceanic phone: "How about Xicheng, what did my old classmate say?"

In a few seconds, the man's face had returned to his usual deep calmness, and he said in a calm tone: "I saw your sister-in-law." ”

"Who?" the tone on the other side was obviously incredulous, and then became excited, "You said you saw Kerr? And then, you won't just pack people up and carry them back to the hotel, will you?"

Huo Xicheng walked out with long legs, and spit out two words with a calm face: "Ran." ”

"Ran away?" came with a low and playful laugh, "Just find someone, Xicheng, you can handle billions of orders casually, I believe that such a trivial matter as chasing your wife will definitely not be difficult for you...... But you have to take it easy, your broken heart can't afford to toss now......"

Outside the hospital building.

Fang Ye hid around the corner and saw the long and cold black figure walking out of the door.

Under the steps outside the turnstile, a Bentley Mulsanne was parked, and the man got into the car with a tall body and long legs.

It wasn't until the black Musan slowly walked away that Fang Yeke came out of the corner of the dark place, came to the bus stop on the side of the road, and waited for the bus.

At 7 p.m., Fang Ye took a bus for an hour and a half to get off at the terminal in the suburbs, bought some food at a roadside stall, and hurried to a small kindergarten.

Because she earns little money and has to support her son, she can only rent a slum and send her children to the cheapest kindergarten.

Fortunately, the kindergarten is privately owned, and it can be taken care of by working overtime or something.

Halfway through the distance, a familiar and immature laughter came from not far away, and in the dimmed light, a large and a small one came over.

In the dim light of the street lamp, the man's long and handsome figure paused in front of her: "The kindergarten custodian aunt has something to do today, and you can't get through on the phone, so you called me." ”

Fang Yike then remembered that the phone was placed on the table outside when he delivered coffee in the afternoon, and it must have been called by the man for more than two hours, and he hurriedly put the phone in his bag when he got off work and didn't look at it.

"I'm a little busy in the afternoon, I guess I didn't hear it, Qingchuan, I'm sorry for you. ”

"You're welcome, I'm actually here to eat. ”

Fang can also: "......"

Amused by Luo Qingchuan's serious appearance, this man is her only friend here and her benefactor, when she came to this strange city alone while pregnant, if it weren't for his kind help, I am afraid that the baby would have been dead at the time of birth, and there would be no her today, and in order for the child to go to kindergarten, he didn't even mind temporarily leaving the child's household registration in his name.

She also understands that a man will not be good to a woman for no reason, but her heart is full of holes, and she can't hold those seemingly beautiful things related to love.

"Okay, no problem, as long as you, the president who is used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, don't dislike my cooking skills. ”

Then leaned over and looked at her son, who was already tall enough to the crook of her legs: "Baby, I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, it's my mother's fault." ”

The little guy shook his head, and his little face with clear eyebrows was calm: "It's okay, Mom, I'm brave and not in a hurry." ”

Fang Yeke's heart was sour, and he hugged the child into his arms.

No child is premature by nature, perhaps because he knows that he is different from other children in the family, and the little one is very sensible.

Back at the rental house, Fang Ye politely invited Luo Qingchuan to sit down, turned on the second-hand TV he bought for hundreds of yuan for the child, and then walked into the kitchen with the dishes.

The room is small, with a total space of less than thirty square meters, and there is almost no distance between the living room and the kitchen, Luo Qingchuan sat on the chair, looked at the figure of the woman who was busy in the kitchen with an apron, and seemed to ask casually: "Is it smooth to work in the clinic?"