Mr. Cheng, in fact, I don't want to intercede for Xue Cheng. Xiang Xiaoyuan hesitated for a long time, but decided to speak first.

I know there was a misunderstanding between you, and it's hard to clarify it now. I only know a lot of things, so I can't tell who's right and who's wrong. But I believe that you will never fall out with Xue Cheng just to monopolize the company, you must have your hardships and compelling reasons. Maybe you can't explain it to me right now, but I'll wait until the day you can tell me.

Cheng Hao's brain suddenly went blank, and it took him a long time to feel a warm current surging into his eyes, and his eyes were suddenly blurred. His heart slowly floated up from the valley floor with the warm ocean current, and his whole body was as light as dust.

He couldn't imagine how much courage Xiao Yuan had to say this.

After Tang Yuan's death, he knew that many things could no longer be clarified in this life, and what Xiao Yuan said might never be able to wait. He didn't know what Xue Cheng said to Xiao Yuan, but he could feel her inner struggle, and these words were just looking for an excuse with no excuses. She still chooses to believe in herself, even if the world is completely different from herself.

He put down his chopsticks, subconsciously licked his dry lips, tried his best to calm his emotions, and then slowly stood up.

He didn't dare to look back, fearing that if he turned around, his emotions would get out of control. It's not that he hasn't lost control in the face of Xiaoyuan, it's just that he doesn't want to be at this time today.

Seeing Cheng Hao walk out of the restaurant expressionless and without saying a word, Xiang Xiaoyuan stuck his head deep under the table like a child who had done something wrong, and trembled like a chick.

She didn't know what kind of waves her words set off in Cheng Hao's heart, what kind of mountains and tsunamis it was, but she thought in a daze and sadness that she had said the wrong thing again.

Xiang Xiaoyuan struggled in the kitchen for a long time before coming out, she lowered her head and rowed behind Cheng Hao like a fish slipping away, but she didn't want to be caught by Cheng Hao.

After such a long time, he was finally able to say words that could not express his state of mind at all.

There may be no words in the world that can express his feelings, and in the end it can only be turned into this simple and plain thank you.

How many times, when he felt that he couldn't hold on, he would think of her, and he would believe that God had never abandoned him - the appearance of her in his life was the greatest luck in his life.

Finally hearing him speak, Xiao Yuan raised his head, his eyes bent into a crescent moon again, and then nodded slightly.

In fact, what she said just now was not easy at all. Once upon a time, she thought that she would always be together, but now she has to fight to the death for her interests, and she has finally come to a desperate situation in the face of Cheng Hao and Xue Cheng.

All the reason and sanity that she once prided herself on had now become something difficult for her to face, and she could pretend to turn a blind eye to all the evidence, and she could turn a deaf ear to all the warnings.

As Zhong Yuan said, she now has no way out but to give herself to sensuality in a desperate way.

It's just because Cheng Hao buried his face in the palm of his hand at that time and said something to himself.

It seems that there is still the temperature of that time in the palm of her hand, and it is this little bit of temperature that makes her choose to believe him like a moth to a fire.

She believed in a blank and resolute heart, with a sad death.

But who is she now? She didn't dare to think about it, and she couldn't think about it anymore, so she could only continue to gamble and believe that her feelings were right.

In the evening of the next day, Cheng Hao came back followed by an old foreigner with brown and red hair.

He wore crisp trousers, a white shirt without a trace of wrinkles, and a blazer on his arm that didn't fit the season. Seeing Xiang Xiaoyuan, he bowed very respectfully, and Xiaoyuan was so frightened that he hurriedly returned the salute and tried his best to bend his waist lower.

Let such an old gentleman give himself such a big gift, he will definitely lose his life.

Seeing Xiaoyuan's cramped appearance, Cheng Hao couldn't help laughing, and his smile was particularly warm.

Xiaoyuan, there are guests today, make something delicious. Cheng Hao smiled and whispered in her ear, his mint tobacco smell blowing on her earlobe, making her heart itch.

Xiang Xiaoyuan suddenly had an illusion, Cheng Hao is a little strange today, is this still the iceberg he knows?

Xiang Xiaoyuan didn't dare to say a word, and hurriedly ran into the kitchen, the doubts in his heart could only be stuffed back into his stomach, and he went to do his job first.

After eating, the two of them went directly into the study without even leaving time for Xiao Yuan to wonder, and they didn't give her any explanation.

Until now, she only knew that this old man was from France and was Cheng Hao's housekeeper in the French manor.

It was the first time she knew that Cheng Hao also had assets in France, and the number may be very large. As for why he came to China and what happened, she had absolutely no idea.

On the writing desk in the study, many documents were spread out in a mess, and Cheng Hao looked at them thoughtfully.

Have you decided, sir?, the butler asked cautiously in French.

How long will it take for these to be realized? Cheng Hao asked coldly.

The housekeeper thought about it and gave a conservative answer: it will take half a year at the earliest. Even if the real estate is taken over immediately, it will take two months just to carry out the formalities.

Cheng Hao was silent, although a series of real estate such as the castle manor and famous paintings under his name were priceless, the realization was not immediately realized. Don't say half a year, even half a month, he can't afford to wait.

The most feared thing about doing business is not that there is little capital, but that the capital chain is broken at a critical moment. He now has the feeling that he is going to starve to death while guarding the Golden Mountain.

Can the bank mortgage be faster? Cheng Hao said to himself.

He won't use them until he has to.

Mr. The housekeeper whispered again: If you want to use it, you and your wife need to sign at the same time.

Cheng Hao's heart was slightly shocked, this was the only requirement that Mademoiselle François wrote in her will back then.

He had never thought that he would use the asset, so he never thought that this request would become a threshold.

The housekeeper hung his hands and waited quietly for Cheng Hao's answer.

Let me think about it, Cheng Hao frowned and stopped talking.

It's not that he doesn't have a wife in his heart, on the contrary, he has always dreamed of a wife, a person he has always loved, he has always been afraid that she will leave suddenly, and he has always longed for her to marry him. But now that he had a good reason and a good opportunity, he hesitated.

Mr. Cheng, the guest room is cleaned up, if there is nothing to do, I will go back to the room.

Xiang Xiaoyuan gently pushed open the door of the study and whispered.

Cheng Hao nodded to the housekeeper as if he had woken up from a dream: You can rest first, it's too late today, let's talk about these things tomorrow.

Then he gestured to Xiaoyuan and motioned for her to come in.

In the study room, only the two of them were left facing each other, and in this auditorium-like space surrounded by dense books on high bookshelves, even breathing echoed.

Xiang Xiaoyuan looked at Cheng Hao's solemn face, and couldn't help but panic.

Cheng Hao stood up and slowly walked in front of Xiao Yuan.

Xiaoyuan, can you help me with something?

Xiang Xiaoyuan stared into his eyes: Can you tell me what is the matter?

Cheng Hao opened his mouth, this request really made it difficult for him to speak, he could only ask again: It's hard to say now, but can you help me?

Xiang Xiaoyuan was even more puzzled, looking at Cheng Hao's stumbling appearance, she could only ask again: What is the matter?

Cheng Hao grabbed Xiao Yuan's hand and asked more and more anxiously: Maybe you don't want to, you don't understand, but can you promise me Halfway through the words, he suddenly thought of something, and the whole person slowly cooled down and slowly let go of his hand.

Then without waiting for Xiao Yuan to speak, he returned to his room, leaving her alone in a stupid place.

Xiang Xiaoyuan stayed awake all night, tossing and turning all night.

Cheng Hao is really getting more and more strange, he doesn't say anything to himself, he has to say half of everything, and today he simply asked himself a clueless question.

But should I help him?

After thinking about it for a long time, she finally made up her mind and made an important decision.

After breakfast, Cheng Hao put on his coat and was about to go out with the housekeeper.

Xiang Xiaoyuan rushed to him with an arrow step, gritted his teeth and said categorically: I promise you, if I can help you, then everything is good, I promise!

Cheng Hao was taken aback by her sudden move, he looked at Xiao Yuan's clear and bright eyes, as soon as she said this, he was not too surprised.

However, my heart still couldn't stop trembling slightly.

I'm fine, I was just teasing you yesterday! Cheng Hao stroked her hair, wiped her shoulders and walked out the door.

Xiang Xiaoyuan couldn't come back to his senses like a fool, it turned out that he had been making himself amorous all along

The housekeeper looked at the figure in the rearview mirror who was getting farther and farther away from Xiaoyuan and couldn't help asking: Sir, why did you refuse?

Cheng Hao smiled and shook his head: It's nothing, I still have a lot of things to do now, let's talk about it later.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't.

If he'd been trading all his life, at least he wouldn't let her be a part of it.

In order to achieve his goal, he can exchange anything, and he will not hesitate to exchange his soul for the devil, but she can't.

Cheng Hao didn't want her life to be stained with dust, and he didn't want his love to be a sympathy, he felt that he should keep something pure, at least in the face of her, he felt that he was worthy of it.

If she only became her wife to help herself tide over the difficulties, the love of her dreams would become a complete blasphemy.

There will be a way, although time is really running out of people

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