The faint yellow light sprinkled on the man's broad shoulders, the angular face looked soft at this time, the already handsome facial features were even more charming, and the light was reflected in the dark eyes, shining like a starlight. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sitting opposite her, Lei Ziqian looked at her lightly, with one hand on the table, and the other hand lightly lifted on the back of the chair, with a lazy and casual posture.

Her chest tightened slightly, Bei Xiaorou lowered her eyes, and the dazzling red book on the table came into her eyes, she bit her lip, took a deep breath, raised her head and looked directly at him, and pushed the red book on the table in front of him.

Raising her eyebrows slightly, her black eyes turned suddenly heavy after seeing the words on the book, and her sharp eyes shot straight at her: "What do you mean?" ”

Bei Xiaorou's heart trembled slightly, her hands under the table were quietly clenched, and she pursed her lips, "Thank you for helping me pay my medical bills, I can't pay off the money I owe you in a short time, I think about it, I can only pay you this store as a debt, please accept it." ”

The clear water eyes looked at him with sincerity, and his tone was extremely sincere, but he didn't know that the man's anger suddenly rose because of her alienated words, his face became more and more calm, his eyes were burning with anger, but the tone of his mouth was cold: "Bei Xiaorou, take back the things while I am still willing to talk to you properly!" ”

The warning in the man's words was strong, Bei Xiaorou's face turned a little pale, and she felt a tingling pain in her heart, but she bit her lip stubbornly, and her eyes remained firm: "Thank you for your help all the time." ”

Lei Ziqian stood up suddenly, gritted his teeth and glared at her, the anger around his body made the air suffocate, and his face was as cold as frost, and he was cold.

A car suddenly drove through the street, and the blinding lights on the front of the car swept past the two of them, and it was fleeting.

Lei Ziqian suddenly reached out and picked up the property right certificate on the table, his eyes full of anger were deep and shining, with a sense of oppression that could not be ignored, and his cold and hard tone echoed in the silent store: "I will fulfill you." But remember, the cake shop is still open and not allowed to close without my permission! ”

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Bei Xiaorou looked up at him in a daze. He turned sideways, a faint yellow light streaming down the back of his head, his face hidden in the light, and she could only see the corners of his lips pursed tightly.

Lei Ziqian didn't turn his head to look at her again, leaving this sentence and striding out directly, and the tall figure quickly disappeared by the door.

Suddenly came back to her senses, Bei Xiaorou hurriedly got up and chased after her, the man had already sat in the car, and the low sound of the car starting sounded in the quiet night.

"Mr. Ray!"

Lei Ziqian turned his head to look at her, the anger surging in his black eyes seemed to be able to burn people, and his face was tense, making his whole person even more cold.

The next moment, the sports car drove away like an arrow.

Bei Xiaorou stood in place, looking at the direction of the sports car in a daze, where the car was no longer visible, only the street lamps in the distance faintly had some halos.

The heavy disappointment and anger on the man's face stabbed her when he finally turned his head, and he reached out to cover his ever-tightening chest, and her face turned pale, only to feel that her heart was heavy, uncomfortable and sour.

Turning around and walking slowly back to the store, she leaned weakly against the door, her hands clutching the corners of her clothes, tears rolling in her eyes, and the next moment, dripping down.

Slowly crouched down, buried her head in her lap, the faint yellow light cast on her, and only the soft sobs echoed in the quiet store.

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The long aisle was quiet, except for the occasional person in a surgical gown, the white walls, the plain door closed, and the three large characters in the operation illuminated by the red light above were dazzling.

Opposite the operating room, Pei Minghui stood against the wall, his eyes staring straight at the door, slightly uneasy. On the bench next to him, Yang Anan and Pei Xiaorou sat side by side, their hands holding each other tightly, and their faces were a little worried.

When Song Weize arrived, the operation had been going on for a while, he first passed by Pei Minghui's side, patted him on the shoulder, and then walked to Bei Xiaorou's side, looked at her slightly haggard face, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and reached out to rub her head: "Don't worry, it will be fine." ”

Bei Xiaorou looked up at him, barely showed a light smile, and the hand that shook hands with Yang Anan tightened again. For those who wait, every minute and second is long and torturous.

When the lights on the door of the operating room were finally extinguished, several people's faces lit up, and they hurriedly rushed to the doctors who walked out of the operating room, their faces full of anticipation. The doctor took off his mask, and the operation was successful, so that they finally breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but hug each other and smile happily.

After Song Weize thanked the doctor, he looked back at them with a smile on his lips. Bei Xiaorou's eyes were slightly watery, her eyes were bright and clear, and she looked at him gratefully.

With a slight movement in his heart, he reached out and gently hugged her into his arms, patting her shoulder and back with his big hand, soothing her overly excited emotions. Bei Xiaorou closed her eyes lightly, and the tears of joy finally slipped down, leaning on his chest, sobbing softly.

The man who walked around the corner, when he saw this scene, suddenly stopped, looked at the two embracing each other with dark eyes, and the petite woman leaned on the man's arms relaxed and dependent. His face turned cold, his eyes were sharply fixed on Song Weize's hands holding her, his lips pursed, and he turned away suddenly.

Yang An'an on the side looked at the two people hugging each other, his eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly saw a majestic figure out of the corner of his eye. She was slightly stunned, then looked at it but there was no one in sight, thought for a while, walked to Bei Xiaorou's side, and pulled her sleeve, "I seem to have seen the boss just now." ”

Bei Xiaorou raised her eyes to look at her, abruptly left Song Weize's arms, and hurriedly ran forward. Looking at her figure running farther and farther, Song Weize pursed his lips, his eyes slightly darkened.

Bei Xiaorou, who took the elevator to the hospital parking lot, looked around anxiously with her eyes, and finally saw the familiar tall figure, she hurriedly ran over and pulled his sleeve from behind.

Lei Ziqian turned around, and when he saw that it was her, his dark eyes were slightly surprised, but he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Panting slightly, Bei Xiaorou looked up at him, but her heart was slightly cold because of the cold color on his face, thinking that he was still angry about the events of that night, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Seeing that she was silent for a long time, Lei Ziqian's face turned colder again, his big hand stretched out, brushed away her hand holding the cuffs, and turned around and walked to the car parked on the side.

Bei Xiaorou was stunned for a moment, hurriedly walked to the car window, looked at the man's cold and hard face, her heart was slightly astringent, and she raised her lips and said, "My mother's operation was very successful, thank you!"

The man turned his head sideways, looked at her darkly, did not reply a word, and then started the car and left.

Bei Xiaorou froze in place, biting her lip, her face was slightly pale, and she looked at the direction where the car disappeared in a daze, with a trace of loneliness in her eyes.