Chapter 90: Don't bother with it
Yang Anan looked at her suddenly falling into deep thought, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and was about to ask her what was wrong, but Bei Xiaorou picked up the mobile phone on the side and dialed, she could only shut up. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
When the phone rang, Zhuo Yuanhang's Ferrari had been parked in front of the cake shop for a while.
These days, Pei Xiaorou's mobile phone is always turned off, and the cake shop has not been opened, Zhuo Yuanhang can't find her, and in a state of anxiety, he hires a private detective to find her whereabouts.
When he learned where she went, looking at the photo of her and Lei Ziqian hugging each other tightly in the heavy rain attached to the report, Zhuo Yuanhang only felt a bitterness in his heart.
The photo that came later was that the two went to the airport as usual, knowing that she was finally coming back, Zhuo Yuanhang removed the detective. Even if she was unwilling to choose Lei Ziqian, although he was disappointed and angry, he still refused to give up, couldn't restrain the longing in his heart, and immediately drove to the cake shop.
Looking at the cake shop with fixed eyes, he watched Pei Minghui send Yu Tezhu out, the mobile phone rang, he took the phone casually, but he was slightly stunned when he glanced at the caller ID on it, a bright light burst out in his eyes, and he pressed the answer button and called in a deep voice: "Xiaorou!" ”
At the other end, the woman's soft voice sounded in his ears, and Zhuo Yuanhang felt that a wandering heart with no place to return finally landed peacefully, "Brother Zhuo, I'm sorry to worry you, I'll ...... back"
"You wait for me!"
Before she could finish speaking, Zhuo Yuanhang interrupted her, and after hanging up the phone, a gentle smile appeared on Junyi's face, he pushed the car door and got out of the car, and walked straight towards Pei Minghui, who was about to close the store door.
In the living room, Bei Xiaorou looked at the phone that was hung up in a blink of an eye, blinked lightly, and looked at Yang An'an's inquiring eyes, she also looked puzzled.
Following behind Pei Minghui, Zhuo Yuanhang, who stepped on the second floor for the first time, saw the figure sitting with his back to the staircase on the sofa in the living room at a glance, the corners of his lips were lightly raised, his eyes were soft, and he strode past Pei Minghui and walked directly towards the woman.
Hearing the footsteps, Pei Xiaorou and Yang Anan turned their eyes at the same time, and when they saw that it was Zhuo Yuanhang, they were both stunned.
And Zhuo Yuanhang, who was getting closer and closer, saw the injury on Bei Xiaorou's foot, his face changed suddenly, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his face was distressed. Walked quickly over to her and crouched down, his eyes anxiously sweeping over her injured right ankle, "How did it hurt?" Have you seen a doctor? Is it serious? ”
I didn't expect him to come so soon, Bei Xiaorou, who came back to her senses, saw him so worried, her heart warmed, and she smiled at him, "It's not a big deal, Ziqian has already taken me to the doctor, don't worry." ”
Yang An'an, who was sitting on the side in a daze, stood up at this time, pulled away Pei Minghui, who still wanted to get closer, and walked towards the kitchen, and the mother of pearl, who was busy with the nurses, couldn't help but look at them suspiciously.
Yang Anan stretched out his finger and pointed to the living room, and said to the mother of pearl in a low voice: "Mr. Zhuo, who fought last time, is here." ”
Mother of pearl was slightly stunned, and quietly came out to look at the situation in the living room, and after a slight groan, she turned back to the kitchen, and motioned for them not to go out and disturb for now.
She is confident that her daughter will handle the relationship issues.
And when Zhuo Yuanhang heard her calling Lei Ziqian so affectionately, his face darkened slightly, and then he raised his eyes to look at her quietly, and a faint light flashed in his eyes, "You ......"
Bei Xiaorou bit her lip lightly, nodded slightly shyly, and her eyes were filled with sweetness and joy that could not be hidden, "Brother Zhuo, we have explained all the misunderstandings clearly. ”
Zhuo Yuanhang lowered his eyes to cover the disappointment in his eyes, got up and sat on the sofa beside her, and when he raised his eyes again, his face had returned to normal, he pursed his lips and looked at her with a cautious expression, "Can you make sure that the same misunderstanding will not occur again next time?" This time, it was Shen Mushi's methods that were too inadequate, so I could easily find out, and what happened to the woman who brought him that night, do you know? ”
Bei Xiaorou's face suddenly froze, and her eyes were full of confusion when she looked at him, because she was sad about the breakup these days, she hadn't thought about what was going on in the hotel that night.
Seeing her expression, Zhuo Yuanhang knew that she didn't know the truth of that night, and he didn't care whether Lei Ziqian deliberately concealed it, or if it was too late to say, he told Shen Mushi how he got his mobile phone to send a text message.
After he finished speaking, Bei Xiaorou's face turned slightly pale, and her eyes were full of disbelief and consternation. She didn't expect Shen Mushi to do such a thing to wronged her, and when she thought of Shu Manxue, her face stiffened, and her mind echoed her sworn words outside the Lei Mansion, and her heart was even tighter.
On the other side, Lei Ziqian, who left from Lei Zhai, was worried about the injured Pei Xiaorou, and directly asked the driver to drive the car back to the cake shop, and when he saw the familiar Ferrari parked on the side of the road, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp light burst out in his eyes.
In the living room on the second floor, Bei Xiaorou was still dazed and surprised to hear the truth of the facts, seeing her so shocked look, Zhuo Yuanhang knew that she needed time to digest these dirty things, but she still promised in a deep voice: "Shen Mushi dares to frame you like this, I will not let her go." ”
As soon as Lei Ziqian stepped up to the second floor, he heard Zhuo Yuanhang's words, his handsome face sank suddenly, he walked towards the two of them, accompanied by the sound of steady footsteps, his cold noise was like a hammer and pressed towards Zhuo Yuanhang, "I will deal with Shen Mushi's matter, don't worry about Mr. Lao Zhuo!" ”
Zhuo Yuanhang looked sideways at the man who walked to Bei Xiaorou and sat down, their eyes met in the air, each other's eyes were undisguised hostile, and there was a faint sound of sparks in the air.
Bei Xiaorou turned her head to look at the man sitting beside her, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and with a nervous mood, she asked softly the doubts in her heart, "Did you happen to be there that night, or?" ”
Her voice interrupted the two men's gaze, and they both turned their eyes to her at the same time.
Lei Ziqian's eyebrows moved slightly, understanding her unfinished words, originally he didn't tell her just because he didn't want her to know these dirty things, so he was sad, but at this time, seeing that she already knew, he no longer hid it, and told the truth under her inquiring eyes, "It's Schumanxue." ”
Bei Xiaorou's face turned pale, her eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief, she couldn't tell what was happening in her heart, she lowered her eyes, and the hands in front of her were gently twisted uneasily.
Seeing this, Lei Ziqian reached out to cover her hand, frowned lightly, and a murderous aura flashed in his dark eyes, "Don't worry, I'll deal with this." ”
Bei Xiaorou was slightly stunned, raised her eyes to look at him, and obviously felt the gloomy aura emanating from him, she looked at him quietly, sighed silently after a while, and shook her head gently, "The matter has passed, forget it, let's explain the misunderstanding clearly, right?!" ”
Lei Ziqian pursed his lips and looked at her, his cold and solemn expression declaring that he would not give up easily. (To be continued.) )