After several heavy rains in a row, the temperature plummeted, and the light and gloomy atmosphere of autumn gradually replaced the freshness and brightness of summer, and the air was already faintly cool in October.

A novel scheduled to be published early next month is approaching its deadline, but the manuscript has disappeared along with the author himself. Liang Qiao bombarded various social software for several days, and there was no news from the author Yu Xiaochu. She even took a half-day off from the editor-in-chief, and found their home according to the address she filled in when signing the contract, but it was a villa community with strict security, and she was stopped at the entrance of the community.

In the end, there was really no way, Liang Qiao directly touched her husband's company, and finally successfully blocked the little downstairs who had been in arrears for more than two months and came to deliver food to her husband!

This little smashed her real name Yu Er, pen name Yu Xiaochu, her popularity is not high, but the front line of dragging the manuscript is very long. She herself is a broad wife, and her family is wealthy, not to mention anything else, there is a more than 30-storey Yu building in the CBD area, which is their home.

So writing is just a ticket for her, and she doesn't care about the manuscript fee, but only a little interest in writing, and a lot of free time for housewives.

Speaking of which, I have to mention that this Mrs. Kuo's cooking skills are very good, and the delicious cans of beef sauce in Liang Qiao's house are from her.

Liang Qiao spent an afternoon with her, accompanied the little ancestor who wanted to change his image in the shopping mall, and recommended two barber shops and beauty clubs with a good reputation, and finally exchanged for a sentence of "guarantee to deliver the manuscript before the end of the month".

Before leaving, Liang Qiao snatched her precious necklace as collateral. The necklace was not very valuable, but it seemed to be very meaningful to Yu Er, and she sent her the half-filled final draft in less than two days, trying to exchange it for the necklace.

The reason why she didn't finish the ending once was because she was a little hesitant about the final destination of the protagonist.

Liang Qiao asked her to come out the next day to talk in detail, and according to the previous style and story direction, he gave his own opinions after analysis, and mixed a meal by the way.

Yu Er invited guests, and Liang Qiao unceremoniously picked a very famous official dish. This one tastes very good, and the price is also very expensive, she and Fei Fei have been thinking about it for a long time, but they have not been willing to eat it.

After talking about business, Liang Qiao was relieved, and when he was immersed in eating, he thought of Fei Fei, who was eating a boxed lunch in the company at the moment, and couldn't bear it for a while, so he took a few photos to share with her.

Fifi:!!! Slut, you actually eat alone behind my back! [EXPLETIVE]

Da Qiao: I don't know what to do, I made your dream come true for you, and you should thank me.

Fifi:? What dreams?

Da Qiao: Tan's official cuisine [smile]

Fifi:!!! You can eat alone, forget it! It's still my favorite! Don't take me with you! The boat of friendship is really capsized! [Goodbye] [Goodbye] [Goodbye]

Fei Fei: My heart is bleeding from every bite you take, do you feel it? [Kitchen knife]

Fei Fei: One day husband and wife, you actually treat me like this...... You scumbag!

Fifi: I don't have to come back at night, I'll lock the door [goodbye]

Da Qiao: Don't be like this, baby, next time Dad brings you over to eat, it's a big deal, let's only order one dish→_→

Then WeChat prompted: The message has been sent, but it was rejected by the other party.

Liang Qiao: "......"

It's over, it seems to have gotten rid of it......

I was thinking about bringing her something delicious to apologize for a while, when I suddenly heard a female voice behind me who could get tired of death: "Oh, you are so annoying, people looked at it twice, and they didn't say anything, you can eat this vinegar too!" ”

Liang Qiao trembled with disgust, glanced back, and saw a woman with long chestnut hair, wearing a red tight-fitting dress, black stockings, and a stiletto heel of more than 10 centimeters on her feet.

The person is quite beautiful, if you ignore her deliberately snorting voice and the posture that most of her body is attached to the man.

The man next to her was quite tall, and Liang Qiao's gaze swept over his face, and then moved away calmly.

"Yuer?" Unexpectedly, it was still an acquaintance, and the woman came up to greet the man affectionately, "What a coincidence, I actually met you here." I haven't seen you in years, how are you doing? ”

Yu Er's expression was not quite right, I don't know why her face, which was still very ruddy, suddenly turned a little pale, her lips moved, and she pulled out a slightly embarrassed smile: "It's good." ”

"Yes. I'm so lucky to hear you're married. Feng Miaomiao's smile became a little weird, it looked quite like mockery, and what she said was inexplicable. She grabbed the arm of the man next to her and smiled sweetly, "Let me introduce you, this is my fiancé Guan Heng, we are about to get married, and I invite you to come and drink the wedding wine when the time comes." ”

At an angle she couldn't see, Guan Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, glanced at her, and quickly retracted it, and stretched out his hand gracefully: "Miss Yu, hello." ”

Yu Er replied hello without being salty, ignoring his outstretched hand.

Guan Heng smiled, took it back indifferently, and put it in his pocket.

Liang Qiao seemed to be ignored, and she didn't care about it, and continued to eat the vegetables one bite at a time.

"Congratulations." Yuer said to them.

Feng Miao raised her chin, and her expression was undisguised to show off: "Thank you, we are very happy." ”

Liang Qiao pursed his lips and secretly made a "snake spirit disease" mouth shape to Yu Er. On the other side, Yu Er almost couldn't hold back his laughter, but his expression finally eased a little, and he learned Feng Miaomiao's mocking tone just now, and replied: "Yes, you are also lucky." ”

Feng Miaomiao snorted, grabbed Guan Heng's arm and walked away.

Liang Qiao gestured a middle finger at her back, and coincidentally, Guan Heng just turned around at that moment and caught it. Liang Qiao was not half embarrassed when he was caught, and raised his middle finger higher with disdain.

The corners of Guan Heng's mouth twitched, as if he was smiling, and his eyes looked at her with deep meaning.

When he was about to eat, Liang Qiao went to the bathroom, washed his hands after going to the toilet, and habitually shook the water on his hands when he came out.

"Tsk......" A man's voice suddenly sounded, and in the corridor where the lights were not very bright, the tall man leaned idly against the dark patterned wall, his hands in his trouser pockets, his chin slightly raised, and he stared at her with arrogant eyes, "It's really not su." ”

Liang Qiao glanced at him, the corners of his mouth tugged very lightly, ignored him, and went straight past him.

Guan Heng stretched out his long legs, blocking her way, and asked in a very bad tone, "Deaf?" Shall I speak to you, and I can't hear you? ”

Liang Qiao glanced down at the leg he was blocking in front of his leg, straight and slender, and turned his head to look at him again: "Which one are you?" ”

"......" Guan Heng's eyes narrowed, and two cold lights burst out from the bottom of his eyes, "You don't remember me so soon?" ”

"I remember." Liang Qiao was very calm, "So what?" ”

Her answer made Guan Heng very unhappy, straightened up, bowed his head slightly, and glared at her with displeasure in his eyes: "Remember this reaction?" ”

Looking at each other at such a close distance again, Liang Qiao suddenly realized that the gradual forgetfulness of nearly a month before was like a joke, and she was obviously very impressed by this face. Handsome and handsome appearance, unruly and sharp eyes, and an intimidating oppressive aura around him...... It all seems familiar.

His backlit eyes were extraordinarily deep, like a vast sea, which seemed to be quiet and waveless, but what kind of whirlpools and turbulence were hidden under the dark surface.

Liang Qiao rarely weakens her momentum when she looks at people for a long time, and her eyelids seem to tremble in the next second, she lowers her eyelids in time and blinks.

But she seemed to be very unconvinced to lose in such a confrontation, and the next second she suddenly leaned forward and pressed his chest to push him against the wall, and she also stuck to it, and the distance between the two was almost zero.

Guan Heng looked like he was as immobile as a mountain, his two hands were still in his pockets, leaning back against the wall with her strength, his eyelids drooping slightly, looking at her quietly, and there was an unknown love in his eyes.

Under the palm of your hand is the delicate fabric of the shirt, and through a thin layer of cloth, you can still feel the texture and heat of the muscles underneath. Liang Qiao looked at his very white fingers on the black shirt and shook his head briefly.

I really want to pinch it, how to break it!

Before her brain could respond to the question, her fingers had already reacted spontaneously. Then there was a contemptuous sneer from the man overhead: "It's the first time I've seen a woman like you." ”

Liang Qiao: "......"

After 0.01 seconds of embarrassment, Liang Qiao raised his eyelids to look into his eyes, and slowly hooked the corners of his mouth, "I've seen a lot of scummy men like you." ”

As he spoke, he pinched his fingers a little harder, and then raised his hand at the moment when Guan Heng's eyes narrowed again, and in turn slowly wiped the back of his hand on it.

Guan Heng didn't react again, looked down at the shirt she used to wipe her hands, and when she looked up again, she found that the woman had quickly pulled away, walked a few steps away, and waved her hand at him without looking back.

You don't have to look at her face to imagine how proud she is now.