, I think Miss Tang should still be in China. ”

This news, Steward Meng's instinct, is not good news for the young master, but it is not bad news either.

"What did Qiao's company say?" He asked in a low voice.

Steward Meng hesitated, as if he didn't know how to speak.

Gu Jin looked at him indifferently, his cold gaze was like a sword blade piercing people's hearts with a chill.

Steward Meng's heart trembled violently, but he quickly stabilized his mind and said respectfully: "Qiao's company is there...... They said Miss Tang had left her job. ”

Steward Meng only hoped that the young master might be able to die when he heard the news.

The sun shines through the window on his face, but it doesn't shine into his heart.

His pupils narrowed, and he was as deep as the Dead Sea.

Steward Meng stood straight, but a cold sweat oozed from his back.

He sat quietly on the sofa, without saying a word, his whole body exuded a cold breath, and the cold silence in his deep eyes seemed to be burning continuously, but it was covered by the cold surface, just waiting for an appropriate time to erupt.

Such a young master looks indifferent, but at the same time dangerous!

"Get out!"

Steward Meng bowed and retreated, leaving the silence to the young master.

She's gone! To escape him! I gave up everything!

The curvature of the corners of his mouth was bitter and cold, the green tendons on his fists were constantly twitching, his brows were smiling dangerously, but his eyes were cold.

Gu Jin told himself that he would definitely find her, even if he searched all over the world, he would find her, and then imprisoned her fiercely by his side, even if he used the chains, he would not let go of her again, never!

in the People's Hospital.

There was not a hint of wind, and the leaves outside the window did not move.

The air was hot and humid, and only the sound of knowledge could be heard.

In the 'VIP' ward.

A series of loud bombardments.

"Anze, what the hell is going on with you, I said it all in vain that day, right?"

Zhou Zimo, who learned that An Ze was hospitalized, came in a hurry, and his expression was the same as eating a ** bag, and he was very angry.

An Ze looked at him like this, and said lightly: "This is the hospital, Zhou Zimo, please put away your male duck voice, I need to be quiet." ”

Hearing such words, Zhou Zimo directly exploded with full firepower.

"You need to be quiet, if you weren't lying on the hospital bed now, Lao Tzu would have woken you up, look at your current embarrassment, it's really a waste of Lao Tzu's education for so many years!"

An Ze was helpless and said funny: "Zhou Zimo, can you be a little more funny!" ”

Someone's thunderous appearance is completely similar in front of An Ze, a clown is talking and laughing to himself, very funny.

"Damn, let me tell you Anze, you can be so majestic in front of me, and when you get to the little angel, you are like a rabbit, and you don't dare to say anything, right?"

Zhou Zimo knows An Ze very well, and this sentence hits An Ze's heart.

An Ze was speechless, and lost verbally to Zhou Zimo for the first time.

Looking at An Ze's appearance, Zhou Zimo was a little troubled, and asked awkwardly, "Has the little angel come to see you?" ”

The eyelashes drooped, covering the cold eyes that were eclipsed by these words, and An Ze was quieter.

When he woke up in the hospital bed yesterday, everyone told him that she didn't show up, but he didn't believe it, even if she didn't love him, she wouldn't stop coming to see him, but the truth was so cruel, he looked forward to a night, disappointed a night, and laughed at himself for a night.

"Anze, how long are you going to deceive yourself?" Zhou Zimo had already guessed the result, so he spoke angrily.

yes, how long is he going to deceive himself?

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