; The next morning.

Su Qiao woke up, and she saw a faint halo under her eyes in the mirror, which was evidence of lack of sleep.

Picking up a handful of cold water and throwing it on her face, after a brief wash, she took her jeans and shirt from the suitcase, took a leather band at the head of the bed, tied her hair and squeezed her foot into the pair of ked canvas shoes, and then bit a piece of toast in her mouth and went out.

When Su Qiao arrived at Mu's house, Mu's father and mother went to work, and only Mu An'an, who opened the door with the head of the chicken nest, was left in the house.

"I haven't even called you yet, so I'll let the man prepare."

“”

Su Qian didn't bother to talk to her: "I'll take the rest of the luggage." ”

Su Qiao lived in the Mu family for the first few days after returning to China, and although Mu Anan repeatedly kept her parents, she moved out immediately after finding a house online.

Mu An'an and Su Qiao met when they were in college abroad, after graduation, Mu An'an returned to China for development, and Su Qian stayed in the UK, when everyone thought that Su Qiao did not return to China to study for a master's degree, only Mu Anan knew that Su Qiao was because of a person.

After returning to China for two years, she once asked about the man when she was talking to Su Qiao on the phone, but there was silence on the other end of the phone, even breathing.

After a long time, Su Qiao's calm voice came: "He's married." ”

He was married, but the bride was not her.

This may be the cruelest thing in the world, but it is as light as she said.

Thinking of the military order that the editor-in-chief forced himself to set up two days ago, Mu Anan lay down, hugged the plush toy and began to complain: "I work overtime until the early hours of the morning every day, and weekends are no exception. To put it mildly, if I were Lu Jingshen, I would not take care of such an unknown third-rate newspaper. ”

Su Qiao stuffed several sets of pajamas into the trolley suitcase, and when she turned around, she saw magazines and newspapers spread out half of the bed.

Mu An'an, who was unkempt, was holding up a copy of the latest issue of G magazine, and wailed loudly: "It's all Lu Jingshen's world, and now it's full of Lu Jingshen."

"Is it so serious" Su Qiao sat down on the edge of the bed and took an old newspaper in her hand.

"Yes"

Mu An sat up and complained to Su Qiao about the unspeakable crimes of her boss, the divorced old woman Alina.

"Let's just say that when I was interning, a reporter from Xinrui Daily photographed Lu Jingshen having dinner with supermodel Zhou Shina, and she called me in the middle of the night to ask why I didn't go to squat, why I didn't know that Lu Jingshen was eating with Zhou Shina. I have a text, and I don't have Shi Zai, do I still have to carry the SLR to track Lu Jingshen every day, and then say that Lu Jingshen, the president of the dignified Dingsheng Group, why should I tell me his itinerary?"

Su Qiao had already roughly looked at those newspapers and periodicals, all of which were news or interviews related to Lu Jingshen.

However, she didn't find any photos of Lu Jingshen himself, and only saw a blurry photo in the entertainment gossip section, which was from the previous two years.

In the photo, there is a man and a woman, the two have just come out of the hotel, the woman's long hair is flowing, she is wearing slim shorts, her body is hot and slender, as for the man, you can only see a tall silhouette, a black suit and a white shirt, even if you can't see your face clearly, you can feel the restrained and calm aura of the man