Chapter X

Yes, where did he come from, and he sent it inexplicably, although Ouyang Xichen said that his behavior was arrogant and domineering, but he was quite friendly to himself, Wuyi suppressed his inexplicable feelings, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I was a little out of shape just now, thank you for your concern, you don't have to send it, there is a stop sign in front, I'll go first." โ€

Ouyang Xichen didn't let go of the hand holding the martial arts, and looked at her with blazing eyes, "You just reject the care of your friends?" Refusing help from friends? Why not accept it? โ€

yes, why?

Receiving help makes people dependent, and if you are dependent, you want to rely on.

She's just used to being alone, living alone, facing alone, facing everything.

This kind of care outside of her friends left her at a loss and left her at a loss as to what to do.

Ouyang Xichen saw that Wu Yi was silent, his expression was a little at a loss, or should he say that he was deep thinking, but he felt a trace of sadness in her expression.

Ouyang Xichen held Wuyi's hand and came to the car door, asked her to sit in it first, and then sat up and closed the car door, signaling the driver to drive.

Seeing that the driver didn't move, he couldn't help frowning and said quietly: "Drive." โ€

The driver came back to his senses and said, "Wellใ€ใ€ใ€ good." โ€

This is his president, right?

The president's expression just now was so shocking that he couldn't believe it.

The president has always been a businesslike person to women, with few other expressions, but he is gentle and gentle with this martial art, and he takes care of it carefully.

Yes, it is to take care of it, it feels like a jewel in the palm of your hand, it seems that the president is tempted by this martial art, which is a happy thing.

Should I report this to my wife?

The wife was heartbroken about the marriage of the president's son.

No matter how entangled the driver was, the car drove forward as usual, Ouyang Xichen looked at the martial arts that had recovered his expression, and asked with concern: "Are your hands okay?" Do you really not have to go to the hospital? โ€

Wu Yi smiled slightly, "It's just a small injury, there is medicine at home, thank you." โ€

Ouyang Xichen frowned slightly, detached and helpless from the politeness of martial arts, "Where are you going?" Wu Yi looked up at Ouyang Xichen suspiciously, and asked, "

What the?

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Ouyang Xichen leaned back lazily and spoke casually, "I said, send you home, you always tell me where your house is, right?"

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"Libei Road, Libei Community.

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"Did you hear that?

Ah Chi.

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Ouyang Xichen asked.

"I hear you, President.

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The driver's loud answer startled Wu Yi, she looked at Ouyang Xichen, and wondered how loud this driver was.

Ouyang Xichen glared at Ah Zhi and explained to Wu Yi: "His name is Ah Zhi, and he used to be a soldier, so he is used to speaking loudly.

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Wu Yi nodded and didn't speak, turned his head to look at the night scene outside the car window, the illuminated street lamps were shaken a little bit, like a marquee, shining and dazzling, making people yearn for it, feeling that there is a better scenery waiting for you behind, and want to go on all the time.

When he arrived at the gate of the community, Wuyi got out of the car and looked at Ouyang Xichen who came over, "Thank you,"

Ouyang Xichen stretched out his hand, "Take out your phone."

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"What are you doing with your phone?

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Wu Yi asked and took out the phone.

Ouyang Xichen took the mobile phone in Wuyi's hand, dialed his number, and when his mobile phone rang, he returned the mobile phone to Wuyi.

Wu Yi glared at Ouyang Xichen angrily, "Why are you like this?"

It's so arrogant, it's my phone.

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As he spoke, he had to delete his number.

Ouyang Xichen pressed her hand, "It's just a number, why are you in such a hurry to delete it?"

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Wu Yi ignored him and continued to press the phone in his hand.

Ouyang Xichen raised his eyebrows and said provocatively: "Are you afraid of me?

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"Why should I be afraid of you?

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"I have a car, a house, wealth and beauty, and you're afraid that you'll fall in love with me if you have too much contact with me, aren't you?

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Ouyang Xichen looked at the martial arts, his eyes bright and deep.

After hearing his words, the corners of Wu Yi's mouth curled, and then extended to his eyes, and even his eyes were smiling, and the whole person looked flying and dazzling.

Wu Yi smiled and thanked sincerely: "Thank you."

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Seeing the smile of the martial arts, Ouyang Xichen relaxed his expression, "It can be regarded as a smile, and it is not in vain that I boast about it, but to be honest, my conditions are not bad, as a dating partner, you might as well consider it."

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"As friends, you can have fellowship, and you don't have to associate with them.

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Wu Yi waved his hand and walked towards the community.

"Why?

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Ouyang Xichen asked loudly in the back.

"Because I'm celibate.

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Back in the villa, Ouyang Xichen instructed Ah Zhi before getting out of the car: "Let Qiangzi check the martial arts, the more detailed the better, remember not to let the martial arts know, give me the news at noon tomorrow."

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Hadron is a veteran, the head of the secret door he cultivated, black and white, and this kind of checking news is a piece of cake for Hadron to check the news.

After taking a bath, Ouyang Xichen unusually did not read the company's report, but came to the bedroom to lie on the bed, thinking of martial arts.

She didn't care about her injured hand, she ignored the words that ridiculed her, she spoke of her mother's blandness when she was in a car accident, and she was alienated from those who cared about her.

What kind of upbringing made her such a character?

Treat people refreshingly and sunny, and be bland and alienated from those who are close to her, like a silkworm chrysalis, wrapping herself tightly in it, beware of harm from the outside world, or afraid that you will be hurt?

The mobile phone rang at this time, Ouyang Xichen picked up the phone and saw that it was Cheng Yu's number, "Is there something wrong with calling at this time?"

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"It's okay, see if you're back?

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Ouyang Xichen sat up, "You don't come, I don't know you yet, let's say, what's the matter?"

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The other party was silent for a while, "That martial art, are you serious?"

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Ouyang Xichen stood up, walked back and forth and asked in surprise, "What do you mean, don't you think what you said is a bit abnormal?"

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"Do you think she's familiar?

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"What the hell are you trying to say?

I don't understand what you mean.

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Cheng Yu sat on the sofa in the living room, holding a cigarette in his hand, and said contemplatively: "As soon as I saw Wuyi today, I felt that she had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and I didn't suddenly realize that she looked like my mother, her eyebrows, eyes, and mouth, especially her eyes, were particularly similar, don't you think?"

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"I see you're looking for your sister's demon, right?

Who knows what a newborn baby will look like when it grows up.

Besides, it's been more than 20 years, don't you want to give up looking for her?

You were only a few years old at the time, even if you were wrong, it was enough to search for more than 20 years, don't let her affect your life anymore.

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Ouyang Xichen couldn't bear to persuade Cheng Yu.

A mistake, the director is living in guilt and self-blame, whose fault is it.