Chu Shaochen turned around slowly, Mu Xiao's haggard little face was shrouded in faint light and shadow, and the wind from the skylight blew her slender hair dancing messily.

He stared at her intently for a moment, and the corners of his beautiful mouth were slightly hooked:

"Stuffy? Accompany me to the roof for a walk? ”

"Hmm."

Mu Xiao smiled shallowly, Chu Shaochen's broad palm stretched over, held her cold little hand in the palm of his hand, and walked towards the door side by side with her under the gaze of the people around him.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the door, a slender figure ran through the hallway.

"Shao Chen, where are you going?"

Chu Xiaoran blocked in front of Chu Shaochen, and she looked up at Chu Shaochen's extremely handsome face up with her fair melon seed face:

"Sister Rong Rong asked me to bring you a message, you come here."

"Huh?"

Chu Shaochen's face was slightly surprised, his tall body bowed slightly, and he lowered his shoulders to the level of Chu Xiaoran.

"Sister Rong Rong said......" Chu Xiaoran glanced at Mu Xiao, who was standing on Chu Shaochen's right hand, she stood on tiptoe, her sexy/sensual cherry red lips covered Chu Shaochen's left ear, and the words behind her were suppressed very low by her.

When he heard Chu Xiaoran's words, Chu Shaochen's expression changed significantly, his thick black eyebrows frowned, and his indifferent eyebrows were dyed with a thick feeling:

"Where is she?!"

“……”

In the next second, when Chu Xiaoran whispered the location in his ear, Chu Shaochen let go of Mu Xiao's hand, opened his long legs, and walked towards the depths of the corridor with a solemn face.

Mu Xiao stood still, with the residual warmth left by his palm on the back of her hand, she looked at Chu Shaochen's back faintly, and a trace of coolness appeared silently in her cold eyes.

"Mu Xiao, do you still think that my Brother Shao Chen is good to you from the bottom of my heart?"

Chu Xiaoran walked in front of Mu Xiao, her snow-white little face raised slightly, and the corners of her good-looking mouth hooked up a sarcastic smile:

"You just saw it, as long as I mention Sister Rong Rong, Shao Chen will immediately abandon you, in his eyes, you and Sister Rong Rong are not comparable at all."

"Mu Xiao, you are just Shao Chen's doll, when he has nothing to do, when he is in a good mood, he will take you over and coax you, once he has something to do, he will not hesitate to abandon you."

"Mu Xiao, don't take yourself too seriously, in our Chu family, you are nothing."

After saying this, Chu Xiaoran turned around and walked towards the direction of the elevator entrance.

Mu Xiao stood quietly in the distance, from beginning to end, she just looked at Chu Xiaoran lightly and didn't say a word.

It's not that there are no words to refute.

It's just that I suddenly feel that what Chu Xiaoran said is the truth, and there is no need to refute it.

What else?

Chu Shaochen abandoned her for An Yarong, this is a sure fact.

Her dignity had been trampled on the ground the moment Chu Shaochen turned around, no matter how hard she tried to save some face for herself, she was the one who lost.

The well-dressed man and woman walked slowly in front of Mu Xiao, she stood in the brilliant lights and shadows by the wall and lost her mind for a long time, and finally took another step and walked to the top of the building alone.

"Chen, do you know why I'm here? I'm not for Aunt Yan, not for Xiaoran, but for you. ”

"I heard that there was a bidding meeting here, and I knew you would definitely come, so I put down everything and rushed here, I just asked to see you, but seeing you and Mu Xiao together, my heart was like a knife."

An Yarong stood behind Chu Shaochen, she looked up at his tall figure, and her beautiful eyes were shining with crystal ripples.

Chu Shaochen turned his back to An Yarong, he raised his head slightly to look at the starry night sky, the bright stars reflected on his clear face, and the inexplicable love was condensed and entangled in his dark eyes like thick ink.

"Shao Chen, I love you, no matter how good a man is, he can't replace your place in my heart."

"However, you heard that you Xiaoran said that you actually want to leave all your careers in S City, and you want to take Mu Xiao to other places......

"Why? Shao Chen, why did you abandon me like this? Shao Chen, I can't be with you, I'd rather die. ”

An Yarong's affectionate voice followed the wind and clearly sounded in Chu Shaochen's ears.

His dark eyes were condensed, he took a deep breath, and the corners of his beautiful mouth pulled up a resolute lip line:

"I owe you, I will try to compensate you, what you want, as long as I can afford it, I will give it to you. But I can't give up Xiaoxiao, to you, if I fail you, I will fail you, and I will never let her down again! ”

"An Yarong, I have already made it very clear, if you really want to die, I, Chu Shaochen, will never stop you."

“……”

An Yarong's heart seemed to be stabbed severely, her delicate body trembled violently, she bit her lip hard, and her clenched ten fingers sank deep into the tender flesh of her palm:

"Okay, Chu Shaochen, since you want me to die, then I'll die for you!"

She turned and walked towards the most dangerous place on the edge of the roof:

"Chu Shaochen, when I lost our child, I was already worse than dead, and now since you don't even care about my life or death, I will jump from here now."

As the words fell, her front feet stretched out downwards and she jumped off the building.

At this moment, a large and powerful hand was holding her slender arm behind her back at the moment.

"If you want to die, don't die in front of me!"

Chu Shaochen grabbed An Yarong's snow-white lotus root arm hard, his five fingers sank into her soft flesh, his face was black, and the painful love pierced his eyes like needles:

"I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore, even if you die in another place, there are only two of us here, and I won't sit idly by."

"You're lying!"

An Yarong looked up at him, crystal tears rolled down in her eyes like pearls, she grabbed Chu Shaochen's left hand with her small hand, covered her soft abdomen, and murmured softly:

"Deep, I know you can't let go of me, I once conceived your child in my belly, you owe me, you must pay me back in this life."

Chu Shaochen's eyebrows were locked deeper, and in the dim light, his tall body could be vaguely seen trembling faintly.

"Shao Chen, I am your woman, I have given you all my beauty, are you really willing to let me be touched by other men again?"

"Shen, you take me away, don't torture yourself like this anymore."

"Deep, you take me away, I don't want to go on like this with you, I just want you, woo woo woo ......"

An Yarong hugged Chu Shaochen, buried her beautiful little face in Chu Shaochen's chest, and whimpered in pain.

Chu Shaochen stood in place with a solemn expression, as if there was an endless cold current in his body impacting him, and his gaze gradually dissipated in the headwind.

Mu Xiao stood on the last step of the stairs leading to the top of the building, and not far away, the figures of Chu Shaochen and An Yarong hugging each other cut her eyes like blades.

She stood stunned, the violent cold wind from the top floor hitting her haggard face like a slap.

"Chu ......"

The corners of her mouth were furled, but after only one word, the name was unable to continue.

She smiled self-deprecatingly, turned slowly, and walked back down the steps step by step.

The corridor was calm, but there was still a fierce cold wind blowing behind her, and the endless cold kept drilling into her thin body like frost.

The banquet hall was still brightly lit and singing and dancing.

Mu Xiao returned to his original seat, the delicacies of the mountains and seas on the table were still steaming, and the precious red wine that had been sealed for a hundred years in the crystal cup exuded a rich and mellow aroma.

She picked up the crystal cup and slowly drank a glass of wine.

She held her chin in her left hand, held chopsticks in her right hand, casually pinched the dishes on the plate, staring blankly in the unknown direction, and there were only countless desolation ripples in her cool eyes.

"Waiter, help bring this drink to the young lady."

The thin woman sitting in the corner raised her soft little hand and put a drink on the waiter's tray, she raised her slender finger to the direction where Mu Xiao was.

"But, miss, we don't allow that here."

"I'm her good friend, I want to surprise her......" Zhang Hanyu took out two hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and stuffed them into the waiter's pocket:

"Handsome guy, help?"

The waiter was a little stunned, he looked around, saw that no one was paying attention, carefully pushed the two hundred yuan bill into the depths of his pocket, and nodded:

"Yes, I can help you, but if your friend wants to ask who is helping her, how shall I answer?"

"My name is Song Jingyan, if she asks, just say my name."

Song Jingyan?

How does it look like a man's name?

The waiter glanced at Zhang Hanyu in surprise, didn't ask any more questions, and walked towards the table where Mu Xiao was with the cup.

"Miss, your drink." The waiter walked over and placed the drink on the tray on Mu Xiao's right hand.

He stood on the side, and was about to ask Mu Xiao who helped her order the drink when he reported the name "Song Jingyan", clinker, she didn't look up at him, she took the cup in a trance and drank it in a small sip.

The waiter secretly breathed a sigh of relief and retreated quietly.

Zhang Hanyu, who was not far away, stared at Mu Xiao for a moment, and when she found that Mu Xiao had drunk all the drinks, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

She snapped her fingers and muttered to herself outside the window:

"Rong Rong, it's done, you must come on to drag Shao Chen down."

……

Mu Xiao sat alone for a while, and suddenly felt that his body was very hot.

She came to the sink in the bathroom in a trance, held the cold water in both hands, and poured it on her hot face nearly ten times.

However, it didn't work.

Her face was still very hot, and there seemed to be a fire burning in her body, and the burning sensation of having nowhere to vent made her tremble all over, and thin layers of hot sweat oozed from her forehead and palms.

She propped her hands on the light-filled sink, and her image was clearly reflected in the mirror directly opposite:

At this moment, her eyes were miserable, her cheeks were red, and because she had just lowered her head when she had just washed her face, the large black strands that had been behind her ears hung down to her cheeks, and because of the water on them, they were wrapped in her crimson little face like thick black seaweed.

In this way, she has no quiet and dull in the past, and she looks extraordinarily enchanting/charming