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Qiao Weihuan hung up the phone in a hurry.

The Maybach, which was several times better than her car, quickly caught up and was level with her car in the blink of an eye.

The co-pilot's dark window slowly lowered, and He Zhengxiao's deep eyes swept over her crumbling car due to too fast speed, "Stop." ”

The wind was so strong, but his cold voice didn't even dare to block the wind, and she listened to it impartially.

Qiao Weihuan couldn't bear to look at it and tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

The howling cold wind curled the long hair, the hair loop broke overwhelmedly, and the seaweed-like hair fluttered messily for a while, blocking the view impartially. Qiao Weihuan's heart sank, he raised his hand to close it, and the other hand holding the steering wheel did not stabilize the fluttering steering wheel, and the car moving forward at high speed immediately shook.

I can't say a word, I have to ridicule each other when I say it, and now I am joking with my life?

Qiao Weihuan controlled the direction in fear, carefully clicked the brake on his toes, and listened to He Zhengxiao's cold voice: "Qiao Weihuan, I said the last time, stop." ”

is so fierce, what are you doing when she catches up, is she scared......

Qiao Weihuan held the steering wheel firmly, didn't dare to look away, just shouted: "You go back, don't follow me!" ”

Then he raised the window, stepped on the accelerator instead, and the sudden acceleration caused the car to stumble and rush out like an arrow off the string.

In the obscure Maybach, He Zhengxiao's pure white gloves are particularly eye-catching, and his long fingers are unhurriedly rolled up on his cuffs.

Qiao Weihuan was quite sure of her driving skills, but the Maybach accelerated in vain, and the horsepower engine roared, instantly overtaking her car, followed by the sound of sharp tires rubbing against the ground, and the Maybach was right in front of her, domineering and neatly across the body.

Again!

Does he want to die?!

Qiao Weihuan stopped his heartbeat suddenly, slammed the brakes to the end, and watched the car be thrown far forward by inertia, narrowing the distance between the two cars little by little, and narrowly stopping a few meters away from the Maybach.

After the car window was completely lowered, He Zhengxiao did not move, and his dark eyes fell on her heavily.

It seems to contain ups and downs, and it also seems to carry the vast world, all-encompassing, silent.

Qiao Weihuan has never understood it, and now she has no time to experience it again.

The road was wide and flat, with sparse traffic, and the audacity of the two cars still affected the cars behind, and the cautious drivers stopped far away and honked their horns at the two cars in the middle of the road.

"I'm scared to death, can't you leave?"

Qiao Weihuan leaned on the seat in shock and gasped, watching He Zhengxiao unbuckle his seat belt, as if he was about to get out of the car. She took a few deep breaths, then stepped on the accelerator again, and the car crossed the double yellow line in the open, and sped away.

He Zhengxiao stepped on the cold and hard ground with one foot, looking at the exhaust that had not dissipated for a long time, and was almost laughed at by her.

Run, run, run, where can she run?

He Zhengxiao took out his mobile phone from his pocket and confessed in a low voice: "Go directly to her apartment." ”

Over there, Qiao Weihuan drove the car far away, and only then did she dare to look at the rearview mirror, but she didn't see the Maybach, she breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back on the seat tiredly, and slowed down.

The back of his hand wiped the cold sweat from the tip of his nose, and Qiao Weihuan took the path home.

Finally drove the car to the apartment building, Qiao Weihuan quickly got out of the car, closed the car door with a "clang", and hurriedly walked towards the building. Feeling as if someone was coming towards her, she raised her eyes and paused in her footsteps.

Moxilin strode down the steps, looking at her with good purpose. Seeing that her face was a little pale, her hair was messy, and her expression didn't look like something was wrong, half of his anxiety dissipated, and he asked her in a low voice: "The phone is so urgent, I thought something was wrong with you...... What happened to you just now? Doesn't speak in the right voice, what's wrong? ”

Qiao Wei Huanzai carefully observed Mo Xilin's micro-expression, and his eyebrows gradually calmed down.

“…… When we arrived, Mosilyn was downstairs from Madame's apartment. Madame did not go upstairs when she returned, but said a few words to Moxilin, and then he and Madame ...... Hugged together. ”

On the phone, the man in the suit suppressed a lot of anger and told what he saw, and then he lost his voice, waiting for his husband's instructions.

This kind of thing is unbearable for everyone, Mr. It's better for them to get out of the car and beat up the surnamed Mo!

However, there was no sound on the other end of the phone, and the man in the suit looked at the screen suspiciously, and then the communication page was broken.

He Zhengxiao put down his mobile phone, held the steering wheel with one hand, his slender arm rested on the window frame, and his loose neckline was agitated by the cold wind.

Suddenly, a little snow white blew into the carriage, swirled slowly, landed on the swinging neckline, and soon disappeared again.

The man stopped the car, his upper body leaned on the back of the seat, he closed his eyes, and his heroic face was completely hidden in the gloom of the carriage.

……

"I'm fine."

Qiao Weihuan put his hands in the pockets of his coat, took a step back without a trace, and distanced himself from Mo Xilin, "Mo Xilin, I always thought that I shouldn't be too hypocritical, but now I may have to say so." ”

Moxi's heart moved, pursed his lips, and lowered his half-raised arm, "What's wrong?" ”

Qiao Weihuan looked at him quietly, "Let's not see each other in the future." ”

She has always felt that the ex should not appear in her private life, and the work relationship is different. Deliberately avoided before, but later there were all kinds of things, plus Mo Xilin joined the foundation, the two of them are considered a working relationship, and the contact will inevitably increase, and no matter how they avoid it, they can't avoid it.

However, He Zhengxiao ......

People who don't mind at all, the self-esteem of big men also makes him unable to turn a blind eye.

When I think of He Zhengxiao, a deep sense of powerlessness will spring up in my body, both for him and for myself.

Qiao Weihuan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his chaotic thoughts quickly calmed down.

On the other side, Moxilin stood silently in place, only he knew how stiff his body was now.

There was a loud "boom" in the chest, and the sky did not collapse, but directly disappeared.

But she was very sensible and understood why she would say such a thing.

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Okay." ”

Qiao Weihuan lowered his eyes and whispered, "You go back and pay attention to safety." ”

“…… Good. ”

Seeing that Mo Xilin's footsteps moved slightly, as if he shook slightly to stabilize his body, Qiao Weihuan turned his head and raised his feet to go up the steps.

The moment he staggered, Mo Xilin vigorously grabbed Qiao Weihuan's arm. The moment she was stunned, she was hugged fiercely. Qiao Weihuan's heart sank, and she raised her hand to push him, but the big hands on her waist and back pressed down very hard, so that she couldn't even move.

The deliberately suppressed emotions were unrestrained and swept in frenzy, engulfing Moxilin's perception like a tsunami. He lowered his head, his handsome, youthful face buried in her hair, along with her reddened eyes.

A thousand words were blocked in her throat, and in the end, she could only call her hoarsely: "Qiao Weihuan." ”

Two years of getting along with each other, a plausible marriage contract, until now, there is really nothing to talk about.

After a short hug, Moxi let go of Qiao Weihuan and looked at her with deep eyes, "I'll go back." ”

Qiao Weihuan took a few steps back, looked at him for a while, didn't say anything, nodded, turned around and left.

But Mo Xilin always stood in place, watching her thin back go up the steps, then open the door and enter the elevator.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the hard elevator wall, and he looked inside as she pressed the floors as usual......

Moxie hunched up and raised his hand to knock on his chest, where there was a dense and turbulent pain, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

If at the beginning, he could distinguish between liking and missing, they might have been married, and they might have lived an uneventful and fulfilling life. She is still an actor, with her stubbornness, she is escorted by him and Mo. Two people may also quarrel and quarrel awkwardly, but in the end it is not a big deal.

It's not like now, it ended up going a separate way.

You can't even say "goodbye".

City B, which has four distinct seasons, is always hazy today. Heavy dark clouds swirled around the dome, and in the end it was unwilling to be lonely to sprinkle the first snow. Dense snowflakes flutter through the murky air of the city, gently caressing the treetops and grass tips.

Qiao Weihuan took off her coat, the window was embedded in the gap, and she was refreshed by the snowflakes that rushed in her face, and she couldn't help but sneeze and close the window.

On the dusty glass window, her thin shadow is reflected in the void.

Qiao Weihuan raised his hand to touch the shadow, and on the thin white ring finger, the vicissitudes of the opal stared quietly.

After standing for a while, she turned around and walked to the coffee table in the living room, picked up her mobile phone, and called Fu Minglang, "Help me book a ticket back to Manchester." ”

Fu Minglang asked in surprise: "Sister, do you want to go back?" Didn't you meet up with Chairman Chen? ”

"Don't touch it, I can say what I need to say on the phone, and I'll leave the rest to you and Fang Shuyu. If you have a problem, try not to go to Moxilin, if he wants to quit, he doesn't have to push. ”

“…… Yes? ”

Fu Minglang paused, understood, and asked instead: "Sister, when will you go back and help you book a ticket for the morning or afternoon?" ”

"Tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Weihuan got up and rummaged through her bag, only to remember that her documents were in another bag. I stayed at He Zhengxiao's before, put it with him, and forgot about it when I left.

…… Just finished the quarrel, and the quarrel is still like this, how can we meet calmly now?

Qiao Weihuan had no choice but to call Uncle Zhong, but he couldn't get through, and Uncle Zhong turned off his phone. There was no way, Qiao Weihuan called the landline.

It was Aunt Zhang who answered the phone.

"Aunt Zhang, I'm Qiao Weihuan, is Uncle Zhong here?"

"Madam, Mr. Zhong is gone."

Qiao Weihuan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Gone?" ”

Not out, but gone?

Mr. and Mrs. quarreled, Aunt Zhang listened to the maid whisper in private, and she was a little cautious when she spoke: "Yes, Madam, Mr. is leaving for Manchester today, and Mr. Zhong is also going back together, and he should be on the plane now." ”

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

Qiao Weihuan hung up the phone in a hurry.

The Maybach, which was several times better than her car, quickly caught up and was level with her car in the blink of an eye.

The co-pilot's dark window slowly lowered, and He Zhengxiao's deep eyes swept over her crumbling car due to too fast speed, "Stop." ”

The wind was so strong, but his cold voice didn't even dare to block the wind, and she listened to it impartially.

Qiao Weihuan couldn't bear to look at it and tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

The howling cold wind curled the long hair, the hair loop broke overwhelmedly, and the seaweed-like hair fluttered messily for a while, blocking the view impartially. Qiao Weihuan's heart sank, he raised his hand to close it, and the other hand holding the steering wheel did not stabilize the fluttering steering wheel, and the car moving forward at high speed immediately shook.

I can't say a word, I have to ridicule each other when I say it, and now I am joking with my life?

Qiao Weihuan controlled the direction in fear, carefully clicked the brake on his toes, and listened to He Zhengxiao's cold voice: "Qiao Weihuan, I said the last time, stop." ”

is so fierce, what are you doing when she catches up, is she scared......

Qiao Weihuan held the steering wheel firmly, didn't dare to look away, just shouted: "You go back, don't follow me!" ”

Then he raised the window, stepped on the accelerator instead, and the sudden acceleration caused the car to stumble and rush out like an arrow off the string.

In the obscure Maybach, He Zhengxiao's pure white gloves are particularly eye-catching, and his long fingers are unhurriedly rolled up on his cuffs.

Qiao Weihuan was quite sure of her driving skills, but the Maybach accelerated in vain, and the horsepower engine roared, instantly overtaking her car, followed by the sound of sharp tires rubbing against the ground, and the Maybach was right in front of her, domineering and neatly across the body.

Again!

Does he want to die?!

Qiao Weihuan stopped his heartbeat suddenly, slammed the brakes to the end, and watched the car be thrown far forward by inertia, narrowing the distance between the two cars little by little, and narrowly stopping a few meters away from the Maybach.

After the car window was completely lowered, He Zhengxiao did not move, and his dark eyes fell on her heavily.

It seems to contain ups and downs, and it also seems to carry the vast world, all-encompassing, silent.

Qiao Weihuan has never understood it, and now she has no time to experience it again.

The road was wide and flat, with sparse traffic, and the audacity of the two cars still affected the cars behind, and the cautious drivers stopped far away and honked their horns at the two cars in the middle of the road.

"I'm scared to death, can't you leave?"

Qiao Weihuan leaned on the seat in shock and gasped, watching He Zhengxiao unbuckle his seat belt, as if he was about to get out of the car. She took a few deep breaths, then stepped on the accelerator again, and the car crossed the double yellow line in the open, and sped away.

He Zhengxiao stepped on the cold and hard ground with one foot, looking at the exhaust that had not dissipated for a long time, and was almost laughed at by her.

Run, run, run, where can she run?

He Zhengxiao took out his mobile phone from his pocket and confessed in a low voice: "Go directly to her apartment." ”

Over there, Qiao Weihuan drove the car far away, and only then did she dare to look at the rearview mirror, but she didn't see the Maybach, she breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back on the seat tiredly, and slowed down.

The back of his hand wiped the cold sweat from the tip of his nose, and Qiao Weihuan took the path home.

Finally drove the car to the apartment building, Qiao Weihuan quickly got out of the car, closed the car door with a "clang", and hurriedly walked towards the building. Feeling as if someone was coming towards her, she raised her eyes and paused in her footsteps.

Moxilin strode down the steps, looking at her with good purpose. Seeing that her face was a little pale, her hair was messy, and her expression didn't look like something was wrong, half of his anxiety dissipated, and he asked her in a low voice: "The phone is so urgent, I thought something was wrong with you...... What happened to you just now? Doesn't speak in the right voice, what's wrong? ”

Qiao Wei Huanzai carefully observed Mo Xilin's micro-expression, and his eyebrows gradually calmed down.

“…… When we arrived, Mosilyn was downstairs from Madame's apartment. Madame did not go upstairs when she returned, but said a few words to Moxilin, and then he and Madame ...... Hugged together. ”

On the phone, the man in the suit suppressed a lot of anger and told what he saw, and then he lost his voice, waiting for his husband's instructions.

This kind of thing is unbearable for everyone, Mr. It's better for them to get out of the car and beat up the surnamed Mo!

However, there was no sound on the other end of the phone, and the man in the suit looked at the screen suspiciously, and then the communication page was broken.

He Zhengxiao put down his mobile phone, held the steering wheel with one hand, his slender arm rested on the window frame, and his loose neckline was agitated by the cold wind.

Suddenly, a little snow white blew into the carriage, swirled slowly, landed on the swinging neckline, and soon disappeared again.

The man stopped the car, his upper body leaned on the back of the seat, he closed his eyes, and his heroic face was completely hidden in the gloom of the carriage.

……

"I'm fine."

Qiao Weihuan put his hands in the pockets of his coat, took a step back without a trace, and distanced himself from Mo Xilin, "Mo Xilin, I always thought that I shouldn't be too hypocritical, but now I may have to say so." ”

Moxi's heart moved, pursed his lips, and lowered his half-raised arm, "What's wrong?" ”

Qiao Weihuan looked at him quietly, "Let's not see each other in the future." ”

She has always felt that the ex should not appear in her private life, and the work relationship is different. Deliberately avoided before, but later there were all kinds of things, plus Mo Xilin joined the foundation, the two of them are considered a working relationship, and the contact will inevitably increase, and no matter how they avoid it, they can't avoid it.

However, He Zhengxiao ......

People who don't mind at all, the self-esteem of big men also makes him unable to turn a blind eye.

When I think of He Zhengxiao, a deep sense of powerlessness will spring up in my body, both for him and for myself.

Qiao Weihuan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his chaotic thoughts quickly calmed down.

On the other side, Moxilin stood silently in place, only he knew how stiff his body was now.

There was a loud "boom" in the chest, and the sky did not collapse, but directly disappeared.

But she was very sensible and understood why she would say such a thing.

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Okay." ”

Qiao Weihuan lowered his eyes and whispered, "You go back and pay attention to safety." ”

“…… Good. ”

Seeing that Mo Xilin's footsteps moved slightly, as if he shook slightly to stabilize his body, Qiao Weihuan turned his head and raised his feet to go up the steps.

The moment he staggered, Mo Xilin vigorously grabbed Qiao Weihuan's arm. The moment she was stunned, she was hugged fiercely. Qiao Weihuan's heart sank, and she raised her hand to push him, but the big hands on her waist and back pressed down very hard, so that she couldn't even move.

The deliberately suppressed emotions were unrestrained and swept in frenzy, engulfing Moxilin's perception like a tsunami. He lowered his head, his handsome, youthful face buried in her hair, along with her reddened eyes.

A thousand words were blocked in her throat, and in the end, she could only call her hoarsely: "Qiao Weihuan." ”

Two years of getting along with each other, a plausible marriage contract, until now, there is really nothing to talk about.

After a short hug, Moxi let go of Qiao Weihuan and looked at her with deep eyes, "I'll go back." ”

Qiao Weihuan took a few steps back, looked at him for a while, didn't say anything, nodded, turned around and left.

But Mo Xilin always stood in place, watching her thin back go up the steps, then open the door and enter the elevator.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the hard elevator wall, and he looked inside as she pressed the floors as usual......

Moxie hunched up and raised his hand to knock on his chest, where there was a dense and turbulent pain, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

If at the beginning, he could distinguish between liking and missing, they might have been married, and they might have lived an uneventful and fulfilling life. She is still an actor, with her stubbornness, she is escorted by him and Mo. Two people may also quarrel and quarrel awkwardly, but in the end it is not a big deal.

It's not like now, it ended up going a separate way.

You can't even say "goodbye".

City B, which has four distinct seasons, is always hazy today. Heavy dark clouds swirled around the dome, and in the end it was unwilling to be lonely to sprinkle the first snow. Dense snowflakes flutter through the murky air of the city, gently caressing the treetops and grass tips.

Qiao Weihuan took off her coat, the window was embedded in the gap, and she was refreshed by the snowflakes that rushed in her face, and she couldn't help but sneeze and close the window.

On the dusty glass window, her thin shadow is reflected in the void.

Qiao Weihuan raised his hand to touch the shadow, and on the thin white ring finger, the vicissitudes of the opal stared quietly.

After standing for a while, she turned around and walked to the coffee table in the living room, picked up her mobile phone, and called Fu Minglang, "Help me book a ticket back to Manchester." ”

Fu Minglang asked in surprise: "Sister, do you want to go back?" Didn't you meet up with Chairman Chen? ”

"Don't touch it, I can say what I need to say on the phone, and I'll leave the rest to you and Fang Shuyu. If you have a problem, try not to go to Moxilin, if he wants to quit, he doesn't have to push. ”

“…… Yes? ”

Fu Minglang paused, understood, and asked instead: "Sister, when will you go back and help you book a ticket for the morning or afternoon?" ”

"Tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Weihuan got up and rummaged through her bag, only to remember that her documents were in another bag. I stayed at He Zhengxiao's before, put it with him, and forgot about it when I left.

…… Just finished the quarrel, and the quarrel is still like this, how can we meet calmly now?

Qiao Weihuan had no choice but to call Uncle Zhong, but he couldn't get through, and Uncle Zhong turned off his phone. There was no way, Qiao Weihuan called the landline.

It was Aunt Zhang who answered the phone.

"Aunt Zhang, I'm Qiao Weihuan, is Uncle Zhong here?"

"Madam, Mr. Zhong is gone."

Qiao Weihuan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Gone?" ”

Not out, but gone?

Mr. and Mrs. quarreled, Aunt Zhang listened to the maid whisper in private, and she was a little cautious when she spoke: "Yes, Madam, Mr. is leaving for Manchester today, and Mr. Zhong is also going back together, and he should be on the plane now." ”

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