Volume 1, Chapter 123: The Human Heart (2)
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The men in the suits methodically circled the rainbow in a circle.
The rainbow group was unaware of it, until the red hair hit a hard human wall, he raised his head, and the cold eye knife on the top of his head pierced through his sunglasses, sharply piercing his heavenly spirit cover, as if poking a hole there!
The rough big hand of the man in the suit put his shoulder on his shoulder, and his voice was deep and solemn, "Let go." β
The red hair snorted, and the hairy hand unconsciously let go, only to find that they were surrounded!
Lisi exhaled, quickly got behind the man in the suit, glanced left and right, and caught a glimpse of Qiao Weihuan standing out of the crowd.
Qiao Weihuan gestured again, and the man in the suit let go silently, but his footsteps didn't move, "Miss Qiao, what do you want to do?" β
"What to deal with?"
Qiao Weihuan glanced at the wilting rainbow group and smiled.
She's no longer the aggressive stupid X she was at the beginning.
"I'm sorry, my sister doesn't understand Chinese, so I'm causing you trouble."
The rainbow group looked at each other, and somehow, the woman blushed when she said it in a soft tone.
"You're welcome."
Qiao Weihuan didn't say a word, took Lisi's hand and left, "Do you still want to play?" β
"I don't want to."
Lisi's beautiful eyes fell on Qiao Weihuan's hand holding her, it was a different kind of white from her, the skin was like a fragile layer of white paper, with a transparent feeling soaked in water, and the blue-blue veins underneath were clearly visible.
She raised her eyes again.
Qiao Weihuan herself is not tall, her shoulders are slender, revealing the delicacy of an oriental woman. She was now walking in the afterglow of the earth, the cascading golden red stretching her shadow, and the eyes that looked ahead were calm and straight.
Feeling Lisi's gaze, Qiao Weihuan tilted her head slightly, feeling Lisi's watery eyes, like little black beans.
Qiao Weihuan endured and endured, but she couldn't help it, she was stunned when she was touched, and when she came back to her senses, she couldn't help laughing and holding Qiao Weihuan's arm.
Sending Lisi back to the embassy, the white Maybach was parked outside the embassy, and Uncle Zhong, who had been waiting for a long time next to the car, bowed down, "Miss Qiao." β
Qiao Wei let out a sigh of joy, thinking exhaustedly that he could finally go home. She sat down in the Maybach, and Lisi jumped over, "Butterfly, shall we come out and play next time?" β
Not good!
Qiao Weihuan: "...... Good. β
Lisi watched Maybach leave, then turned around, talking on the phone as she went, "Charlotte, she's not what you guessed. She's the one Art needs, and you're going to love her. β
β¦β¦
Qiao Weihuan thought that she could go home and sleep, but she didn't expect Uncle Zhong to drive the car to the racecourse.
Uncle Zhong pulled the car door and asked Qiao Weihuan to get out of the car, she silently leaned over to the other side, "Uncle Zhong, I'm a little tired and want to go back to rest, can you send me back?" β
Uncle Zhong was embarrassed and said, "Mr. Morris has repeatedly explained that you will be allowed to pass." β
Qiao Weihuan thought of Cui Chengchuan's scrutinizing eyes just now, and didn't really want to contact that person, "Can I refuse?" β
"The young master is also there."
I don't want to go even more.
ββ¦β¦ Can't help but go? β
Uncle Zhong sighed, "Miss Qiao, I also hope you can come over." β
At dusk, the horse farm is spectacular, and the sky and the stretch of the earth are majestic, blending together like glue.
Two black horses galloped in the color of fire, with a sturdy body and a sweaty long mane, full of strength and wild beauty.
The speed of the horse was so fast that the man on the horse's back bowed his body, almost clinging to the horse's back, and could not see his face clearly.
Qiao Weihuan saw that the two horses were about to gallop over, and leaned backwards with the wooden fence, slightly widening the distance.
The black horse neighed and approached, Qiao Weihuan felt that the person on the horse seemed to be distracted, his deep eyes swept slightly, and then skillfully manipulated the reins, and his big hands fell together, and he increased his speed resolutely.
The leading black horse raised its hooves, and the speed visible to the naked eye threw off the horse behind her, and by the way, she was covered in dust.
Qiao Weihuan: "......"
At that moment, she clearly saw He Zhengxiao's side face.
Qiao Weihuan raised his hand and fanned the ashes, turned around and asked Uncle Zhong, "...... What does he mean by that? β
Uncle Zhong's eyelids twitched, and after thinking about it, he still said, "The young master should be in a bad mood." β
Qiao Weihuan glanced at Uncle Zhong strangely, clapped his hands, turned his head and left.
He Zhengxiao is in a bad mood, he has a woolen relationship with her, and he wants to raise her gray? !
I went back the way I came, and through the hall, I happened to meet a group of people coming out. Qiao Weihuan didn't look carefully, half-lowered his head and continued to walk, and suddenly said behind him: "Qiao Weihuan? β
Qiao Weihuan paused and turned his head, "Such a coincidence." β
Mo Xilin waved his hand to several shareholders and asked them to go first, and then he stepped away with long legs, his thick eyebrows furrowed, "You can still ride a horse now?" β
"Nope." Qiao Weihuan didn't say much, and asked casually, "Are you going home?" β
"I was going to go back."
Mo Xilin's eyes wandered around the lobby without a trace, "I just finished talking to the shareholders, and I want to negotiate with you with some details." I just happened to bump into, let me tell you about it today? β
Qiao Weihuan was very painful and nodded.
When he arrived at the parking lot, Mo Xilin generously opened the car door, Qiao Weihuan got into Gust, and the men in the suits in the corners turned black into the bottom of the pot.
Someone rudely touched the phone, and finally stuffed it back into his pocket, "Mr. knows that Miss Qiao and the surname Mo are gone, maybe he will be angry." β
The man was kicked as usual, "What do you mean? It's definitely going to be! β
There was silence all around.
For a long time, I don't know who sighed.
"It's been a hard day."
I don't know why they, as guards, have an inexhaustible heart!
He was silent, when suddenly a phone call came in. The man in the suit glanced at the number, followed by a shock from the tiger's body, "Mr. Morris......"
In the racecourse, the two men gradually slowed down.
He Zhengxiao changed into a gentleman's black knight's uniform, the collar of his pure white shirt stood up heroically, his big hand grabbed the reins, and the black horse kicked and stopped. The heavy soles of his riding boots stepped on the stirrups and simply landed and dismounted.
Cui Chengchuan also got off the horse, he tilted his head back slightly, and raised his eyelids with a smile, "You're cool and cool, and she's here, so don't you run?" β
He Zheng took off his gloves gently, handed them to the administrator next to him, and stretched out his long legs coldly.
"Okay, you can tell her everything, lest the little butterfly guess, women like to be down-to-earthβ"
Cui Chengchuan rarely began to persuade people, and then he was keenly aware that the man beside him stopped. When he looked up, there was only Uncle Zhong with an indescribable expression left outside the wooden fence, where was there still the shadow of a little butterfly?
He Zhengxiao put it in his trouser pocket with one hand, and gently pinched the peak of his nose with the other hand.
If you don't force her, shrink up, and run if you force her, this temper ......
Cui Chengchuan also obeyed these two people, put his hands in his trouser pockets, took out his mobile phone and cigarette case, and made a phone call while knocking on the cigarette, "The matter here is almost over, if you grind it any longer, she will be like that, just say it directly...... Where's the little butterfly? β
originally planned to call Qiao Weihuan back, but after listening to the news over there, Cui Chengchuan raised his eyebrows and sneered. He hung up the phone, lit the fire lazily, and exhaled a straight cigarette, "Yate, Little Butterfly and the surname Mo went to the guild hall. I think you'll have to make up your mind to clean her up this time. "Otherwise, it will be heavenly!
He saw He Zhengxiao's gesture pause, the deep folds on his eyelids pressed down heavily, and he smiled slowly.
The deep meaning of the moodiness made the two horses raise their hooves uneasily.
β¦β¦
In the box on the fourth floor of the hall, Qiao Weihuan took the document handed over by Mo Xilin, opened it and looked at it, and followed the thin white finger to point somewhere, "Here?" Looks like you're trying to bargain somewhere else. Shareholder proposal? β
Moxien poured a glass of warm water and pushed it over, "I proposed." β
Qiao Weihuan looked at him with an undisguised look of surprise, "It's not your style, it wasn't a good talk last time, why did you suddenly put the line here?" β
Moxilin snatched the document from her hand, flipped through two pages, and handed it back again, "This is the main thing. β
Qiao Weihuan looked down, and Leng Buding heard the service bell ringing.
Mo Xilin withdrew his hand to ring the bell, "I can't finish talking for a while, call for something to eat." β
The dishes in this hall are doing well, Qiao Weihuan responded without any opinions, lowered his head and looked intently, and after a while, he heard Mo Xilin ask, "What do you want to eat?" β
Qiao Weihuan said a few names of the dishes in a casual manner, and when the dishes came up, she put down the documents and discussed with Mo Xi while eating.
After eating a meal, he said the same thing, Qiao Weihuan rubbed his sore waist, was so tired that he was in a coma, put his mobile phone in his bag, and said directly: "That's it, I'll go back first." β
The box here is too closed, and if you stay any longer, it's a bit out of shape.
However, Moxilin looked down at her watch and asked her, "There's a show here at seven o'clock, I just booked a spot, go over and have a look?" β
Qiao Weihuan put down her hand, raised her eyes, and said calmly: "I'll forget it, pregnant women can't sit for too long, you know." β
She couldn't understand what kind of thoughts Moxilin was thinking now, in short, it was better for them to avoid the ambiguity that might be caused.
Qiao Weihuan didn't drive, and Mo Xilin sent her back. She was tired from a day, and she was starting to get sleepy after eating something, and now a soothing piano song was playing in the car, and the slight bumps of the car made her sleepy.
Vaguely, she heard Moxilin ask her, "Where are you going?" β
Qiao Weihuan propped up her eyelids and replied vaguely: "Home." β
She was talking about He Zhengxiao, but Mo Xilin didn't know. He walked along the wide road, gently drove Gust towards Qiao Weihuan's apartment, and raised his hand to turn down the music.
At this time, Qiao Weihuan was really a little unable to hold on, her upper and lower eyelids fought violently, and she was so sleepy that tears were about to burst out.
"If you're sleepy, ...... first"
Just after eating, Mo Xilin found that Qiao Weihuan was not very energetic. He bowed his head slightly, and she was already asleep in her chair - her head tilted, hanging low. The long brown hair covers most of the cheeks, and the small half of the face is exposed, the eye sockets are very deep, there is a light blue under the eyes, and the fine eyelashes cannot be completely covered.
The sleeping person will not guard and observe, and Mo Xilin can no longer control the turbulence between his eyebrows, and his eyes look deeply at her sleeping face, as if he wants to carve her appearance into his bones.
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Remember for a second No pop-ups
The men in the suits methodically circled the rainbow in a circle.
The rainbow group was unaware of it, until the red hair hit a hard human wall, he raised his head, and the cold eye knife on the top of his head pierced through his sunglasses, sharply piercing his heavenly spirit cover, as if poking a hole there!
The rough big hand of the man in the suit put his shoulder on his shoulder, and his voice was deep and solemn, "Let go." β
The red hair snorted, and the hairy hand unconsciously let go, only to find that they were surrounded!
Lisi exhaled, quickly got behind the man in the suit, glanced left and right, and caught a glimpse of Qiao Weihuan standing out of the crowd.
Qiao Weihuan gestured again, and the man in the suit let go silently, but his footsteps didn't move, "Miss Qiao, what do you want to do?" β
"What to deal with?"
Qiao Weihuan glanced at the wilting rainbow group and smiled.
She's no longer the aggressive stupid X she was at the beginning.
"I'm sorry, my sister doesn't understand Chinese, so I'm causing you trouble."
The rainbow group looked at each other, and somehow, the woman blushed when she said it in a soft tone.
"You're welcome."
Qiao Weihuan didn't say a word, took Lisi's hand and left, "Do you still want to play?" β
"I don't want to."
Lisi's beautiful eyes fell on Qiao Weihuan's hand holding her, it was a different kind of white from her, the skin was like a fragile layer of white paper, with a transparent feeling soaked in water, and the blue-blue veins underneath were clearly visible.
She raised her eyes again.
Qiao Weihuan herself is not tall, her shoulders are slender, revealing the delicacy of an oriental woman. She was now walking in the afterglow of the earth, the cascading golden red stretching her shadow, and the eyes that looked ahead were calm and straight.
Feeling Lisi's gaze, Qiao Weihuan tilted her head slightly, feeling Lisi's watery eyes, like little black beans.
Qiao Weihuan endured and endured, but she couldn't help it, she was stunned when she was touched, and when she came back to her senses, she couldn't help laughing and holding Qiao Weihuan's arm.
Sending Lisi back to the embassy, the white Maybach was parked outside the embassy, and Uncle Zhong, who had been waiting for a long time next to the car, bowed down, "Miss Qiao." β
Qiao Wei let out a sigh of joy, thinking exhaustedly that he could finally go home. She sat down in the Maybach, and Lisi jumped over, "Butterfly, shall we come out and play next time?" β
Not good!
Qiao Weihuan: "...... Good. β
Lisi watched Maybach leave, then turned around, talking on the phone as she went, "Charlotte, she's not what you guessed. She's the one Art needs, and you're going to love her. β
β¦β¦
Qiao Weihuan thought that she could go home and sleep, but she didn't expect Uncle Zhong to drive the car to the racecourse.
Uncle Zhong pulled the car door and asked Qiao Weihuan to get out of the car, she silently leaned over to the other side, "Uncle Zhong, I'm a little tired and want to go back to rest, can you send me back?" β
Uncle Zhong was embarrassed and said, "Mr. Morris has repeatedly explained that you will be allowed to pass." β
Qiao Weihuan thought of Cui Chengchuan's scrutinizing eyes just now, and didn't really want to contact that person, "Can I refuse?" β
"The young master is also there."
I don't want to go even more.
ββ¦β¦ Can't help but go? β
Uncle Zhong sighed, "Miss Qiao, I also hope you can come over." β
At dusk, the horse farm is spectacular, and the sky and the stretch of the earth are majestic, blending together like glue.
Two black horses galloped in the color of fire, with a sturdy body and a sweaty long mane, full of strength and wild beauty.
The speed of the horse was so fast that the man on the horse's back bowed his body, almost clinging to the horse's back, and could not see his face clearly.
Qiao Weihuan saw that the two horses were about to gallop over, and leaned backwards with the wooden fence, slightly widening the distance.
The black horse neighed and approached, Qiao Weihuan felt that the person on the horse seemed to be distracted, his deep eyes swept slightly, and then skillfully manipulated the reins, and his big hands fell together, and he increased his speed resolutely.
The leading black horse raised its hooves, and the speed visible to the naked eye threw off the horse behind her, and by the way, she was covered in dust.
Qiao Weihuan: "......"
At that moment, she clearly saw He Zhengxiao's side face.
Qiao Weihuan raised his hand and fanned the ashes, turned around and asked Uncle Zhong, "...... What does he mean by that? β
Uncle Zhong's eyelids twitched, and after thinking about it, he still said, "The young master should be in a bad mood." β
Qiao Weihuan glanced at Uncle Zhong strangely, clapped his hands, turned his head and left.
He Zhengxiao is in a bad mood, he has a woolen relationship with her, and he wants to raise her gray? !
I went back the way I came, and through the hall, I happened to meet a group of people coming out. Qiao Weihuan didn't look carefully, half-lowered his head and continued to walk, and suddenly said behind him: "Qiao Weihuan? β
Qiao Weihuan paused and turned his head, "Such a coincidence." β
Mo Xilin waved his hand to several shareholders and asked them to go first, and then he stepped away with long legs, his thick eyebrows furrowed, "You can still ride a horse now?" β
"Nope." Qiao Weihuan didn't say much, and asked casually, "Are you going home?" β
"I was going to go back."
Mo Xilin's eyes wandered around the lobby without a trace, "I just finished talking to the shareholders, and I want to negotiate with you with some details." I just happened to bump into, let me tell you about it today? β
Qiao Weihuan was very painful and nodded.
When he arrived at the parking lot, Mo Xilin generously opened the car door, Qiao Weihuan got into Gust, and the men in the suits in the corners turned black into the bottom of the pot.
Someone rudely touched the phone, and finally stuffed it back into his pocket, "Mr. knows that Miss Qiao and the surname Mo are gone, maybe he will be angry." β
The man was kicked as usual, "What do you mean? It's definitely going to be! β
There was silence all around.
For a long time, I don't know who sighed.
"It's been a hard day."
I don't know why they, as guards, have an inexhaustible heart!
He was silent, when suddenly a phone call came in. The man in the suit glanced at the number, followed by a shock from the tiger's body, "Mr. Morris......"
In the racecourse, the two men gradually slowed down.
He Zhengxiao changed into a gentleman's black knight's uniform, the collar of his pure white shirt stood up heroically, his big hand grabbed the reins, and the black horse kicked and stopped. The heavy soles of his riding boots stepped on the stirrups and simply landed and dismounted.
Cui Chengchuan also got off the horse, he tilted his head back slightly, and raised his eyelids with a smile, "You're cool and cool, and she's here, so don't you run?" β
He Zheng took off his gloves gently, handed them to the administrator next to him, and stretched out his long legs coldly.
"Okay, you can tell her everything, lest the little butterfly guess, women like to be down-to-earthβ"
Cui Chengchuan rarely began to persuade people, and then he was keenly aware that the man beside him stopped. When he looked up, there was only Uncle Zhong with an indescribable expression left outside the wooden fence, where was there still the shadow of a little butterfly?
He Zhengxiao put it in his trouser pocket with one hand, and gently pinched the peak of his nose with the other hand.
If you don't force her, shrink up, and run if you force her, this temper ......
Cui Chengchuan also obeyed these two people, put his hands in his trouser pockets, took out his mobile phone and cigarette case, and made a phone call while knocking on the cigarette, "The matter here is almost over, if you grind it any longer, she will be like that, just say it directly...... Where's the little butterfly? β
originally planned to call Qiao Weihuan back, but after listening to the news over there, Cui Chengchuan raised his eyebrows and sneered. He hung up the phone, lit the fire lazily, and exhaled a straight cigarette, "Yate, Little Butterfly and the surname Mo went to the guild hall. I think you'll have to make up your mind to clean her up this time. "Otherwise, it will be heavenly!
He saw He Zhengxiao's gesture pause, the deep folds on his eyelids pressed down heavily, and he smiled slowly.
The deep meaning of the moodiness made the two horses raise their hooves uneasily.
β¦β¦
In the box on the fourth floor of the hall, Qiao Weihuan took the document handed over by Mo Xilin, opened it and looked at it, and followed the thin white finger to point somewhere, "Here?" Looks like you're trying to bargain somewhere else. Shareholder proposal? β
Moxien poured a glass of warm water and pushed it over, "I proposed." β
Qiao Weihuan looked at him with an undisguised look of surprise, "It's not your style, it wasn't a good talk last time, why did you suddenly put the line here?" β
Moxilin snatched the document from her hand, flipped through two pages, and handed it back again, "This is the main thing. β
Qiao Weihuan looked down, and Leng Buding heard the service bell ringing.
Mo Xilin withdrew his hand to ring the bell, "I can't finish talking for a while, call for something to eat." β
The dishes in this hall are doing well, Qiao Weihuan responded without any opinions, lowered his head and looked intently, and after a while, he heard Mo Xilin ask, "What do you want to eat?" β
Qiao Weihuan said a few names of the dishes in a casual manner, and when the dishes came up, she put down the documents and discussed with Mo Xi while eating.
After eating a meal, he said the same thing, Qiao Weihuan rubbed his sore waist, was so tired that he was in a coma, put his mobile phone in his bag, and said directly: "That's it, I'll go back first." β
The box here is too closed, and if you stay any longer, it's a bit out of shape.
However, Moxilin looked down at her watch and asked her, "There's a show here at seven o'clock, I just booked a spot, go over and have a look?" β
Qiao Weihuan put down her hand, raised her eyes, and said calmly: "I'll forget it, pregnant women can't sit for too long, you know." β
She couldn't understand what kind of thoughts Moxilin was thinking now, in short, it was better for them to avoid the ambiguity that might be caused.
Qiao Weihuan didn't drive, and Mo Xilin sent her back. She was tired from a day, and she was starting to get sleepy after eating something, and now a soothing piano song was playing in the car, and the slight bumps of the car made her sleepy.
Vaguely, she heard Moxilin ask her, "Where are you going?" β
Qiao Weihuan propped up her eyelids and replied vaguely: "Home." β
She was talking about He Zhengxiao, but Mo Xilin didn't know. He walked along the wide road, gently drove Gust towards Qiao Weihuan's apartment, and raised his hand to turn down the music.
At this time, Qiao Weihuan was really a little unable to hold on, her upper and lower eyelids fought violently, and she was so sleepy that tears were about to burst out.
"If you're sleepy, ...... first"
Just after eating, Mo Xilin found that Qiao Weihuan was not very energetic. He bowed his head slightly, and she was already asleep in her chair - her head tilted, hanging low. The long brown hair covers most of the cheeks, and the small half of the face is exposed, the eye sockets are very deep, there is a light blue under the eyes, and the fine eyelashes cannot be completely covered.
The sleeping person will not guard and observe, and Mo Xilin can no longer control the turbulence between his eyebrows, and his eyes look deeply at her sleeping face, as if he wants to carve her appearance into his bones.
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