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After walking around in the entertainment industry, I know that the things on the Internet are half-truths and half-truths, and I can't believe them all. Seeing those messages that were being raised, Qiao Weihuan still couldn't help but feel his heart beating. She put down her phone and raised her hand to gently touch her lower abdomen.

It's amazing, it's less than forty days, and the child is far from being formed, but she can feel a little warm vitality under the skin that touches, is that the induction brought by blood?

Qiao Weihuan didn't want the child to encounter any accidents, she couldn't stand it. After thinking about it, she decided to talk to He Zhengxiao.

In fact, she didn't like to talk to He Zhengxiao about things between them, because it was very boring. They have a common tacit understanding, what should be said, what should not be mentioned, many things are all based on understanding, and it is difficult to say. But now, since he won't let her go, she can only talk to him.

Who knows, He Zhengxiao doesn't see her at all??

learned from Uncle Zhong that He Zhengxiao had been upstairs, Qiao Weihuan went to look for him, was stopped by the maid at the door, and said politely: "Miss Qiao, Mr. said, if you are tired, you can go to sleep, you can choose the guest rooms on each floor, and you can go to whichever one you like." ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

Knowing that she had something to do with him, he also let her go to sleep, which is a rejection?

Qiao Weihuan glanced at the door with magical eyes, and just as he was about to speak, the mobile phone in his pocket began to vibrate, and three eye-catching big characters appeared on the screen that lit up: Mo Xilin.

The maid kept her head down, and she didn't know if she saw the remarks, but Qiao Weihuan felt that the phone was a little hot.

This is special, obviously she didn't do anything, why does she always have the illusion of cheating, is she wronged?

However, Qiao Weihuan took a deep breath and still answered the phone, "Thank you for this time, you helped me a lot, but...... I still haven't made it. ”

On the other end of the phone, Moxien knew the outcome before she even answered the phone.

At the beginning, he proposed to let Qiao Weihuan use his method to leave, and the chance of success would be relatively high. When Qiao Weihuan goes abroad smoothly, he will change his mobile phone number as soon as possible, and then notify him. It's just that Mo Xilin couldn't wait, he waited almost every second, and finally tentatively called Qiao Weihuan.

If it's on the road, Qiao Weihuan will turn it off. Since the plane was not turned off, then she had deviated from the plan and was not on the plane.

Mo Xilin was silent for a while before asking, "Are you going back?" ”

Qiao Weihuan didn't know how to answer, so she had to say, "Sort of......"

She walked downstairs gently, and behind her, the maid pushed the door in, her face was a little embarrassed, but she still whispered: "Sir, Miss Qiao didn't say anything, she answered the phone and went downstairs." ”

He Zhengxiao's tall figure stood next to the bookcase, one hand in his trouser pocket, and the slender fingers of the other hand rested on a heavy book, the cuffs were rolled up, revealing a small half of the arm, which was a wheat color that belonged to a mature man.

Hearing this, he kept gesturing, slowly took out the book, opened it and read it.

The servant couldn't figure out what the gentleman meant, and bowed back, wanting to leave, when he suddenly heard the gentleman's low laughter.

"Mossi-lin."

……

Qiao Weihuan walked out of the house, sat on the swing in the yard, and asked the person on the other end of the phone concisely: "Mo Xilin, do you like me?" ”

Mo Xilin never thought that Qiao Weihuan would ask him directly, but he was caught off guard and didn't know how to answer at all.

However, Qiao Weihuan was not ready to listen to his answer, and continued: "You have helped me a lot, I am grateful, and I will also help you if you need me in the future." I retract the words that we are not friends, I just want you to think clearly, one is that we can't do it anymore, and the other is that you don't necessarily really like me, so are you sure you want to continue to associate with me in a mood other than being friends? ”

She's not a narcissist, Moxilin's behavior, but any woman would sense that something is wrong. And this kind of wrongness, she shouldn't want it.

Moxilin is angry and tries his best to compensate, but he may not be able to tell whether he likes it more or feels guilty. However, the past, the past is in the past, Qiao Weihuan doesn't blame anyone, let Mo Xilin think clearly as soon as possible, it is also a good thing for himself.

Moxilin was silent for a long time, but his breathing became heavier and louder, and he could hear it clearly.

In the end, he said, "You've changed a lot. ”

In the past, Qiao Weihuan would not think so. She's just going to be one-size-fits-all, good and bad, want or not.

Now she's calmer and more authentic, so she'll swing and say, "It's okay, you've changed a lot." ”

“…… I mean, you've got thickened skin. ”

“……”

Qiao Weihuan moved her phone away in shock, stared at the number on the screen, and made sure that it was Mo Xilin, and she didn't answer the wrong call.

After a while, she raised her hand a little embarrassedly and rubbed the tips of her red ears, "...... You can do it. ”

Qiao Weihuan finished embarrassed and smiled.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and a black shadow rushed to her face, pasting her face with precision!

Qiao Weihuan was frightened, she shook her conditioned reflex, she didn't pick up the phone when she fell to the ground, she hurriedly picked up the things on her face, and when she took it down, she found that it was a black plastic bag.

The maid hurriedly ran over, sweaty on his forehead, and a cautious look on his face, "I'm sorry Miss Qiao, I just slipped my hand and the bag flew out, I didn't expect it to blow on you." ”

Qiao Weihuan narrowed his eyes and looked up intuitively.

The windows on the third floor were wide open, and the warm yellow curtains danced in the wind, shaking its flexible waist and fluttering the light hem of its skirt.

Qiao Weihuan didn't know if He Zhengxiao was in that room, couldn't figure out He Zhengxiao's actions, and couldn't guess whether his thoughts had fluctuated behind his deep face like the sea.

Anyway, she didn't see him for the next few days. On the contrary, Uncle Zhong often knocked on her door and delivered books.

Qiao Weihuan nestled in the sofa, her little feet on the soft seat cushions, and the stack of books in her hand were of various categories. She frowned, savoring the content of the book in her hand little by little, and was so focused on it that she didn't even hear Uncle Zhong come in. It wasn't until Uncle Zhong gently put a stack of documents on the table that Qiao Weihuan looked up.

…… It's more than ten centimeters thick, what the hell?

Qiao Weihuan stretched tiredly, put down the book, and began to read the documents, and then couldn't stop.

There's almost all the information about Mondez in this stack of papers. She had just understood the meaning of Mondez, and she wandered in the sea of books and documents for several days with high spirits, until she had read it thoroughly, and her head seemed to have sucked in the whole universe.

Economic, Political, Social...... After the unpredictable changes of the world, the intricate veins are almost impossible to start. Only by touching a long branch along the canopy, little by little, without being disturbed by the long and complicated branches, and concentrating on exploring to the end, can we get a glimpse of the concise and thorough truth.

Qiao Weihuan felt that her second line of Ren Du seemed to have been opened, and she had seen too many things behind Mondez. She put away the book with a tired body and a full soul, and knocked on He Zhengxiao's door again.

She wanted to ask if her conjecture was correct, and what He Zhengxiao meant by letting her understand Mondez.

After knocking for a long time, no one answered, and I didn't know if he was there.

Qiao Weihuan bit her lip, continued to knock without giving up, and finally knocked the maid out.

"Miss Qiao, Mr. asked you to change your clothes."

Qiao Weihuan twisted her thin eyebrows, "What clothes do you change?" ”

The servant did not answer, but silently bent down and asked her to come over.

There were two gentle and polite women waiting in the cloakroom, and one of them, with a long dress in his hand, said with a smile, "Miss Qiao, this is what you are going to wear tonight." ”

Qiao Weihuan changed into a skirt, and then two people took care of it, and the whole person looked new.

The pure white waist-pinching long skirt has a bit of a fishtail style, the exposed fragrant shoulders and collarbone lines are delicate and delicate, and only the lips with light-colored lipstick are rubbed, showing a seductive pink.

They smiled and complimented her on her beauty, then brought a luxurious and square jewelry box and opened it to reveal the sparkling diamond necklaces and earrings inside.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She was completely unaware of the situation, frowned and let them put it on her, and then she was sent to Maybach.

The car came to a slow stop, and she was sent to a seemingly secluded building, behind the vermilion wall, and between the grassy grass, a classical and elegant Chinese building loomed.

It's just that from a distance, you can see a few soldiers outside the courtyard who are loaded with guns and ammunition that are not in tune with the small building, and you can feel the rigor and solemnity on them.

Qiao Weihuan got out of the car uncertainly, and after entering, he saw the Chinese furniture and decorations in Yishui, and felt that he had fallen into a scholarly family.

There were several women sitting in the hall, all graceful and virtuous, dignified and elegant, generous and decent, revealing a very high level of self-cultivation from their bones.

Someone saw Qiao Weihuan and showed a just right look of surprise, then gently put down the sand pot in his hand, got up from the sofa, and said to Qiao Weihuan with a smile: "Look, I was talking about Miss Qiao just now, so soon." ”

The woman looks no more than thirty years old, but the small lines at the corners of her eyes betray her age, but the years have favored her a lot, and the speed of flow on her body is very slow, especially the elegant temperament that is difficult to develop after her death, so that she looks very comfortable when she is not beautiful.

But Qiao Weihuan: "......? ”

Excuse me, but who is this?

She had a string of question marks running through her heart, and her face was impassive, showing a decent smile, "There was a little delay on the way, and it was late, don't be surprised." ”

In any case, she is often in the circle of people, and she has lit up her communication skills and can quickly make the best responses. The other party is not familiar with her, and she doesn't know what her plans are, but she makes just the right amount of warmth, and she shouldn't have to sweep other people's face before she understands the situation.

Two points of surprise flashed across the woman's gentle countenance, which quickly turned to appreciation. She took Qiao Weihuan's hand affectionately, and said softly: "How can I blame you, we have long wanted to meet you in person, but we have never had the opportunity, and occasionally meet at the banquet, and our group of older people are not good at greeting you so young and beautiful, for fear that we will be shown to be old." ”

…… The words were so nice that she was a little dizzy.

Qiao Weihuan held her face and sat down with the woman, revealing a slightly shy expression, but her eyes were looking at her without a trace.

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

After walking around in the entertainment industry, I know that the things on the Internet are half-truths and half-truths, and I can't believe them all. Seeing those messages that were being raised, Qiao Weihuan still couldn't help but feel his heart beating. She put down her phone and raised her hand to gently touch her lower abdomen.

It's amazing, it's less than forty days, and the child is far from being formed, but she can feel a little warm vitality under the skin that touches, is that the induction brought by blood?

Qiao Weihuan didn't want the child to encounter any accidents, she couldn't stand it. After thinking about it, she decided to talk to He Zhengxiao.

In fact, she didn't like to talk to He Zhengxiao about things between them, because it was very boring. They have a common tacit understanding, what should be said, what should not be mentioned, many things are all based on understanding, and it is difficult to say. But now, since he won't let her go, she can only talk to him.

Who knows, He Zhengxiao doesn't see her at all??

learned from Uncle Zhong that He Zhengxiao had been upstairs, Qiao Weihuan went to look for him, was stopped by the maid at the door, and said politely: "Miss Qiao, Mr. said, if you are tired, you can go to sleep, you can choose the guest rooms on each floor, and you can go to whichever one you like." ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

Knowing that she had something to do with him, he also let her go to sleep, which is a rejection?

Qiao Weihuan glanced at the door with magical eyes, and just as he was about to speak, the mobile phone in his pocket began to vibrate, and three eye-catching big characters appeared on the screen that lit up: Mo Xilin.

The maid kept her head down, and she didn't know if she saw the remarks, but Qiao Weihuan felt that the phone was a little hot.

This is special, obviously she didn't do anything, why does she always have the illusion of cheating, is she wronged?

However, Qiao Weihuan took a deep breath and still answered the phone, "Thank you for this time, you helped me a lot, but...... I still haven't made it. ”

On the other end of the phone, Moxien knew the outcome before she even answered the phone.

At the beginning, he proposed to let Qiao Weihuan use his method to leave, and the chance of success would be relatively high. When Qiao Weihuan goes abroad smoothly, he will change his mobile phone number as soon as possible, and then notify him. It's just that Mo Xilin couldn't wait, he waited almost every second, and finally tentatively called Qiao Weihuan.

If it's on the road, Qiao Weihuan will turn it off. Since the plane was not turned off, then she had deviated from the plan and was not on the plane.

Mo Xilin was silent for a while before asking, "Are you going back?" ”

Qiao Weihuan didn't know how to answer, so she had to say, "Sort of......"

She walked downstairs gently, and behind her, the maid pushed the door in, her face was a little embarrassed, but she still whispered: "Sir, Miss Qiao didn't say anything, she answered the phone and went downstairs." ”

He Zhengxiao's tall figure stood next to the bookcase, one hand in his trouser pocket, and the slender fingers of the other hand rested on a heavy book, the cuffs were rolled up, revealing a small half of the arm, which was a wheat color that belonged to a mature man.

Hearing this, he kept gesturing, slowly took out the book, opened it and read it.

The servant couldn't figure out what the gentleman meant, and bowed back, wanting to leave, when he suddenly heard the gentleman's low laughter.

"Mossi-lin."

……

Qiao Weihuan walked out of the house, sat on the swing in the yard, and asked the person on the other end of the phone concisely: "Mo Xilin, do you like me?" ”

Mo Xilin never thought that Qiao Weihuan would ask him directly, but he was caught off guard and didn't know how to answer at all.

However, Qiao Weihuan was not ready to listen to his answer, and continued: "You have helped me a lot, I am grateful, and I will also help you if you need me in the future." I retract the words that we are not friends, I just want you to think clearly, one is that we can't do it anymore, and the other is that you don't necessarily really like me, so are you sure you want to continue to associate with me in a mood other than being friends? ”

She's not a narcissist, Moxilin's behavior, but any woman would sense that something is wrong. And this kind of wrongness, she shouldn't want it.

Moxilin is angry and tries his best to compensate, but he may not be able to tell whether he likes it more or feels guilty. However, the past, the past is in the past, Qiao Weihuan doesn't blame anyone, let Mo Xilin think clearly as soon as possible, it is also a good thing for himself.

Moxilin was silent for a long time, but his breathing became heavier and louder, and he could hear it clearly.

In the end, he said, "You've changed a lot. ”

In the past, Qiao Weihuan would not think so. She's just going to be one-size-fits-all, good and bad, want or not.

Now she's calmer and more authentic, so she'll swing and say, "It's okay, you've changed a lot." ”

“…… I mean, you've got thickened skin. ”

“……”

Qiao Weihuan moved her phone away in shock, stared at the number on the screen, and made sure that it was Mo Xilin, and she didn't answer the wrong call.

After a while, she raised her hand a little embarrassedly and rubbed the tips of her red ears, "...... You can do it. ”

Qiao Weihuan finished embarrassed and smiled.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and a black shadow rushed to her face, pasting her face with precision!

Qiao Weihuan was frightened, she shook her conditioned reflex, she didn't pick up the phone when she fell to the ground, she hurriedly picked up the things on her face, and when she took it down, she found that it was a black plastic bag.

The maid hurriedly ran over, sweaty on his forehead, and a cautious look on his face, "I'm sorry Miss Qiao, I just slipped my hand and the bag flew out, I didn't expect it to blow on you." ”

Qiao Weihuan narrowed his eyes and looked up intuitively.

The windows on the third floor were wide open, and the warm yellow curtains danced in the wind, shaking its flexible waist and fluttering the light hem of its skirt.

Qiao Weihuan didn't know if He Zhengxiao was in that room, couldn't figure out He Zhengxiao's actions, and couldn't guess whether his thoughts had fluctuated behind his deep face like the sea.

Anyway, she didn't see him for the next few days. On the contrary, Uncle Zhong often knocked on her door and delivered books.

Qiao Weihuan nestled in the sofa, her little feet on the soft seat cushions, and the stack of books in her hand were of various categories. She frowned, savoring the content of the book in her hand little by little, and was so focused on it that she didn't even hear Uncle Zhong come in. It wasn't until Uncle Zhong gently put a stack of documents on the table that Qiao Weihuan looked up.

…… It's more than ten centimeters thick, what the hell?

Qiao Weihuan stretched tiredly, put down the book, and began to read the documents, and then couldn't stop.

There's almost all the information about Mondez in this stack of papers. She had just understood the meaning of Mondez, and she wandered in the sea of books and documents for several days with high spirits, until she had read it thoroughly, and her head seemed to have sucked in the whole universe.

Economic, Political, Social...... After the unpredictable changes of the world, the intricate veins are almost impossible to start. Only by touching a long branch along the canopy, little by little, without being disturbed by the long and complicated branches, and concentrating on exploring to the end, can we get a glimpse of the concise and thorough truth.

Qiao Weihuan felt that her second line of Ren Du seemed to have been opened, and she had seen too many things behind Mondez. She put away the book with a tired body and a full soul, and knocked on He Zhengxiao's door again.

She wanted to ask if her conjecture was correct, and what He Zhengxiao meant by letting her understand Mondez.

After knocking for a long time, no one answered, and I didn't know if he was there.

Qiao Weihuan bit her lip, continued to knock without giving up, and finally knocked the maid out.

"Miss Qiao, Mr. asked you to change your clothes."

Qiao Weihuan twisted her thin eyebrows, "What clothes do you change?" ”

The servant did not answer, but silently bent down and asked her to come over.

There were two gentle and polite women waiting in the cloakroom, and one of them, with a long dress in his hand, said with a smile, "Miss Qiao, this is what you are going to wear tonight." ”

Qiao Weihuan changed into a skirt, and then two people took care of it, and the whole person looked new.

The pure white waist-pinching long skirt has a bit of a fishtail style, the exposed fragrant shoulders and collarbone lines are delicate and delicate, and only the lips with light-colored lipstick are rubbed, showing a seductive pink.

They smiled and complimented her on her beauty, then brought a luxurious and square jewelry box and opened it to reveal the sparkling diamond necklaces and earrings inside.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She was completely unaware of the situation, frowned and let them put it on her, and then she was sent to Maybach.

The car came to a slow stop, and she was sent to a seemingly secluded building, behind the vermilion wall, and between the grassy grass, a classical and elegant Chinese building loomed.

It's just that from a distance, you can see a few soldiers outside the courtyard who are loaded with guns and ammunition that are not in tune with the small building, and you can feel the rigor and solemnity on them.

Qiao Weihuan got out of the car uncertainly, and after entering, he saw the Chinese furniture and decorations in Yishui, and felt that he had fallen into a scholarly family.

There were several women sitting in the hall, all graceful and virtuous, dignified and elegant, generous and decent, revealing a very high level of self-cultivation from their bones.

Someone saw Qiao Weihuan and showed a just right look of surprise, then gently put down the sand pot in his hand, got up from the sofa, and said to Qiao Weihuan with a smile: "Look, I was talking about Miss Qiao just now, so soon." ”

The woman looks no more than thirty years old, but the small lines at the corners of her eyes betray her age, but the years have favored her a lot, and the speed of flow on her body is very slow, especially the elegant temperament that is difficult to develop after her death, so that she looks very comfortable when she is not beautiful.

But Qiao Weihuan: "......? ”

Excuse me, but who is this?

She had a string of question marks running through her heart, and her face was impassive, showing a decent smile, "There was a little delay on the way, and it was late, don't be surprised." ”

In any case, she is often in the circle of people, and she has lit up her communication skills and can quickly make the best responses. The other party is not familiar with her, and she doesn't know what her plans are, but she makes just the right amount of warmth, and she shouldn't have to sweep other people's face before she understands the situation.

Two points of surprise flashed across the woman's gentle countenance, which quickly turned to appreciation. She took Qiao Weihuan's hand affectionately, and said softly: "How can I blame you, we have long wanted to meet you in person, but we have never had the opportunity, and occasionally meet at the banquet, and our group of older people are not good at greeting you so young and beautiful, for fear that we will be shown to be old." ”

…… The words were so nice that she was a little dizzy.

Qiao Weihuan held her face and sat down with the woman, revealing a slightly shy expression, but her eyes were looking at her without a trace.

For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.