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It was a kiss mark, but He Zhengxiao hadn't touched her in the past few days.

Qiao Weihuan frowned, rubbing the skin on her neck with a towel, about to rub it there.

However, he lifted his long hair again, and the dull color was still intact, and he mocked her silently.

The handsome man took off her sunglasses with his long white fingers, brushed off her scarf, bent his back, and pressed his cold lips against her skin.

The slightest coolness from that piece of red quickly knocked into her skin, flowing everywhere in her body......

Ash!

Rushing to Mondez, by the way, looking for trouble with her, disgusting He Zhengxiao?

Qiao Weihuan threw away the towel, walked out of the bedroom quickly, and called He Zhengxiao again, but no one answered. She simply changed her number and called Uncle Zhong.

After a while, Uncle Zhong answered the phone: "Miss Qiao." ”

Qiao Weihuan pinched his eyebrows, "Uncle Zhong, you let He Zhengxiao answer the phone, I have something very important to find him." ”

Uncle Zhong held down the microphone and glanced at the exquisite ancient buildings on the side.

"Miss Qiao, the young master is in a meeting with several leaders of Mondez, maybe ......"

"Then when he's done, let him call me back?"

“…… Be. ”

Qiao Weihuan waited until late at night, and did not wait for He Zhengxiao's call. She touched the screen of her phone and thought about what he meant.

I didn't deliberately hide the matter of going to the psychiatric clinic, after all, I couldn't hide it if I wanted to. It is also written in the medical record that she wants to undergo hypnosis and retrieve the memories of her childhood.

That incident, judging from Qiao's mother's words, he was the second party besides Qiao's mother. Combined with the questions she asked a few times ago, and his attitude, even if He Zhengxiao is not the person concerned, he should know the ins and outs of this matter, and he doesn't plan to tell her.

So now I don't answer the phone, so that she doesn't ask?

He Zhengxiao didn't tell her about coming to see Qiao's mother, but he also didn't deliberately avoid it, and no one knew what they said......

Qiao Weihuan couldn't figure it out, she tossed and turned all night, got up the next day, and contacted He Zhengxiao again, but this time she couldn't get through directly?

called Uncle Zhong, but no one answered.

It's obvious to avoid.

Qiao Weihuan opened the curtains, and in the distance, he could see several black cars outside the courtyard, including men in suits who got out of the car to move their muscles, and those who squatted next to the car to eat hamburgers.

She changed her clothes and went downstairs, and went directly to the men in suits, "Do you know where He Zhengxiao is?" ”

The man in the suit who was stretching his legs stood up and said respectfully, "Miss Qiao, we don't know Mr.'s itinerary." ”

Qiao Weihuan nodded, returned to the house, and explained to Mother Fu: "Aunt Fu, I'll go out." I asked the people outside to leave a few, and if there are strangers coming, you don't let them in, just leave them to deal with. ”

…… Stranger?

Mother Fu nodded in disbelief.

Qiao Weihuan drove home, and the maid was cleaning. Seeing her return, the maid asked her, "Miss Qiao, you are back, do you want me to prepare breakfast for you?" ”

"No, you don't."

Qiao Weihuan went upstairs directly, the study, bedroom, balcony...... Every door was pushed open by her once, but He Zhengxiao was not there.

"Miss Qiao, are you...... Looking for a sir? ”

Qiao Weihuan nodded and raised her eyes to look at the servant: "Do you know where he is?" ”

The maid was shocked by her calm eyebrows, and shook her head carefully, "We can't ask about Mr.'s itinerary......"

Qiao Weihuan lifted his feet upstairs and drove straight to the company.

He Zhengxiao is not in the company, and even his assistant is nowhere to be seen, and it is said that he has not been here for two days.

Qiao Weihuan frowned, turned her head and called Mrs. Meng.

An hour later, Qiao Weihuan took the famous calligraphy from a friend and went to Meng Yuande's house.

Meng Yuande happened to go out, Qiao Weihuan and Mrs. Meng tactfully probed the news for two hours, only to know that Meng Yuande did not go to yesterday's meeting.

can't get in touch with Meng Yuande himself, and Qiao Weihuan can only get these.

The next day, Qiao Weihuan went to see the old man, and the old man didn't know He Zhengxiao's whereabouts.

…… It's gone.

Seeing that the opening day of Mondez is getting closer and closer, it is natural for him to be busy, maybe he is not deliberately avoiding it?

Qiao Weihuan drove the car absentmindedly, and then the car turned around and went back to Qiao's mother.

The mobile phone in the bag shook, Qiao Weihuan pushed open the door, saw the note of "meat", and looked up at the living room.

Fu's mother was wiping the table, Qiao Weihuan thought about it, closed the door after going upstairs, and then answered the phone.

"Meat, is the clear test result out?"

"Huan'er...... The doctor explained that several of Lang's nerves were seriously damaged, and although he was connected, his right hand could not be used much......"

Qiao Weihuan sat on the chair all of a sudden, and found that his back was already soaked.

She thought with mixed feelings, this was already a blessing in misfortune. Fu Minglang was too seriously injured, and she was already ready to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair or bed.

"And ...... The doctor re-took the film, only to find that there was shrapnel stuck in the gap in his spine, but when he did the operation, it was found that the shrapnel was not stuck in the spine, but in the kidney......

Qiao Weihuan's breathing stagnated, "...... And then what? ”

"The situation is urgent, and the doctor took a kidney ...... off Minglang"

Han Yirou swallowed, the great sadness made her unsteady, her calves leaned against the wall weakly, slowly slid to the ground, hugged her knees, and buried her face deeply.

"Huan'er, Minglang, Minglang ruined ......"

Qiao Weihuan hung up the phone in a daze, raised her arm, put it on her closed eyes, and thought that Fu Minglang had said to her: "Sister, I'm only twenty-one, and it's a golden age to stay up for another ten years, right?" ”

A few months ago, Fu Minglang was so optimistic. His birthday has not yet passed this year, Fu Minglang is still twenty-one years old, and he still has decades to live.

However, during a public welfare event in Iraq, his rights as a man came to an abrupt end.

From now on, she is no longer qualified to let Fu Minglang find a partner.

Because he has no kidney, others will only embarrass him when they talk about these things.

The cold wind of autumn passed through the hall, Qiao Wei curled up happily, her nails picking at her palms fiercely, she didn't feel pain, just cold.

Mother Fu knocked on the door for a long time, thinking that Qiao Weihuan was asleep, and was about to turn around to leave, when she heard the door open.

"Miss Joe......"

As soon as Mother Fu started, she saw her miserable white and calm face, and a pair of eyes were red through.

Qiao Weihuan's voice was hoarse: "...... Aunt Fu. ”

This woman who was gentle and understanding, and did not know that her only son had become half-disabled, did not ask much about it, but said, "Miss Qiao, Madame asked me to call you over." I saw that Madame seemed to be in a good mood, and she smiled at me. ”

Qiao Weihuan squirmed her lips, "Aunt Fu, there is something I want to tell you......"

She took a step, but the soles of her feet were weak and weak, and she shook weakly.

Mother Fu hurriedly supported Qiao Weihuan and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Madame has been in a bad mood these days, it's rare to want to talk to Miss Qiao today, go over quickly." ”

She sent Qiao Weihuan into Qiao's mother's bedroom and closed the door intimately.

Qiao Weihuan closed her eyes and turned her head to look at Qiao's mother.

Qiao's mother seems to be really in a good mood, she is rare to see, and she is turning thin.

It was after leaving Manchester, Qiao Weihuan deliberately bought a thin one. She bent her eyes at the time and said to Qiao's mother with a smile: "Mom, I haven't been able to fulfill my filial piety by your side all these years, and I will always accompany you in the future." Let's travel, run around the world, no matter how far away it is, how happy and how to live! ”

At that time, Qiao Weihuan was still naïve, full of expectations for a new life, and recorded the scenery along the way with high interest, even if it was a broken boat full of stowaways, he had to take ugly photos with his camera, thinking that this was also a kind of insight.

I took more photos of her and Qiao's mother, all of them were group photos, taken from various angles.

Then, the mental torture given to her by Qiao's mother, and the dark underground life in the Middle East, completely polished her expectations. She was no longer in the mood to pick up a camera to record the bleak and ugly people and things, and the thin stool was only half filled.

Qiao's mother flipped to the last photo, which was a group photo of them. Qiao Weihuan's camera was held high, and the shutter froze her smile with eight teeth, and Qiao's mother's smile that was close to nothing.

Looking carefully, the eyebrows of the mother and daughter are very similar, but Qiao Weihuan's eyes are longer, and the tails of the eyes are gently raised, and she is naturally good-looking. It seemed that Qiao's mother next to her had a decayed and gloomy face, withered grass-like eyes, and a heavy dark haze.

Qiao's mother's fingers brushed over those two faces one by one, she thought that when she was young, Qiao Weihuan was so beautiful and so happy every day.

In love, pregnant, giving birth to a child, with the man she loves the most by her side, the world is not as happy as her.

As a result, a monster fell from the sky, completely crushing her flesh and longing for her!

- Madam, don't you hate?

How can you not hate?!

Suddenly falling from heaven to hell, endless beating and scolding and condescending contempt, she can't wait to rush over and tear up that high woman!!

But what is she capable of tearing?

Qiao's mother clenched the photo with trembling fingers and broke the photo.

Suddenly, a pair of warm little hands covered the back of the hand.

Qiao Weihuan half-knelt beside the rocking chair and raised her head, "Mom." ”

Qiao's mother's gray eyes rolled, "...... Are you separated from that teacher? ”

Qiao Weihuan lowered her head and put her forehead on Qiao's mother's knee, "No, I haven't contacted him, I will continue to look for him." ”

She felt that Qiao's mother put her hand on the back of her head, patted it lightly, and looked up with wide eyes.

"My daughter......"

Qiao's mother slowly pinned the broken hair on her forehead, and her movements could almost be called gentle.

"Mom, is she too careful? I didn't care about your last marriage with the Mo family, but now you finally like someone, and your mother is still difficult for you because of the past, do you blame your mother? ”

Qiao Weihuan was stunned, and couldn't believe that Qiao's mother would show such an attitude towards her. She shook her head and bit her lip in hindsight, "No, I did something wrong......

"What's wrong with falling in love? Just like me and your dad, I still don't think I've done anything wrong......"

A look of pain flashed across the old man's face. She closed her eyes and sighed almost inaudibly.

"You really like that teacher, go back to Manchester with him."

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

It was a kiss mark, but He Zhengxiao hadn't touched her in the past few days.

Qiao Weihuan frowned, rubbing the skin on her neck with a towel, about to rub it there.

However, he lifted his long hair again, and the dull color was still intact, and he mocked her silently.

The handsome man took off her sunglasses with his long white fingers, brushed off her scarf, bent his back, and pressed his cold lips against her skin.

The slightest coolness from that piece of red quickly knocked into her skin, flowing everywhere in her body......

Ash!

Rushing to Mondez, by the way, looking for trouble with her, disgusting He Zhengxiao?

Qiao Weihuan threw away the towel, walked out of the bedroom quickly, and called He Zhengxiao again, but no one answered. She simply changed her number and called Uncle Zhong.

After a while, Uncle Zhong answered the phone: "Miss Qiao." ”

Qiao Weihuan pinched his eyebrows, "Uncle Zhong, you let He Zhengxiao answer the phone, I have something very important to find him." ”

Uncle Zhong held down the microphone and glanced at the exquisite ancient buildings on the side.

"Miss Qiao, the young master is in a meeting with several leaders of Mondez, maybe ......"

"Then when he's done, let him call me back?"

“…… Be. ”

Qiao Weihuan waited until late at night, and did not wait for He Zhengxiao's call. She touched the screen of her phone and thought about what he meant.

I didn't deliberately hide the matter of going to the psychiatric clinic, after all, I couldn't hide it if I wanted to. It is also written in the medical record that she wants to undergo hypnosis and retrieve the memories of her childhood.

That incident, judging from Qiao's mother's words, he was the second party besides Qiao's mother. Combined with the questions she asked a few times ago, and his attitude, even if He Zhengxiao is not the person concerned, he should know the ins and outs of this matter, and he doesn't plan to tell her.

So now I don't answer the phone, so that she doesn't ask?

He Zhengxiao didn't tell her about coming to see Qiao's mother, but he also didn't deliberately avoid it, and no one knew what they said......

Qiao Weihuan couldn't figure it out, she tossed and turned all night, got up the next day, and contacted He Zhengxiao again, but this time she couldn't get through directly?

called Uncle Zhong, but no one answered.

It's obvious to avoid.

Qiao Weihuan opened the curtains, and in the distance, he could see several black cars outside the courtyard, including men in suits who got out of the car to move their muscles, and those who squatted next to the car to eat hamburgers.

She changed her clothes and went downstairs, and went directly to the men in suits, "Do you know where He Zhengxiao is?" ”

The man in the suit who was stretching his legs stood up and said respectfully, "Miss Qiao, we don't know Mr.'s itinerary." ”

Qiao Weihuan nodded, returned to the house, and explained to Mother Fu: "Aunt Fu, I'll go out." I asked the people outside to leave a few, and if there are strangers coming, you don't let them in, just leave them to deal with. ”

…… Stranger?

Mother Fu nodded in disbelief.

Qiao Weihuan drove home, and the maid was cleaning. Seeing her return, the maid asked her, "Miss Qiao, you are back, do you want me to prepare breakfast for you?" ”

"No, you don't."

Qiao Weihuan went upstairs directly, the study, bedroom, balcony...... Every door was pushed open by her once, but He Zhengxiao was not there.

"Miss Qiao, are you...... Looking for a sir? ”

Qiao Weihuan nodded and raised her eyes to look at the servant: "Do you know where he is?" ”

The maid was shocked by her calm eyebrows, and shook her head carefully, "We can't ask about Mr.'s itinerary......"

Qiao Weihuan lifted his feet upstairs and drove straight to the company.

He Zhengxiao is not in the company, and even his assistant is nowhere to be seen, and it is said that he has not been here for two days.

Qiao Weihuan frowned, turned her head and called Mrs. Meng.

An hour later, Qiao Weihuan took the famous calligraphy from a friend and went to Meng Yuande's house.

Meng Yuande happened to go out, Qiao Weihuan and Mrs. Meng tactfully probed the news for two hours, only to know that Meng Yuande did not go to yesterday's meeting.

can't get in touch with Meng Yuande himself, and Qiao Weihuan can only get these.

The next day, Qiao Weihuan went to see the old man, and the old man didn't know He Zhengxiao's whereabouts.

…… It's gone.

Seeing that the opening day of Mondez is getting closer and closer, it is natural for him to be busy, maybe he is not deliberately avoiding it?

Qiao Weihuan drove the car absentmindedly, and then the car turned around and went back to Qiao's mother.

The mobile phone in the bag shook, Qiao Weihuan pushed open the door, saw the note of "meat", and looked up at the living room.

Fu's mother was wiping the table, Qiao Weihuan thought about it, closed the door after going upstairs, and then answered the phone.

"Meat, is the clear test result out?"

"Huan'er...... The doctor explained that several of Lang's nerves were seriously damaged, and although he was connected, his right hand could not be used much......"

Qiao Weihuan sat on the chair all of a sudden, and found that his back was already soaked.

She thought with mixed feelings, this was already a blessing in misfortune. Fu Minglang was too seriously injured, and she was already ready to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair or bed.

"And ...... The doctor re-took the film, only to find that there was shrapnel stuck in the gap in his spine, but when he did the operation, it was found that the shrapnel was not stuck in the spine, but in the kidney......

Qiao Weihuan's breathing stagnated, "...... And then what? ”

"The situation is urgent, and the doctor took a kidney ...... off Minglang"

Han Yirou swallowed, the great sadness made her unsteady, her calves leaned against the wall weakly, slowly slid to the ground, hugged her knees, and buried her face deeply.

"Huan'er, Minglang, Minglang ruined ......"

Qiao Weihuan hung up the phone in a daze, raised her arm, put it on her closed eyes, and thought that Fu Minglang had said to her: "Sister, I'm only twenty-one, and it's a golden age to stay up for another ten years, right?" ”

A few months ago, Fu Minglang was so optimistic. His birthday has not yet passed this year, Fu Minglang is still twenty-one years old, and he still has decades to live.

However, during a public welfare event in Iraq, his rights as a man came to an abrupt end.

From now on, she is no longer qualified to let Fu Minglang find a partner.

Because he has no kidney, others will only embarrass him when they talk about these things.

The cold wind of autumn passed through the hall, Qiao Wei curled up happily, her nails picking at her palms fiercely, she didn't feel pain, just cold.

Mother Fu knocked on the door for a long time, thinking that Qiao Weihuan was asleep, and was about to turn around to leave, when she heard the door open.

"Miss Joe......"

As soon as Mother Fu started, she saw her miserable white and calm face, and a pair of eyes were red through.

Qiao Weihuan's voice was hoarse: "...... Aunt Fu. ”

This woman who was gentle and understanding, and did not know that her only son had become half-disabled, did not ask much about it, but said, "Miss Qiao, Madame asked me to call you over." I saw that Madame seemed to be in a good mood, and she smiled at me. ”

Qiao Weihuan squirmed her lips, "Aunt Fu, there is something I want to tell you......"

She took a step, but the soles of her feet were weak and weak, and she shook weakly.

Mother Fu hurriedly supported Qiao Weihuan and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Madame has been in a bad mood these days, it's rare to want to talk to Miss Qiao today, go over quickly." ”

She sent Qiao Weihuan into Qiao's mother's bedroom and closed the door intimately.

Qiao Weihuan closed her eyes and turned her head to look at Qiao's mother.

Qiao's mother seems to be really in a good mood, she is rare to see, and she is turning thin.

It was after leaving Manchester, Qiao Weihuan deliberately bought a thin one. She bent her eyes at the time and said to Qiao's mother with a smile: "Mom, I haven't been able to fulfill my filial piety by your side all these years, and I will always accompany you in the future." Let's travel, run around the world, no matter how far away it is, how happy and how to live! ”

At that time, Qiao Weihuan was still naïve, full of expectations for a new life, and recorded the scenery along the way with high interest, even if it was a broken boat full of stowaways, he had to take ugly photos with his camera, thinking that this was also a kind of insight.

I took more photos of her and Qiao's mother, all of them were group photos, taken from various angles.

Then, the mental torture given to her by Qiao's mother, and the dark underground life in the Middle East, completely polished her expectations. She was no longer in the mood to pick up a camera to record the bleak and ugly people and things, and the thin stool was only half filled.

Qiao's mother flipped to the last photo, which was a group photo of them. Qiao Weihuan's camera was held high, and the shutter froze her smile with eight teeth, and Qiao's mother's smile that was close to nothing.

Looking carefully, the eyebrows of the mother and daughter are very similar, but Qiao Weihuan's eyes are longer, and the tails of the eyes are gently raised, and she is naturally good-looking. It seemed that Qiao's mother next to her had a decayed and gloomy face, withered grass-like eyes, and a heavy dark haze.

Qiao's mother's fingers brushed over those two faces one by one, she thought that when she was young, Qiao Weihuan was so beautiful and so happy every day.

In love, pregnant, giving birth to a child, with the man she loves the most by her side, the world is not as happy as her.

As a result, a monster fell from the sky, completely crushing her flesh and longing for her!

- Madam, don't you hate?

How can you not hate?!

Suddenly falling from heaven to hell, endless beating and scolding and condescending contempt, she can't wait to rush over and tear up that high woman!!

But what is she capable of tearing?

Qiao's mother clenched the photo with trembling fingers and broke the photo.

Suddenly, a pair of warm little hands covered the back of the hand.

Qiao Weihuan half-knelt beside the rocking chair and raised her head, "Mom." ”

Qiao's mother's gray eyes rolled, "...... Are you separated from that teacher? ”

Qiao Weihuan lowered her head and put her forehead on Qiao's mother's knee, "No, I haven't contacted him, I will continue to look for him." ”

She felt that Qiao's mother put her hand on the back of her head, patted it lightly, and looked up with wide eyes.

"My daughter......"

Qiao's mother slowly pinned the broken hair on her forehead, and her movements could almost be called gentle.

"Mom, is she too careful? I didn't care about your last marriage with the Mo family, but now you finally like someone, and your mother is still difficult for you because of the past, do you blame your mother? ”

Qiao Weihuan was stunned, and couldn't believe that Qiao's mother would show such an attitude towards her. She shook her head and bit her lip in hindsight, "No, I did something wrong......

"What's wrong with falling in love? Just like me and your dad, I still don't think I've done anything wrong......"

A look of pain flashed across the old man's face. She closed her eyes and sighed almost inaudibly.

"You really like that teacher, go back to Manchester with him."

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