Qiao Wan alienated everything again, and found nothing valuable.

Staring at the mutilated photograph, the girl's petite body curled up in a ball, her pale face buried between her knees.

"Mom, you don't want me to take revenge until you die, why the hell ......"

Who is the man missing from the photo?

——

Qiao Wan had insomnia that night, so he simply stayed up late to finish Gu Nanxun's sketch.

didn't want to have more contact with him, so Qiao Wan had no choice but to give the sketch to Xiaoxi and ask her to transfer it to Gu Nanxun.

But Xiaoxi didn't leave long ago, so he ran back crying: "Mr. Qiao, I broke the sketch, woo woo woo ......"

Qiao Wan raised his eyes and saw that the sketch was crumpled and broken, and it was lying wet in Xiaoxi's palm.

"How did you break it?" Seeing the tears on Xiaoxi's face, Qiao Wan's brows were furrowed.

"Drop...... Fell into the pool. Konishi stammered and explained, "I went to the bathroom just now, and when I washed my hands, I accidentally dropped the drawing paper in the washbasin." ”

Qiao Wan took the poor drawing paper, and her face was a little ugly.

The new paper was still intact, but the old paper was already fragile, and when it came into contact with water, it shattered into several crumple pieces, and the lines on it were barely legible.

"Mr. Qiao, what can I do?" Xiao Xi asked while shedding tears, "How do you explain to Mr. Gu." ”

"Don't cry." Qiao Wan took out a tissue and handed it to Qiao Wan, comforting softly: "You go and get busy, I'll deal with it." ”

Xiaoxi lowered his head and didn't dare to move: "Mr. Qiao, it's all my fault, I don't have anything to do if I don't go to the bathroom." ”

"I know you didn't mean to." Qiao Wan spread the shredded paper on the coffee table and tried to put it back together, but it didn't seem to work.

The original manuscript given by Gu Nanxun is completely wasted.

He deliberately asked her to complete the sketch to prove that it was important to him.

"You go and ask Gu Nanxun's phone number."

She remembered that she had taken his business card, but in the blink of an eye she had forgotten where to throw it.

"Hmm." Xiaoxi swooped away, and came back with his mobile phone a few minutes later, handing it to Qiao Wan: "Mr. Qiao." ”

Qiao Wan dialed Gu Nanxun's phone and told him what happened: "The original manuscript may not be repaired, but there is nothing wrong with my newly painted manuscript." Mr. Gu, I'm sorry. ”

After listening to Qiao Wan's voice, the man on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and his voice was hoarse: "It's okay." ”

Hearing the loneliness in his voice, Qiao Wan felt a little guilty: "Then I'll ask Mr. Gu to send a new sketch over." ”

"When Joe is always free, I'll come and pick it up in person." Gu Nanxun's low and pleasant voice sounded: "Okay, Mr. Qiao has helped me, I want to invite Miss Qiao to dinner." ”

"No need......" Qiao Wan refused without hesitation.

She messed things up, how could she be embarrassed to let Gu Nanxun invite her to dinner!

Seeing that she refused, Gu Nanxun didn't persecute anymore, and her voice was still gentle: "Then trouble Mr. Qiao's people to run, and we will get together again when Mr. Qiao is free." ”

Qiao Wan pursed her lips and did not give a promise: "Then let's do it first." ”

“…… Good. ”

The phone hung up, but Gu Nanxun held the phone and stood motionless.

Her crisp and beautiful voice still lingered in her ears, like a deadly poison, devouring him inch by inch.

It's really like, like it's in the bones......

The manuscript was broken, and he lost a chance to verify it.

But that's okay, there's a way.

When Gu Nanxun was in a trance, Gu Tingshen pushed the door and walked in.

He heard the conversation between Gu Nanxun and Qiao Wan just now, at the door.