Chapter 632: Wedding VS Funeral (9)
After three seconds of silenceβ
"Woo-ah-ah-ah......"
The mournful cry pierced the bathroom, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were instantly released......
Fei'er cried uncontrollably.
I couldn't control my out-of-control emotions anymore, and I talked to myself-
"Woooooooooo......oo Night Ink ...... Why ......"
"Why do you want to play the piano to her? Didn't you say you'd never play the song "Worry Steel"? β
"But you played it to her anyway...... Why...... Woohoo......"
"Why did she give birth to two children for you? Why can't I? Woo......"
"Those people say it's a pity that you don't marry her...... But why didn't they look at me? I'm the one who has loved you the longest and the longest...... Whining...... Night Ink ......"
ββ¦β¦ My heart hurts, do you know...... It hurts......"
Why did she know all this today?
Why at this time?
Why......
*
Oriental Hotel, 16th Floor, Lounge.
Qi Yemo, dressed in an expensive and elegant suit, walked in elegantly, and the makeup artist was stunned for a moment.
On the dressing table, the things in Fei'er's leather bag, because they were poured out by Su Yingwan to find a medicine bottle before, are scattered on the table at this moment.
Dog's breakfast.
"What about people?" He subconsciously lowered his eyebrows, not liking to see Ling. Disorderly. Looking around, I didn't see Fei'er.
"Mr. Qi...... Miss Phil went to the bathroom......" The makeup artist hesitated to tell him whether or not to tell him that Miss Phil was out of control.
"Haven't come back yet? What time is it, and the makeup is ready? He raised his eyebrows coldly, and his tone was cold.
The makeup artist shuddered and stammered back, "Yes, that's right...... Miss Phil didn't know why, but suddenly she cried very much...... Almost asthma...... I cried all my makeup ......"
"Asthma?" Qi Yemo raised his eyebrows and questioned.
"Yes...... It's good to use the medicine......" The makeup artist pointed to the messy makeup table......
"What the hell is going on!" His voice suddenly became cold three degrees.
"Miss Soso just showed this magazine to Miss Phil...... Then Miss Phil burst into tears......"
"Magazines?"
"Yes...... The magazine is a picture of you playing the piano at the Deppmels piano recital that night......"
"Bastard!"
Qi Yemo cursed in a low voice, turned around and rushed out......
*
Song Ruling happened to come over-
"Yemo, it's almost time, where's Fei'er?"
Qi Yemo's face was solemn, "Aunt Ling, please help me stabilize those guests first, I'll go to the bathroom to find Fei'er now!" β
Song Ruling was confused: "Isn't Fei'er in the lounge?" β
"Hmm. She may not be emotionally stable and I am worried that she ......"
"Wait! Yemo, you are a big man, it is inconvenient to go to the ladies' bathroom! Song Ruling's mind was like dust and reminded him.
Qi Yemo paused and wrinkled his eyebrows.
No one knows what he's worried about at the moment!
He was afraid that Fei'er would not be able to think about it and do stupid things......
Song Ruling hurriedly called her assistant Lin Jiao and told her to find someone immediately.
After a while, Lin Jiao rushed back.
"Madam, Second Young, Miss Fei'er is not in the bathroom. I asked a few security guards, and it seems that someone saw a woman in a very beautiful dress crying down the stairs......"
Qi Yemo's face sank.
Before Lin Jiao finished speaking, there was no trace of Qi Yemo......
Song Ruling looked at Qi Yemo's back, her brows furrowed.
Lin Jiao whispered to Song Ruling's ear: "Madam, why did Miss Fei'er run away suddenly?" β
(Thinker)