Zhou Zheng, holding a transparent bag in his other hand, made sure that Qiao Aiwen was OK. He handed her the things and said casually, "I just passed by your favorite ice cream shop. It will close later."
Qiao Aiwen took the bag and laughed brightly, "thank you, brother Zheng."
In fact, Zhou Zheng was rather serious, but now he was very gentle and said, "thank you, brother. I bought you something to eat. It's not right."
Qiao AI Wen smiles to reply a way: "false polite, I say casually, you listen to casually."
Zhou Zheng was speechless. In her eyes, doting could almost overflow her eyes. Ling Yue watched from the side. Sour water spread from the bottom of her heart to the bottom of her tongue. What's the matter?
Zhou Zheng talked with Qiao Aiwen for a long time as if he were alone. It seemed that he saw Ling Yue now. His eyes fell on Ling Yue's face and asked calmly, "is this your friend?"
Qiao Aiwen's embarrassment flashed away, and then said quietly: "well, he just came to the United States and came out to play together."
Zhou Zheng nodded to Ling Yue and said hello. Ling Yue was very polite on weekdays, but he didn't want to respond. In fact, he didn't respond. He only said to Qiao Aiwen: "go shopping with me."
Qiao Aiwen has emotion in her heart, but her face is natural. "Go by yourself."
"I don't know where."
Zhou Zhengdao: "what do you want to buy? I'll let the driver take you there."
Ling Yue doesn't want to buy anything. He just wants to talk to Qiao Aiwen alone.
Without even looking at Zhou Zheng, Ling Yue said, "no, I'll go with Xiaowen."
Qiao Aiwen stood beside Zhou Zheng and looked up at Ling Yue, "what do you want to buy?"
Ling Yue and her eyes opposite, to tell the truth, brain a blank, a few seconds, mouth back: "buy medicine."
Qiao Aiwen is surprised, "what medicine?"
Ling Yue couldn't blink his eyes and said, "medicine for heart disease."
Finish saying, afraid she can't understand, he added: "my heart is not comfortable."
Qiao Aiwen's heart beat uncontrollably and missed a beat. This is the first time Ling Yue has expressed his mind since they have known each other for so long?
If it had been left in the past, she would have taken off happily. Although she had a moment of emotion just now, it was only a moment of impulse. She had been impulsive for too long, but what happened? As it turns out, it seems that women are too active, and really have no good end.
Is Ling Yue slapping a sweet date?
Joan doesn't want it.
They just looked at each other like no one else. One second, two seconds, three seconds
Zhou Zheng said, "there's a drugstore in front of you. Ask my driver to take you there. It's not easy to take a taxi here."
Qiao Aiwen also looked at Ling Yue and said, "if you have a bad heart, don't play in such a place. Go back to the hotel for a rest. Young people's nightlife is not suitable for you."
Whether night life is not suitable or whether she is not suitable for him, the speaker has a heart and the listener has a heart.
The four eyes are opposite. Many words don't need to be straight to the point. They are all smart people. It's easy to understand that Ling Yue's heart is upset and painful. It seems that he really has angina pectoris. It's only at this moment that he suddenly realizes that Qiao Aiwen doesn't know how to hurt people, but she just couldn't bear to hurt him.
If Song Xi is here, she will be able to understand the "poison" of the Qiao family better. The two characters of the brother and sister seem very different, but in fact they are all the same.
Ling Yue is ready for Qiao Aiwen to shake face with him, but he is not ready to be beaten in front of outsiders. In particular, Zhou Zheng gives him the feeling that Ling Yue doesn't like, because he can see at a glance that Zhou Zheng's feelings for Qiao Aiwen are not just his brother's feelings for his sister.
Only when you like someone very much, you can easily see who is your rival. This is smell, not IQ.
Ling Yue's face is small and his heart is big. Qiao Aiwen drives him away, but he wants to be with Zhou Zheng.
Zhou Zheng turned his head and looked at the Rolls Royce parked on the street. The driver immediately got out of the car and came quickly. He said, "take this gentleman to the drugstore nearby."
Then he looked at Ling Yue and said, "where do you live?"
Ling Yue looked at Qiao Aiwen again for a few seconds, and determined that she had no intention to speak. Then she took back her sight and said faintly, "no need."
With that, he turned and left. Qiao Aiwen looked at his back. Suddenly, her heart hurt. It was like someone had gouged out a large piece of meat with a knife, even her throat was strangled.
Zhou Zheng watched Ling Yue's back. A few seconds later, he turned to look at Qiao Aiwen. "He just left. Is he OK?"
Qiao Aiwen clenched her fist without any trace, offset the positive and negative of sadness and pain, secretly adjusted her breathing, and calmly said, "it's OK. He speaks English more smoothly than Americans, and can't lose it."
Zhou Zhengdao: "go in."
Qiao Aiwen takes back her eyes and goes into the nightclub with Zhou Zheng.
Ling Yue was so angry that when he turned around, he wanted to take a taxi directly to the airport. But after walking for a while, his anger subsided. He didn't think it was normal for him to quarrel or lose his temper? After walking for a while, Ling Yue's anger subsided. He thought in reverse that Qiao Aiwen's words were not because she liked him that she wanted to revenge him
In the end, Ling Yue succeeded in persuading himself. Instead of being angry, he was very happy. Fighting is pro scolding and love. Cold words are the right direction of development. If it's not painful, it's a problem.
Back at the hotel, Ling Yue didn't go upstairs directly. Instead, she sat in the lobby lounge waiting for a rabbit. Qiao Aiwen stayed in the same hotel with him. She would never stay up all night, would she?
Qiao Aiwen didn't come back all night. Ling Yue waited from ten o'clock at night until nearly twelve o'clock the next morning. Qiao Aiwen walked in from outside wearing sunglasses. It seemed that she didn't see him. She was sending voice messages to others with her mobile phone: "brother Zheng, I'm here. Don't worry about me. You can go to work..." come on, make money, and find me a sister-in-law earlier, Inadvertently, looking up, the bright and clean elevator door on the opposite side reflects the tall figure coming from behind. Who else is not Ling Yue?
Qiao Aiwen was startled and instinctively took back her mobile phone. Seeing this, Ling Yue was even more angry. She opened her thin lips and said in a deep voice, "where did you live last night?"
The elevator door opened, and they walked in front of and behind. Qiao Aiwen glanced at her eyes behind her sunglasses and ignored him.
When the elevator door closed, Ling Yue glanced at her and said, "what do you want?"
What does she want? Just tell him. Why torture people so much?
Qiao Aiwen still doesn't make a sound. Her mobile phone rings. It's Zhou Zheng who gives her a voice. She listens to it. Because it's very quiet in the elevator, Ling Yue next to her hears vaguely: "I didn't sleep well last night. I'll sleep more in the afternoon. I'll pick you up for dinner in the evening."
Qiao Aiwen replied with one word: good.
Ling Yue is so angry that he wants to grab Qiao Aiwen's mobile phone and smash Zhou Zheng in the face.
The handsome face was completely gloomy. With obvious anger, he asked in his voice, "who is he?"