Chapter 31

She thought she was very clever in concealing, and she didn't notice the cold shining eyes fixed on her head.

Closer, the heart beats uncontrollably fast and disorderly.

In a trance, she could even feel the threatening and compelling breath that belonged to him.

With the memory of the kiss of aggression with the nature of punishment.

She was completely flustered, and the sweat ran down her bright forehead in a string. She knew that the sweat at the moment was different from that just now, because the sweat just now was hot, but now it was cold, soaking her skin inch by inch.

The hands are getting cold little by little.

The car gets closer and closer be close by?!

Did he see himself? unable.

It's just my back. I can't recognize myself.

If you recognize yourself, a bully like him should stop and question yourself?

What to do?

Let her wishful thinking, the car just smooth from behind her slide, there is no trace of want to stay.

Yes, that night, after spitting out those two words from his precious mouth.

She should no longer exist in his eyes.

A trace of loss slipped through her heart. No, she should be happy. She should be jubilant. She's confused.

"Old woman, isn't that the young lady?"

Although Quan Shu is nearly 60 years old, his eyes and memory are still very good, so Liao Zhenbo is still used to letting him drive for him.

Although it was only his back, he quickly recognized that the man was Fu Xiaoqian.

"Where, where." At the moment, Wu Ma is sitting in the back of the car, holding the meal carefully prepared for Liao Zhenbo. When she hears her old man mention Fu Xiaoqian, she looks a little excited. Her whole face is stuck on the window glass, and she wants to look for Fu Xiaoqian. Update for the first time

"it's on the left footpath, like with a strange man?" Right uncle wrinkly wrinkly already full of double peaks of ravine, the tone takes doubt.

"How can she do this kind of thing behind his back when the young master is lying in the hospital bed, and still be so aboveboard and greasy together." Wu Ma seemed to be filled with indignation. Her relaxed muscles were suddenly strained.

His wrinkly palms were beating against the windows, trying to attract Fu Xiaoqian's attention.

It's no wonder that Wu's mother had only one son in her early years. She was a few years older than Liao Zhenbo. She had deep feelings and was always called a brother. Liao's mother, as the master, takes good care of her family and spares no effort to cultivate her son. Her son is not the best, but the best.

The old couple were relieved, but they also did their best to the Liao family.

But he never thought that in the middle of winter, on his way home from his winter vacation at University, he met a young girl who was drowned in the cold ice water. The brave young man jumped into the ice water to save people without thinking.

When the girl, full of scars and in a deep coma, was pulled ashore by the crowd, the young man sank to the bottom of the river forever because of lack of strength, disappeared in the vast river, and didn't know where to go.

A few days later, Wu Ma got the news that it was Liao Zhenbo who wanted to go with her son. He held Wu Ma in his arms and said, "Wu Ma, brother Quan Yi is gone. I'll be your son in the future. I'll take care of you."

Whenever Wu Ma thought of it, she would burst into tears.

Therefore, for her son's interests, she will never be infringed upon by others. She can never knead such a large grain of sand in her old eyes.

"Stop the car, old man. I'll go down and ask her what's going on." When she was always calm and irritable, she tried to pull the door.

In a hurry, the brake at Uncle Quan's feet was a little bit, which can be regarded as the agile locking of the center console. Then he slowly increased the accelerator, and the car drove forward smoothly.

"Old lady, I really don't know how to handle it. It's a matter of the young master's family. As servants, if we want to manage it, at least we have to consult the young master first. "

Fu Xiaoqian, with her back to the car and her head down, naturally didn't find out who was sitting in the car at the moment.

Also did not notice, in her head, that has always been warm Jun face, at the moment in that pair of black eyes, there is ice is a little bit of condensation, with the flow of thoughts, the ice is more and more thick, willing to hide the young surging heart under the ice, silent, cold, frozen.

That pair of deep ice eyes, tightly locked from the front of the black Maybach, violent from his lips suddenly appear, accumulation.

Wu Ma has been staring at this side, and the man's eyes collided with the moment, she was surprised. The whole body's blood in the blink of an eye backflow, limb stiff in the air, even breathing has become weak disorder, the brain seems to be unable to carry out normal work.

Her reaction is not because of the evil cold expression, but because he is too much like the young master.

"Old man, old man." It took a long time to find his voice and patted the right shoulder of the driver in front of him."Do you think I'm hallucinating? It seems that I saw that man just now." The person who should not exist in this world long ago.

"Who is it?" Uncle Quan focused on the road ahead and turned the steering wheel carefully.

"Just the second young master." She stood up, turned around and tried to reconfirm the figure, but gradually it was only a faint black spot.

The body suddenly tilts, the front of the car shakes quickly, and rushes towards the guardrail. Uncle Quan is in a hurry to turn the steering wheel, making a false alarm, and rebukes the boss who distracts him with a shaking voice.

"What are you talking about? Are you an old fool? Can people who have been buried in the sea of fire still be revived? " He said so, but his hand holding the steering wheel was tight and tight unconsciously. Just now, he seemed to have seen the too similar figure.

No, No.

If they had not died, the lady would not have been mad, and the young master would not have suffered so many years.

"But Maybe I'm really old-fashioned and confused. I've got the wrong person Wu Ma wants to talk but stops. What she says is more like comforting herself. The first time to update

only the deep correction brow, interpretation of her at the moment can not let go.

When the car drove far away, Zhuo ran first returned to his mind and gently held Fu Xiaoqian's slender waist. It was as stiff as a stone, just like he was now, "isn't it very uncomfortable?"

Take out white handkerchief from loose casual pants, "how to shed so much sweat suddenly?"

He gently raised her jaw, with a handkerchief gently wipe, "remember, something must tell me." He played down the words and rubbed them over the edge. Maybe only he could understand the true meaning of the words.

Fu Xiaoqian nodded obediently.

Such as ink bright hair already by sweat wet cheek adhesion, ZhuRan gently pick up them, one by one to ear. Then he turned to Fu Xiaoqian's back, lifted it up one by one, and tied it up with his white handkerchief.

Fu Xiaoqian glanced at the corner of her eyes and noticed that in one corner of the white handkerchief, there was a brilliant word embroidered with gray silk thread. She silently told people that it belonged to her own family, just like what she saw in the Liao family. Update for the first time

she knows that people like them who have money, power, status and status will pay attention to their own private goods, and they will customize their own private goods.

Again lift Mou to see toward Zhuo ran, she some trance, also some doubts. In the end, what kind of realm has the people in front of us reached.

This time, Zhuo ran came back, he seemed very strange, as if he could not find the shadow of the past.

But so familiar, or the same warm as water, warm as the wind. But it seems that there are many more things, she wants to catch, but these are silent, like air, when you stretch out your hand, it is in your palm, but if you want to catch, it seems to escape without a trace.

"Qianqian, you are so beautiful." Zhuo ran, who tied up his hair, picked up Fu Xiaoqian's pale face. The look of his eyes was serious. "Remember, don't be confused and abducted by the outside world at any time."

He blinked, in Fu Xiaoqian look, more like a joke.

"Don't you know? I'm very special. " Fu Xiaoqian was dumbfounded.

"Yes, yes, my family is the best."

"Come on, I'm sweating so much. It seems that we have to replenish water well when we go back. " He took her in his arms as he did when he came. But the embrace seems not as warm as when it came.

Shuzhen hospital

this is another industry under Liao's group, which is named after Liao Zhenbo's mother Ye Shuzhen. It can be seen that his feelings for his mother can be seen.

When Liao Zhenbo was still in primary school, he seldom saw his father. Every time in the name of a business trip is several months, the mother every day at the door, eyes all see through, or did not wait for the father's figure.

Liao Zhenbo understands and deeply understands the loneliness of his mother.

Every morning, my mother would move a rocking chair, sit at the door, do nothing, maintain the same movement, the same expression, staring at the road, and then silently shed tears.

The sun shines on her through the door frame. Liao Zhenbo knows that it can't warm her heart.

At this time, Liao Zhenbo would walk over to his mother's shoulder and tell her what he heard or saw outside today.

At this time, my mother's gorgeous face would draw a beautiful arc, but the smile did not reach the bottom of my eyes.

He didn't dare to ask his mother why other people's fathers could accompany him every day, but the number of times he could see his father was less than two years after he was born.

However, he would secretly ask Wu Ma, who had been with her since she was a child. He thought she would know more, but every time he got the answer was that her father was busy and wanted to go out to make money and pay for the expenses of the whole family.

If he asks more times, he will not ask any more, because the answer is the same every time.To ask if he hates his father, the answer is No. At the bottom of his immature heart, he knew that everyone had their own difficulties.

It's the same with mom, and it's the same with dad.

But in the summer five years ago, he hated it, which was deeply rooted in his heart.

On the night when the seeds of hate were planted, a girl, like an angel, ignited his hope and vision for life. He chose to bury the seeds of hatred.

It's the same girl who dug out the seed from the bottom of his heart yesterday, but his heart can't bear it.

He hated himself, his inability to let go, his indecision and his inability to play.

Ruthlessness was once a means for him to gallop in the market. In the shopping mall, as long as he is swept by his sharp eyes like a falcon, coupled with his quick, fierce and accurate attack, there will be no prey to escape from him.

This time, he failed. After watching for five years and planning for five years, he ran away from him in a hurry, not giving him any chance to explain and appeal.

The wooden eyes closed gently, and the silence spread in the whole ward. Even Li Haoyu, who was standing on one side, was deeply surprised by this kind of abnormality. It seems that this time, the boss is really occupied, planted in the hands of a fledgling girl.

Li Haoyu winks at lesen who is standing respectfully. He wants to leave the ward and give Liao Zhenbo a quiet space.

The door was opened from the outside.

Fierce quarrels, as scheduled into the ward, disturb the room's purity.

Everyone present frowned unconsciously. Muyun began to make people worry again. Li Haoyu thought.