Chapter 120

When Fu Xiaoqian left with a simple bag on her back. Liao Zhenbo said he had an important phone call. It's actually his mother. He hasn't seen his mother for more than two months. This has never happened before.

Ye Shuzhen feels that something must have happened to her son recently. The frequency of her calls is also increasing. She hopes to be able to come back. Make a day for my son in the backyard. Can be his solid backing.

Liao Zhenbo said. "Good. I'll pick you up tomorrow. " Just as he was about to hang up. Fu Xiaoqian pushed the door in.

I see him on the phone. She didn't mean to disturb. Just out of politeness. Where I've lived for so long. It's time to leave. It's time to say hello to the host.

Then she stood at the door. Even one step in disdains the ground. He pointed to the door. Tell him in silence. I'm leaving. I'm leaving his life for a while.

Maybe it's because of a strong self-esteem. He began to pretend. At that moment. He's talking to himself. There's no need to do that. Because the people in front of you don't care about anything.

He picked up the phone he had hung up. Pretend you're still on the phone. He asked, clutching the phone. "Everything's packed." In fact, that's not what he wanted to say at that moment. He wanted to say. "No. OK

What a proud man Liao Zhenbo is. He won't say that. I can't ask.

In her eager eyes to leave. He stopped his impulse. Pointing to the phone. "I have an important call right now. I won't send you down. "

Yes. He can't deliver. If you do. He was afraid that he would do something out of control. Or say something you shouldn't say. He was afraid of scaring her. Will push her further away. I'm even more afraid of losing myself completely in front of her.

If you lose yourself in a marriage. It's just a slave to marriage. It doesn't last long. These are impossible to appear in his life.

Even when she turns around. He felt a hole in his heart. He just stood in his place calmly. Feel the cold wind. It's going through the hole. Instantly his blood was frozen.

The sentence before she left. "See you at the company." It didn't bring him any warmth. It just makes his heart more stiff.

The figure finally with the sound of footsteps farther and farther. Completely out of his sight. The microphone slipped from his stiff palm. After falling on the desk. And then he jumped to the ground. The beep from the facade. It's getting more noisy.

He raised his foot. Kick the microphone out. The microphone is finally under the action of external force. Hit a corner of the bookcase. And it's falling apart.

Liao Zhenbo has no intention to estimate these. He stood in the dark. Lift up a corner of the curtain. I watched the movement downstairs.

She walked quietly. It didn't even disturb Wu Ma to come out to see her off. It's just her simple backpack. The first time to update the station in front of the car looked back at the location of the eye study. He got into the black Maybach. She really did what she said. She depends on her own ability to support her life. So when I leave. I left in my original clothes. He didn't take with him any of the clothes he gave her.

Fu Xiaoqian's departure. Liao Zhenbo's plans for these two days have been completely disrupted.

The night before. He's still thinking. As a husband. When my wife is going out to stay for a while. It should be delivered in person. And then leave some traces of herself where she lives.

But Fu Xiaoqian's one look and one action. But he was deterred.

So. He habitually reached for the microphone. I want to call the secretary department. Ask them to book a ticket for the fastest flight to France.

When I reach out. I found that the microphone just now had died on his feet.

He closed his eyes slightly. I think I'm too naive to be angry. It's too unprovoked. Who is he angry with. It's Fu Xiaoqian who left. It's still a silent microphone. He took a deep breath. A few strides. Bent down to pick up the pieces of the microphone. He threw it into the exquisite paper basket beside his desk.

This is from the other end of the desk. Pick up your phone again.

He made this call. "Book me a flight to Paris, France today."

"President. There's only one flight at ten in the evening. Do you want to order, too? " There's a call from my cell phone that I'm not sure.

"Yes." Then he quickly pressed the disconnect button.

Liao Zhenbo arrived at the French airport the next morning. Also accompanying was leson. With leson, you can help him with a lot of things. For example, the mother's discharge procedures. Check in the mother's carry on luggage. however. What should mothers pay attention to when they return home. He won't send lesson to do it. He'll go to the doctor himself and get to know it. He wants to keep it in mind.

"What time is it?" I just got off the plane. Liao Zhenbo asked softly.

"It's six forty in the morning. President. " Leson reboots the phone. It went forward.

When Liao Zhenbo took the phone. There was an obvious pause. It's the first time to update. Leson probes into the past. I was surprised to find that. Liao Zhenbo was in a daze at the bright screen of his mobile phone. This never happened when he was with Liao Zhenbo. Leson guessed. What kind of call is it. It will make the determined boss hesitant.After. Just listen to Liao Zhenbo back to explain. "Go and see if the car is here."

Leson knew it was an excuse for his boss to take him away. He answered without a trace. Take a briefcase and walk away from Liao Zhenbo.

At this point. Liao Zhenbo's heart is indeed hesitating and struggling. That apartment was when I was single. I'll stay here once in a while. I never had a fire in that apartment. It was too hasty to prepare yesterday. I forgot to prepare some food for her.

Get up this morning. Does she have breakfast to eat.

Why don't you call Wu Ma. Let her tell the kitchen to cook more. And send it over. Think about it. It's not right. The day she came back from the villa. Fu Xiaoqian told him. Life span is too big now. She couldn't get used to it. She thought about the experience of a normal college graduate.

Then give Fu Xiaoqian a call. After he pressed on the screen, he gave up. She must have been reluctant to receive the call. Why bother her at the same time. I feel sad again.

Finally. The result of his deliberation is that. Liao Zhenbo calls Wang Lin. He thinks that's the best way. As a close secretary, prepare a breakfast for the boss. It's the most common thing.

It could be sleepless nights in a row. Maybe it's a lot of thinking. On the contrary, I forgot what I should tell you. I forgot to say one more word. Tell Wang Lin not to tell Fu Xiaoqian. This breakfast was made by her.

In the car. He was afraid that she would try to get rid of them. Not even this cake. He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes slightly. recuperate and build up energy. Lesson thinks he really needs a good rest. Just inadvertently lift eyes. From the rearview mirror. He looked at Liao Zhenbo's hand with his mobile phone on his lap. The fingers are hitting the screen of the mobile phone. I could see something was going on in his heart. How can we have a good rest.

From the airport to the suburban sanatorium. They drove for nearly two hours along the way.

When we got to the sanatorium. It's just after breakfast. Leson didn't tell Liao Zhenbo about breakfast. Just a phone call. Call the breakfast not far away. A breakfast was prepared for them.

But Liao Zhenbo himself went to the florist and bought a bunch of iris.

This is the habit of Liao Zhenbo all the time. Every time I visit my mother. Will send a bunch of mother like flowers. It's just that this time it's not hyacinth my mother likes. It's a bunch of purple iris.

France today. It's sunny. The sky is blue. It's very suitable for patients to come out and walk. Get some air.

Sanatorium is not as quiet as before. A more harmonious warmth. There are families with children to visit the elderly who are recuperating here. From time to time, the voices and laughter of relatives came. Sometimes children chase and play. Occasionally, the call of parents passed by. It is also a beautiful picture of family happiness.

There is no Ye Shuzhen in it.

Liao Zhenbo did not stop. His mother is on a morning like this. There's always a habit. I like to be alone under the remote flower rack of sanatorium. Read the morning times. Or take care of the garden she planted herself.

Ye Shuzhen is a quiet person. Maybe it's the same as when I was young. My husband is not around all the year round. There's no one to talk to. Plus after that fire. Mental trauma. The result is a more psychological rejection of contact with people. So as to develop the habit of solitude. So. She likes to be alone in everything she does. Finish quietly.

Sure enough. She was really sitting on a cane chair by herself. Because the humidity is heavy in the morning. The temperature is cool. So I put on a shawl. Back to the busy lawn. Wear a pair of gold rimmed glasses. I have a morning paper in my hand. It's quiet. She looked very carefully and seriously. So that behind someone close also did not notice.

The first thing I saw was Liao Zhenbo squatting on his side. Bai Ping making tea for ye Shuzhen. She has just made the tea. With saucers in both hands. When I pass it with a smile. So naturally noticed Liao Zhenbo.

He is a man with his own luminous body. Wherever you go. Can attract other people's attention. He is wearing a dark blue shirt today. Below is a pair of black suit pants. It looks deep and reserved.

It's just such a man. Today, I did a very naughty thing. When he saw Bai Ping. The heart is surprised. It's just that's not the point. He held out his long, pretty fingers. Between thin lips. Chao Bai Ping moves her lips.