Chapter 889

When Qin Yu returned to the dormitory, Meng Wanyao was eating instant noodles with a bucket of instant noodles: "Qin Yu, how about it? How are you doing? "

"Thanks to you, he sent me back." Qin Yu hung up his bag: "but don't do such boring things in the future. I have my own rhythm."

Meng Wanyao gave a thump and muttered in a low voice: "just your temperament. When you do something, it will be sooner or later."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing!"

"I don't live in the dorm these days." Qin Yu said, "are you OK alone?"

"No problem." Meng Wanyao said: "one is not afraid of ghosts, two are not afraid of bad people, of course I have no problem."

……

Qin Feng settles down the company's business and accompanies Yan Huan back to Jinghai. When he comes out from the airport, Yan Huan's steps are a little hesitant.

This place, which carries her hope, hatred and indifference, still makes her feel fate and life when she comes back.

When she first met Lin Zheng, she was full of scars, lonely and helpless, like a boat adrift in the vast sea, without a sense of direction, and even without the motivation of life.

It was Lin Zheng who gave her hope, but later, it was also Lin Zheng who saw her most terrible, coldest and shameless side

In order to get back Xixi, she agreed to the devil's deal and hurt an Xiaoxiao and Tang Xin... Those innocent people were in danger because of her selfish intentions.

Had it not been for the power of Jiang Mu ye, their fate would have been rewritten that night.

During her three years in prison, she repented all the time for her noisy life.

Aware of the change of her pale face, Qin Feng took off her coat and put it on her body. He held her shoulder tightly: "I underestimated the chill of early winter in the north. Is it OK?"

In Qin Feng's soft voice and warm embrace, Yan Huan's mood eased, and the warmth from his shoulder surged up: "it's OK."

Qin Feng stopped a taxi and got on with her: "let's find a hotel first, and then go to find Lin Zheng tomorrow."

Yan Huan nodded: "good."

……

In a high-end community in the urban area, Lin zhengwo is reading magazines on the sofa, surrounded by busy figures.

"Yellow Finch, is the balloon ready? I've been standing on the ladder for twenty minutes! " Huang shang fork waist: "you pour is quick."

The Yellow finch slowly inflated the balloon: "it's a long night, don't worry, hang up slowly."

Bai Zhan was very busy: "ante, it's just getting married. Don't be so cautious. When do you need to calibrate this frame?"

"It can be the same." Ante took the ruler to compare seriously: "you know, Qingqing is a doctor, very cautious OK."

"Brother Zheng!" Huang Shang's voice: "don't sit there. Come and work."

Lin Zheng put the magazine aside: "tell me, what do you need me to do?"

Ante looked at him: "well, look at your poor spirit. Go home and have a rest early. You have to get up early tomorrow to pick up the wedding with me. This can't be delayed."

Lin Zheng looked at the busy people and said, "well, I'll buy you some snacks."

"Brother Zheng, I want to have barbecue!"

"I want crayfish!"

"More milk tea to supplement energy!"

"I see." Lin Zheng took his coat and went straight out of the door.

Driving straight to the barbecue stall nearby, he passed a hotel on the road. He had a casual look and saw a familiar figure.

Yan Huan stood in the hall, wrapped in a man's windbreaker, staring out of the window.

His heart suddenly jumped, the car quickly turned a bend to the hotel, the eyes, Qin Feng's figure took Yan Huan's shoulder, two people walk in side by side.

When Lin Zheng's car stopped, he felt inexplicable.

Release, loss, emotion, inexplicable.

Then, another pretty figure quickly ran into his mind. Meng Wanyao's smile at him made his mood more complicated.