Chapter 121

Chi Huan shook his head and whispered, "well, I'd better go back."

Yuelin picked up his eyebrows, but he didn't ask for them. He just said, "nake, first take me to 1999, and then take Miss Chi home."

Anke looked at Chi Huan in the rearview mirror and asked in a low voice, "Miss Chi?"

It took Chi Huan a few seconds to get back to his senses. "Well, I'm not in a hurry anyway."

Her hands were so made that she could hardly do anything outside or at home.

Anke looked at the man on the copilot's side and frowned. "Lawyer Yue, you have a car. Why do you take us every time?"

Yuelin replied with a smile, "because of Keke's skill."

Anke, "..."

She no longer said anything, a pair of eyes straight ahead, concentrate on driving.

The white Ferrari stopped in front of the door in 1999. Yuelin lowered his head and unfastened his seat belt. He reached out to push the door. "Miss Chi can call me directly if there is something wrong."

"OK, thank you."

Anke looked at the very quiet woman in the back seat. "Miss Chi, go straight back?"

"Go back."

It takes some time to reverse. Chi Huan looks at the outside of the car window bored. Just about to take back his sight, a long and straight figure suddenly jumps into her eyes.

The brain has not yet reflected, she has conditionally reflected out of the voice, "Anke parking."

Anke was stunned. He stepped on the brake and the car stopped abruptly.

"What's the matter, Miss Chi?"

It's nothing. She's just modest when she sees mo.

Thinking about whether to get out of the car to find him, he found that he was coming out of 1999 and heading for the parking direction. Beside the black guster, he was standing on the full moon of Liang.

Chi Huan looks at them with no expression on his face, but his eyes are always following the man's back.

He walked straight to Liang manyue. When he opened the back door, he glanced down at the watch on his right wrist and opened the door as a gentleman in front of her as usual.

Over there, Liang manyue's tone was surprised and rather complicated, "this car Isn't it Chi Huan who bought it for you? "

She may not be able to distinguish before, but with Tang Yueze, she knows more or less about luxury goods and famous cars.

This car should be very expensive.

Mo Shiqian's hand is on the door, and his expression is very light. "Get on the bus, now it's just a good time."

He didn't answer, so Liang manyue couldn't continue to ask, so he took it as his default.

She was disappointed that moshiqian was such a man.

But at the same time, there was an indescribable emotion, so he didn't really like Chi Huan so much. When he was in the hospital in the morning, the gentleness of Chi Huan was fake?

Liang manyue stooped to get on the car, and then listened to the man's light saying, "you hurt your leg, be careful."

She looked up at the man outside the car, but he had closed the door with his hands raised. He could only see his firm and curved jaw. Listening to his words of "concern", his mood was strangely sour.

Guster backed away before 1999.

In the white Ferrari, there was no sound.

Anke carefully looked at the look of Chi Huan, scratched her head, and asked straightly, "Miss Chi, do we want to catch up?"

Chi Huan closed his eyes. "Go back."

Anke couldn't help saying, "let's catch up and have a look. There should be some misunderstanding."

Anke said this mainly on the basis of his trust in moshiqian, thinking that he should not be involved with his ex girlfriend, but the current situation is really confusing.

She is honest and straightforward. She thinks the problem is simple. She doesn't think it's persuasive. Just follow her up and have a look.

Chi Huan said coldly, "I'm tired and want to go back."

Anke couldn't help it. She started the engine again, stepped on the accelerator and went to the villa in another direction.

After driving for a long time, she opened her eyes, looked at the changing scenery and lost her mind, biting her lips hard.

In the morning, when I met Liang manyue in the hospital, he didn't pay attention to others. In the afternoon, they had an appointment and went out alone.

Face to face, back to face.

I slept with her in the middle!

Liar!

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When Chi Huan returned, the servants in the villa could see that she was in a bad mood and her delicate and beautiful face was cold.

After only half a glass of water, I went upstairs directly and kept myself in my study.

But they all thought that she was in a low mood because her father was going to jail. Besides sending a cup of tea, they didn't disturb her.

Until dark, moshiqian had not come back.

At dinner time, the servant came up and asked Chi Huan to have dinner. She also said that she had no appetite and would not eat.

After a few minutes, Mrs. Li came up again. "Miss Chi, Mr. Chi just called me to say that he won't come back for dinner. Let me feed you for dinner...""I ate too much at noon, and I had no appetite at night," she said faintly

After a while of persuasion, the servant said, "I'll keep the kitchen warm. I'll feed you when you come back in the evening."

Chi Huan didn't speak, lying on the table looking at the lamp.

It wasn't until nine o'clock in the evening that the engine started to sound in the yard.

Chi Huan immediately thought of going back to the bedroom to take a bath and go to bed, but when she got up, she found that it was too deliberate, especially because her hands were inconvenient, and she could not wash herself.

So she sat down again.

Downstairs in the living room, Mo Shiqian takes off the coat outside and hands it to the servant. He asks gently, "did she have supper?"

"Not yet?"

The action on the man's hand, "no?"

"As soon as Miss Chi came back, she was not very happy. She kept herself in the room all the time," said Li Ma after considering for a while. "Maybe it's because of her father's business. Her mood is relatively low..."

Although Li Ma is old, she always watches TV and knows Chi Huan.

Mo Shiqian said, "warm up the dinner and send it up."

"Oh, yes."

Moshiqian went up to the second floor and buttoned the door of her study symbolically, but after a while, no one opened the door, and it was quiet as if there were no one inside.

He whispered, "Chi Huan?"

Still no one should.

The man's eyes narrowed and his hand turned the door handle. "I'm in."

Push open the door, the study only lit a lamp on the desk, the woman lying on the desk, like sleeping.

He went over and leaned over to touch her head. "Chi Huan."

As soon as the palm of her hand touched her hair, she "woke up" and turned away from the man's hand.

Mo Shiqian's hand was slightly stiff in the air, but he took it back in a few seconds and asked in an ordinary voice, "why don't you have dinner?"

She was cold. "I'm not hungry."

The man pulled the lip to smile, "I did not come back to accompany you to eat, you are not happy?"