After a standoff of about ten seconds, moshiqian loosed his hand, stopped clasping her arm, and turned to hold her hand. He still pressed down the emotion, followed her meaning, but his voice was deep and tense, "OK, pay the money first, and then eat."

When he handed over the money to go through the formalities, he ignored the card she handed over and took it out of his wallet to swipe it.

Chi Huan didn't say anyone, so he took back his card.

After finishing the formalities, Anke, who received Mo Shiqian's call, arrived with Chi Huan's clothes.

The man took off her overcoat, bowed his head and dressed her clean clothes and scarves. The changed ones were folded and put into the bag, and handed to Anke.

Naturally, Anke already knew what happened in the morning. She couldn't help but ask, "Miss Chi, why don't you call me to see you off?"

Chi Huan pursed her lips, took her long hair out of the scarf, combed it casually with her fingers, and said lightly, "I just want to go to a nearby shopping mall and come back, so I didn't call you."

At that time, she did consider asking Anke to pick her up, but she gave up after a second thought.

Anke is modest when she looks at the ink.

The man light way, "you go back first, I will call you later."

Anke nodded. "Yes, Mr. mo."

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After going out from the hospital, Mo Shiqian found a restaurant and took Chi Huan to dinner.

Now it's one o'clock in the afternoon. After dinner, there are not many people in the restaurant. There are only two or three tables scattered.

Order and wait for the order.

When she handed the menu to the waiter, Chi Huan took another sip of the hot drink that the man called for her. When she put down the cup, she looked up at the man sitting opposite her, who was still silent.

He was looking at her, as if he had been looking at her for a long time.

Chi Huan mistook his eyes, picked up the hot drink again, held it in his hand, lowered his eyebrows and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

The man's face was still cold and calm. "The security guard in your community called me. Someone in the hospital saw you and called me." he paused for half a second and narrowed his eyes. "You are the only one who didn't want to call me."

He didn't believe what she said and forgot.

People's subconscious reflexes after an accident will instinctively find the person they most depend on, not to mention being nearly stabbed with a knife.

It shouldn't be said that she didn't think about it. She decided not to fight after she thought about it.

Chi Huan raised her eyes again and looked at him straight. "Have you ever asked him if he would kill me directly after killing my father if I didn't leave you?"

The man stares at her pupil and suddenly tightens, even breathing heavily for several times.

Chi Huan chuckled, "don't look at me like this. I don't blame you for nearly stabbing me You have arranged for Anke to pick me up and protect me. Today I didn't call her myself... "

Indeed, if she had asked enko to follow her, no one would have been hurt today.

She put down her hot drink and said with a faint smile, "I always have the right to know how much risk I will bear or what price I may pay to maintain this relationship I can know if I want to bear such a dangerous relationship, or if I really die one day, it's my own choice, and I won't regret it before I die. "

"Chi Huan," she said lightly, but the man called out her name almost in a gloomy voice. He looked at her face deeply, and after a long time, his voice was cold, and he said hoarsely, "what happened today is the last time."

Half a sound, she just looked at that cup of hot drink that didn't take off heat gradually, "OK."

Because there are few people, the food will be served soon.

Chi Huan didn't say anything more. He picked up his chopsticks and ate quietly.

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After dinner.

Mo Shiqian didn't call Anke to pick up Chi Huan. She thought he was going to send her back.

After a long drive, she realized that this was not the way back to the No. 10 mansion.

"Where is this going?" she asked

The man concentrates on driving, light way, "go to clean up that want to attack you."

After a long silence, Chi huancai made a sound and didn't object.

She turned to look out of the car, remembering the moment when she suddenly rushed over in the underground parking lot.

At that time, her brain was blank. She was neither shocked nor surprised, but she was not deeply moved.

It just feels like a dream.

It's ridiculous.

It's also selfish to say that when we lose this kind of thing, it's the despair of being abandoned. During the rebellious period of our teens, we had a strong hatred.

Later, she met many realities in the entertainment circle, and she thought lightly, maybe there was any hardship, or that was her choice - who stipulated that women must sacrifice their own happiness for their children.Then it's more and more light, no more love and hate.

There is no expectation, just don't want to owe or implicate anything.

She would rather have stabbed herself with that knife just now, it was just between her and moshiqian.

1999。

Take the private elevator directly from the underground parking lot to the top floor.

Mo Shiqian always leads her all the way.

A box with large space and luxurious decoration.

The sofa is very textured wine red.

Wearing a beige coat, sitting with long legs overlapped, thin lips containing a half lit cigarette, the blue and white smoke slowly spread.

Half squinting his eyes, he glanced casually at a ball on the ground, raised his chin, pointed to his finger, and said lightly, "I've got it, but he's trying to escape, so I'm not sure whether it's important or not. Maybe he's disabled."

The color of the carpet is not deep, so the blood on it is very bloody. When Chi Huan saw it, he was shocked. He leaned on the man directly.

Mo Shiqian bowed his head and took her into his arms.

He looked at the eye fashion, and looked at the man who was probably too noisy and his mouth was closed by adhesive tape, and finally his eyes fell on the woman who played with the notebook.

"How did you bring her?"

Chu Xi sat on the sofa and listened to him. He put the notebook on his body on the coffee table, then turned the screen to face them, and said, "this is monitoring, I got it."

It didn't matter at first. A few seconds later, he narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold voice, "what do you mean?"

Popular fingers take off the smoke, lips still holding a smile that means unknown, "when I started to get the monitoring, the people in the monitoring room said that they had been bought at a high price, no longer."

He spread out his hand slightly, smiling a little bit coldly. "I caught it. It doesn't matter whether it's monitored or not. But if someone wants to buy it at a high price, it may be worth a little."