Chapter 383

She didn't look back, she just tried to get her hands back.

The man's low voice continued behind her, "that Rhett is a man who can only eat, drink, play, and spend a lot of money, but he is still a Lawrence on the surface, so he is regarded as a puppet by other shareholders You listen to me, don't go, eh? "

His tone is a little low-key persuasion, but always with the strength and hegemony in his bones. When they are mixed together, it's hard to describe what kind of feeling it is.

"Mo Shiqian, let go."

She looked back at him. "I know what you mean, and I know what I'm going to face. Mo Shiqian, I've been in this circle for more than seven years, not an ignorant girl. I can decide whether to go or not What about the movie if I don't go? "

"Chi Huan," the man's cold and indifferent face finally moved his anger, and the fingers holding her wrist also increased his strength, and the voice became more tense. "It's just a movie, it's worth letting you go to such a messy place, see such a messy man? You know it's going to happen, and you're going to go? "

"Why can't I go?"

His breath sank, his dark eyes fixed on her, spitting out four words one by one, "I won't let you go."

"But I want to make movies and make money."

"The money I gave you, no matter how extravagant you are, is enough for you to live a few years without worry. If you can't make a film for the time being, you can't bear it a little bit."

Knowing that a man with such rubbish has trapped her, she can't wait to go to the appointment?

Chi Huan's eyes were so sour that she was worried about tears falling down, so she looked at other places, blinked hard several times to force her tears back, and said coldly, "can't you ignore me?"

"You just think I can't,"

she looks back at him, just wants to talk, but bumps into the man's haze and self mocking eyes, her heart suddenly curls up.

may see that she is so distracted in her expression, soft and modish, and lowers her head, unconsciously approaching her, holding her wrist's hands and lifting her face. Deep ink eyes look at her eyes almost to coax her way. "Huan Huan, you listen, you listen to me, do not go, if you feel too boring recently, you can go out to travel with friends......" You're going to be able to make the movie again, huh? "

He was close to her, gentle and tired, and most of his warm breath fell on her skin.

It's like kissing her at any time.

But it's just an illusion.

He won't kiss her because he's no longer qualified.

Once because of love, so unbridled.

Later, I can tell myself that he took her and could give her a life that no one else could.

He always thought that what he could give was the best for her.

But now he has nothing.

When Chi Huan thought of why she asked Lawrence to start his business with leiran dad, he said to give her a warning to avoid her being soft hearted.

The man she found was Tang Yueze. She could also deceive herself and comfort herself. At least she liked a man in her girlhood.

But Muxi is not the same. Once those videos are exposed, she will never be able to turn over again -

even if she actively tries to get back on track in the future, this event will inevitably become a permanent scar in her heart, even if she recovers, it will not disappear. Besides, she is too young now.

A girl who does not have 18 years old may not be able to bear such a thing at all.

Lawrence didn't even care about his son's life. How could he care about a bathing brook.

Wenyi said that she could only be more ruthless than Lawrence. She would have given up long before he died.

Chi Huan took a deep breath and opened his hand, which seemed to be a compromise. "As long as I go home, you will go back to the hospital?"

He quickly agreed, "well."

She closed her eyes and said softly, "you go back."

The man's eye ground had slight bright color, low voice asked, "you don't go?"

"Well."

He said in a low, dumb voice, "I'll take you back."

"This is my home. I just need an elevator to get to the door."

"I'll see you off."

Chi Huan bit her lower lip. Her heart was very tender, and nothing could be shown.

Because nothing can be shown, so many times, many emotions, she forced herself to ignore, as if not to care, they are really gone.

Finally, she didn't continue to fight with him. She went back to the car and put Ferrari back in the original parking space. Then she took the bag out of the car and walked back towards the elevator.

Mo Shiqian follows her without saying a word.

There are only two of them in the elevator.

Know not to ask, but she still couldn't help but asked, "your wound doesn't hurt?"

He was wearing black trousers and a black overcoat. At a glance, he could not see anything, but when he looked carefully, he could see that he was occasionally frowning, consciously or unconsciously, as if he was enduring something.The man pulls up the lip side, the smile light approaches not, "the pain, how?"

Chi Huan purses her lips and looks at the wall on her left.

But the inner wall of the elevator doesn't know what material it is made of. It has the function of reflecting light. She looked up and saw that the man on her right hand side was looking down at her.

The eyes, it seems to be affectionate, or, belong to a kind of affectionate.

She turned to look at the elevator door, lowered her head and covered her face with long hair. "Mo Shiqian, we broke up. If you always do that, I will feel very troubled."

"I'm sorry," he said faintly

When the elevator door opened, Chi Huan took the lead in going out.

She did not walk a few steps to the door. She skillfully pressed the password, opened the door and walked in. Then she turned around and looked up at the man in black in the corridor. "Now you can go back to the hospital and stop playing around with your body, OK?"

"Well."

"Are you still here?"

With a faint smile, he sighed, "close the door."

Chi Huan looks at his handsome and indifferent face, takes back his eyes, steps back, and closes the door.

Take the hand back to the doorknob, and the bag in her hand also falls on the ground. She leans back on the doorplate, and her body slowly slides down as if drained, so she sits on the ground with her knees bent.

Outside.

It was almost dark, and the lights in the corridor lit up.

That light pulls the man's body to be extra long, and renders it to be extra lonely.

I don't know how long it took him to stand silently outside the door before he put one hand into his pants pocket and then turned around and walked into the elevator.

When he got to the door, the pain he was struggling with finally showed signs of tension. He reached out and held on to the wall, which did not deprive him of his little strength.

The cold sweat on his forehead was very thin and dense, even the blue tendons were exposed.