Chapter 956

Name:Love's Passed Author:xiao wan zi
I looked at Su Xiangyang in surprise.

His hand subconsciously touched his coat pocket.

In his pocket, there is a letter. I don't know when Su Xiangyang put it in.

I bowed my head and took it out. It said on the envelope that I would open a line of big words when you were sure the time was right.

Just look at the time of the envelope. When I look up again, Su Xiangyang has disappeared in my sight.

"Go home." Huo Ting came back and took my hand.

Then his eyes fell on my hand, wondering, "what's this?"

I was also puzzled and shook my head at Huo Tinggui. "I don't know. Su Xiangyang just stuffed it for me. Look at it and wrote words."

I handed the envelope to Huo Tinggui.

He studied it carefully for a long time. There was only a letter in it. He couldn't see what was written through the thick envelope.

"Otherwise, open it now. I think it's a good time." I suggested.

Huo stopped and returned but hesitated. "Wait a little longer. Maybe Su Xiangyang didn't give it to you until before boarding. I just hope you don't open it so soon."

Hearing this, I stopped my hand.

Carefully put the envelope in the bag, then took Huo Tinggui's arm and walked outside.

When I returned to Li residence, I suddenly felt a little empty, perhaps because there was one missing person.

Fortunately, it was empty and soon filled with work.

While Huo Ting returned to the company to deal with things, I also went to my room and began to search for what I needed in the pile of fax data.

It's all about the hotel.

Probably everyone didn't expect that there would be a reversal in the hotel, so since the hotel was sealed up, the tourism planning of that line was directly terminated.

After that, the various schemes revised were stacked together, which made my head big.

At this time, I have to admit that I am really old.

When you see these materials, you will start to have a headache.

Two years ago, I could accompany my leaders to find customers to sign contracts at night, go home at one o'clock, and show up at the morning meeting at seven o'clock the next morning, talking about my schedule.

However, although work makes me very tired, the sense of familiarity I haven't seen for a long time makes me feel suddenly back to two years ago.

Although I'm not that young anymore.

For two days in a row, I was busy in this pile of fax materials.

When I remembered Su Xiangyang again, it was already the morning of the third day.

I sat downstairs at the dinner table and drank the tremella soup stewed by Aunt Qian. While listening to Aunt Qian, I said, "why didn't Su Xiangyang call back after he went to the Maldives? I didn't answer when I called."

"Didn't you answer?" I'm a little surprised.

When I opened my cell phone, I found that Su Xiangyang didn't call me, or even text messages.

Did this guy forget to report peace when he arrived in the Maldives?

Or

A bad situation suddenly occurred to me.

Quickly dialed Su Xiangyang's phone and wanted to ask about him.

Almost at the same time, my email jumped out and prompted me to have a new email, the sender, Su Xiangyang.

After clicking, there is a picture of Maldives. There is a line of words below. It's beautiful to be alone.

Send time, one minute ago.