An Xiaoqiao has already felt his obvious alienation. Since he just returned to pick her up, they have no eye contact any more.

This is a kind of emotional communication without words, but Ling shaotian no longer gives it to an Xiaoqiao. His heart suddenly becomes empty. Isn't this the result he wants? How can he feel such heartache now.

All over, she looked at the ceiling empty, motionless lying on the gray bed.

Ling shaotian came out of the bathroom, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt and turned his back to her: "go to the guest room, I don't like to share the bed with others."

Don't like or don't want to, an Xiaoqiao already know, quickly get up, the wound on the heart faintly painful, she stretched out her hand to cover, left in a hurry.

Quickly went to the guest room, closed the door, like a deflated ball paralyzed in the door, tears across the cheek, sobbing covered his mouth, do not let himself make a sound.

As soon as an Xiaoqiao left, Ling shaotian opened his cold eyes, rolled out of bed, went to the large French window, looked at the scene lit by sporadic street lamps, and stretched out his hand to light a cigarette.

Take a good breath.

This kind of indifference, really special do not adapt, forget it, will eventually adapt.

After smoking, he picked up his coat and went downstairs. The roaring phantom of Rolls Royce left the castle at two o'clock in the night.

On the way down the mountain, Ling shaotian calls up Cha Sijie in his sleep and goes directly to the Ginza bar.

In the largest box, Ling shaotian is like a lazy lion, sitting on the sofa, drinking tequila cup after cup. When Cha Sijie came to the box, he saw that two bottles had been empty on the table.

After picking the tip of his brow lightly, he walked in and sat down on his side: "what's the matter? How can I borrow wine to relieve my worries?"

"It's OK to be dissatisfied." Ling shaotian glanced at him, complied with his mind, and said without joking.

Looking at his black face, Cha Sijie didn't know how to respond. The goods actually played a joke seriously. He was in a bad mood.

"What's the matter?" Cha Sijie looks at Ling shaotian seriously and asks seriously.

For his serious, Ling shaotian smile: "drink, don't with women as pinching."

Ling shaotian didn't give him a bottle of XO. With such a bold drink, can he go home today.

He took the wine, looked at the full bottle of new wine, speechless shook his head, finally unscrewed the lid, looked up and drank a few mouthfuls.

In the quiet private room, there was only the sound of bottles crashing. Looking at Ling shaotian's death, Cha Sijie finally put out his hand to stop him: "come on, how can Ann Xiaoqiao provoke you? You can also do such things as drinking to relieve worries."

Hear the name of an Xiaoqiao, his eyes of chaos, a moment absent-minded, light mouth: "a woman, what can the whole moth, don't say, go back to sleep."

After listening to his words, chasijie's face was black. The goods didn't play cards according to common sense. It really made people drunk. He said quickly, "you're embarrassed. She doesn't forgive you now. It must be because she thinks you shot her. You can't explain it. If you move your mouth, you'll die."

He won't die, but he doesn't want to.

Seeing that he was silent, chaszejie said, "you say you don't ask her about your child. Maybe she is forced to do nothing. I say whether you two want to hurt each other all your life."

If that's the case, chasjie's heart aches for his stomach for a few seconds. After all, it grows on him.

Three days and two ends hurt each other, and then drink, finally pull him on the back, there is more miserable life than him.

Ling shaotian didn't want to listen to him, so he took his clothes and walked away.

"Hey, drink without driving, drive without drinking." Seeing him leave, chasjie quickly reached out to stop him and responded with a slam of the door.

The sky has been full of white, gorgeous illusion, rushed through the dawn back to the castle.

Just back to the bedroom, lying on the big bed, I heard a knock on the door. Ann Xiaoqiao walked in with a dim look, smelled a smell of wine, frowned, put his shirt on the sofa, and turned away.

"Wait a minute." Ling shaotian looks at the shirt on the sofa and shouts coldly.

An Xiaoqiao turns around and looks at Ling shaotian in bed.

"Take the clothes and throw them away." When he finished, there was no more movement. An Xiaoqiao, who was shocked, stood there and was at a loss.

Clothes lost, but he is wearing a night, he will lose, also, Ling shaotian has a habit of cleanliness, now even his bed does not let her sleep, not to mention his clothes.

Anxiaoqiao reached for his clothes and turned to leave the room. Originally, he was thinking about the smell of wine in the room. He must have drunk a lot. He was going to ask him if he would feel uncomfortable. It seemed that he was amorous.

When he went downstairs, he saw Uncle Xiang. After greeting him politely, he said slowly: "Xiao Qiao lives here these days. The weather is bad. The young master's leg always hurts. He refuses to let him rest. It's really more and more capricious."

Originally also want to refuse, but see Uncle Xiang a face sigh worried appearance, finally still can't bear, light mouth: "Uncle Xiang don't worry, I will live here these days."

For the first time, an Xiaoqiao didn't refuse to live in the castle. Uncle Xiang had some accidents, but he turned to be pleasantly surprised and said, "really, you can't go back on your promise. That's great. Young master, you don't have to worry about leg pain at night."

After hearing uncle Xiang's words, an Xiaoqiao frowned and hesitated: "well, he's not comfortable these days. Is he too tired?"

Anxiaoqiao is concerned about his young master, and uncle Xiang is even more happy. He says things out of his head: "yes, the Hilton Hotel has been shelved recently, and the electronics factory has caused a lot of people's lives. The young master has been dealing with things in the countryside a few days ago. He came back yesterday. When he heard that you were discharged from the hospital, he ran to see you. As a result, he picked you up. He still thinks about you in his heart."

i see.

No wonder, yesterday I saw Ling shaotian's dusty appearance. It turned out that he had just come back from a business trip.

Some guilt, standing on the stairs, looked up at the upstairs, some embarrassed smile: "Uncle Xiang, don't worry, these days I will take good care of him." It's like making up for what I said last night.

"It's the best way. The young master knows. He will be very happy." Uncle Xiang gave a knowing smile.

After sleeping until the afternoon, Ling shaotian finally woke up and saw a glass of boiled water on the table. He quickly picked it up and drank it. He drank too much wine and was heartbroken

Wake up, see the door was carefully pushed open, an Xiaoqiao tentatively eyes see Ling shaotian sitting on the bed, immediately panic, at a loss of low eyes mouth: "you, you wake up, I'll help you." Then he turned and left.

Ling shaotian frowns, thinking that she has left, but did not expect that she was in the castle, thinking, the mobile phone on the bedside table rings.

"Hello, I'm ling shaotian."

"President, it has decided to let Li muyuan be the mayor of Xinghua City. Now he has gone home. I'm afraid the plan of Mr. Li is not so simple." Ah Xin reported in a low voice.

"Well, the change in the political situation means that all industries in Xinghua City need to be reorganized. Let the people below pay attention to it. When Li muyuan comes back, he must be the first to deal with LK." Ling shaotian seems to have expected such a result, indifferent should be, thinking of another step in the heart of the plan.