Yi Qiao: "I'm sorry."

Mo Beiting clasped her hand around his waist and turned, "if you just want to say sorry, you don't have to."

Yi Qiao looked at his well-defined face and felt suffocated for a moment.

They looked at each other for a long time.

Mo Beiting did not expect Shen Yiqiao to answer, so he was not angry, but he was disappointed.

He raised his hand to caress her hair, very gentle, when Yi Qiao Lengshen leaned over her lips to kiss.

Like a dragonfly skimming on the water, he soon let go, "Yiqiao, don't worry about the Lu family."

Yi Qiao's body is stiff, the hand has already pulled out from Mo Beiting's empty palm!

It's fast.

This is not so much the answer she gave Mo Beiting after careful consideration, as it is her deep-rooted idea, so that when she heard this, she subconsciously refused.

She won't leave the landing home alone, just like when they first met, she would fight with him about Lu ran, and later because Lu ran begged him.

Mo Beiting's long and narrow eyes narrowed and stood there straight. A hot flame sprang up in his chest and spread at an irresistible speed.

He sneered coldly, but it was more like self mockery, "don't panic, Shen Yiqiao..."

Looking at the woman's pale face and the two tightly pursed but trembling lips, he didn't say the more hurtful words behind and turned straight away.

"Third brother." Yi Qiao is like a balloon that has been punctured. There is a deep sense of powerlessness from the inside to the outside.

The man in the black suit put his hand on the doorknob, and Xin Chang's back showed a sense of loneliness and vicissitudes.

Yi Qiao took a deep breath, pressed down the mood of rolling wantonly in the heart, "let's divorce."

She can't get out of the Lu family now. Uncle Lu's operation is imminent. She can't watch him die indifferently.

At least, when Lu ran gets out of prison.

Mo Beiting looked back. Although he was extremely unhappy, he still endured and said in a low and dumb way, "you, don't think about it."

His voice is extremely dumb.

From a man's straight back, you can feel his tense muscles and depression.

When Mo Beiting opened the door and went out, he ran into Wang Yue, who was carrying coffee and was about to knock on the door. The coffee came out of the tilted cup, scalded the back of her hand, and splashed a lot on their clothes.

He just glanced at the coffee stains on his body, said "sorry" perfunctorily, and quickly passed Wang Yue.

Yi Qiao stood in the office, looking at Mo Beiting's back slowly away from the line of sight, she bowed her head, standing alone for a long time.

Wang Yue see two people seem to be unhappy, then did not go in to disturb Yi Qiao, gently closed the door for her.

……

Yi Qiao has been working overtime continuously recently. When she felt hungry and moved her eyes from the design software to the time column in the upper right corner of the computer, she found that it was eleven o'clock.

She raised her hand and rubbed her neck and waist, which were swollen and stiff due to sedentary, turned off the computer and stood up.

Wang Yue hasn't finished work yet. Seeing Yi Qiao come out of the office, she also stands up in a hurry, "Mr. Shen."

"Come off work. It's not safe for a girl to go back so late. If you don't have to finish something, you don't have to stay."

AC has an unwritten rule that the assistant must stay with the boss when he works overtime. In fact, it's not a rule. It's not formally written in the employee code. It's just that when an assistant is promoted to a designer, it needs the designer's signature and consent. At first, the people who stay here are to earn performance. Over time, it becomes a rule.

Sorry, Wang Yue said in a low voice, "it's not on purpose. I have work to do."

"Well," Ejiao nodded, "let's go."

"Good."

Wang Yue turns off the computer, opens the cabinet at the bottom of the desk and takes out a pocket inside. Seeing Yi Qiao looking at her, she hides the pocket behind her.

This is the clothes Mo Beiting lent her this morning. She doesn't know what's wrong with her. Seeing Yi Qiao, she subconsciously conceals them.

Now, I don't know how to explain it.

Fortunately Yi Qiao just swept her one eye, then staggered the line of sight, flatly said: "go."

Wang Yue quickly followed, looking at Yi Qiao even said to have the back, some guilty embrace the bag in the hand.

Some things she knows, but it's another matter whether she can let go freely. These days, Cinderella and the prince's story is deceptive, not to mention she is a divorced Cinderella.