Looking at Liang xueou's stubborn, even fierce look, Qu Shaochen's lips rose coldly.
"Nothing?" District Little Chen Yin cold smile, put the towel back in the basin, then stood up. Looking at the woman in front of her indifferently and deeply, "how can you know?"
Even Nangong Yao didn't dare to announce this matter. No one in the whole C group except the top management and the whole world except them knows anything about it.
And Liang xueou How do you know?
Unless she has anything to do with the participants in that event, the remaining shares of Qu's can't go to her without any reason, and she can't know about C group.
"I..." Liang xueou was asked, the original arrogant look was instantly covered by guilty heart, who is Qu Shaochen? He can see through people with one look, and she is undoubtedly looking for her own death.
But she is really confused by Qu Shaochen, only then can she say those words that hurt him, but also hurt herself.
Up to now, she is not only afraid of the suspicion of Qu Shaochen, but also afraid of his revenge.
So, as a last resort, she can only pretend to be stupid.
"I just heard! There are rumors that... " She slightly pause, the brain is in rapid operation, "C group is facing economic crisis, has been acquired by other companies." In order to show that this is just the information he heard, Liang xueou pretended to care and looked at Qu Shaochen, "this Is that true? "
"You are so sure, do you still need to ask me?" Qu Shaochen's cold eyes weakened a lot, not because she pretended to be stupid, but because of some things, he didn't want to reveal so early.
"I I was just a little angry, that's why I said that. In fact... " She thought about it, and then said, "what if you have nothing?"?! You still have me, your elder brother and Qu Shi as your backing, so... "
"No need!" District Little Chen indifferently looking at her, "I haven't been reduced to be your relief."
"You..."
"No!" Qu Shaochen glanced at her, then picked up the basin and towel and walked to the bedroom.
Seeing his back disappear like this, Liang xueou's hate teeth itch, but she has to bear it silently. She didn't expect that Qu Shaochen could drag so hard when he got to this point. What's more, she didn't expect that even if he had nothing left, he would not look at himself more.
And it's all because of that woman!
Thinking of this, Liang xueou glared at the sickbed and looked at the woman lying there at ease. He secretly made a decision for himself.
One can contact all the people who are not good for her, and can get the decision of Qu Shaochen.
Then he turned and walked out of the ward. -
outside the gate of Ren'ai hospital
a black Porsche stops there. In the driver's seat, Nangong Yao wears a black sunglasses and looks straight at the entrance and exit of the hospital. His eyebrows are tightly wrinkled until he sees a familiar figure coming out from the inside, and his expectant eyes recede.
Liang xueou saw him from a distance, so he walked over without hesitation, then opened the door and sat on the co pilot.
The moment the door closed, the two people seemed to be waiting for each other to speak, and no one spoke.
There was a sudden silence in the car.
Finally, Nangong Yao said, "is she awake? How's it going? "
"Is she that important?" Liang xueou suddenly roared out, like in what evil general, the whole person hysterical roar, eyes congested looking at Nangong Yao, the voice is still high pitched, "she why?! Why? "
Nangong Yao looked at the inexplicable woman in front of him and frowned tightly. "Liang xueou, what are you crazy about?"
"I'm crazy?! Ah... " Liang xueou suddenly sneered. Her eyes were full of tears, and she looked at each other wrongly. "Nangong Yao, don't forget that I had a relationship with you, and I had sex with you! It's not her Mujing orange! No matter from what direction, the person you should care about is me, right?! Why is she? What is she?! What is it? "
"Pa", a slap fell heavily on Liang xueou's face.
Liang xueou suddenly froze there because of a strong tingling feeling. She looked at the man in front of her and couldn't believe her eyes. "You hit me?"
Although she was rejected by Qu Shaochen and Bao by Qu Hongfeng, they never touched her finger.
And Nangong Yao The man who thinks he is being used by himself, the man who she thinks she can control in the palm of her hand, he beat her?!
For a moment, like being humiliated, all the anger in Liang xueou's heart came out.
It's spreading out of control.
"Nangong Yao, how dare you beat me?" Liang xueou's whole body trembles and stares at him. He looks like an unforgivable villain. He bites his teeth tightly. Then he takes out a knife from his bag and stabs Nangong Yao, "I'll kill you!" tqR1Nangong Yao's reaction was quick. When the knife stabbed him, he immediately reached out and grasped Liang xueou's arm, but he was not stabbed by the sharp point of the knife.
"Are you out of your mind?" Although Nangong Yao's voice was angry, it was obvious that he was suppressing his emotions.
For Liang xueou, she is just a piece of her own.
He did not expect that, just a word inadvertently, she could suddenly be so crazy.
"I'm crazy!" Liang xueou roared, tears could not help but flow out, the grievance and anger intertwined in her heart, so that she suddenly lost her sense, "I'm crazy to be played by you smelly men, I'm crazy to be willing to do so many things, to be played by you in the palm of your hand, to be despised by you, to be eaten by you! I am also a woman, I also need comfort, need people to love, but how do you treat me?! Why are you doing this to me?! Why? "
Nangong Yao looked at her and cried for a moment. He knew that she was not aiming at herself, but for another reason, so he sighed helplessly and released her hand holding the knife.
"Because of Qu Shaochen?" This is the most obvious reason, otherwise with Liang xueou's high psychological quality, it is impossible to be so easily "infected", let alone so lost.
Sometimes, Nangong Yao feels that they are similar.
They are all unscrupulous in order to achieve their goals, but also for their own goals to endure to the point of suffering.
Based on this, he admired this woman.