Chapter 1870

Tang Xiaoyu talked about the current situation of living in Mr. Li's villa. Peige was a little relaxed. Finally, he knew the current situation of his good friend in the United States and settled his worry.

"Don't worry, GERGE. I'm fine and blossoming well. We don't have to worry about anything at Mr. Li's house. Now how is Mrs. Qu's business handled? I care more about this."

Tang Xiaoyu is concerned about Peige's behavior towards old lady Qu, not all his actions after coming to the United States.

"It's all right. Don't worry. I've handed over all her evidence to the police station. Waiting for her is the most fair trial. Xiaoyu, don't talk about me. How do you know Mr. Li? I'm so surprised. They all say that Mr. Li is easy-going and doesn't play cards according to common sense. How do you know him?"

Peige was surprised. He didn't know how Tang Xiaoyu met Mr. Li, and how they got along now. They seemed to be a family, but they weren't relatives.

"That's a long story."

Tang Xiaoyu turned around, looked at the flowers sleeping on the stroller, turned around and continued to say to Peige.

"I tell you, it's not because of me..."

Tang Xiaoyu told the story of meeting Mr. Li on the plane. Peige was amazed that the two people were so coincidental. She didn't expect that the two people could be so coincidental.

"At first, I thought it was fake or fake, but I looked at the business card he gave me. There was a red handprint on the edge of the business card, which was not his fault. And you know, Mr. Li won't easily give business cards to others. That's why I'm sure that this person is Mr. Li's. don't believe it. Sometimes this fate is such a wonderful thing."

After the fate with Mr. Li, Peige believes more and more that fate is so wonderful in Tang Xiaoyu's heart.

"Xiaoyu, maybe this is what God sent to help you. You have to cherish it. After all, such good luck can't be casually."

Peige was heartily happy to hear that her good friend met a noble person to help, but after hearing the current situation of Tang Xiaoyu and Gu Zhengrong, Peige fell into meditation again. Although Gu Zhengrong had figured out who he loved, Peige began to worry about whether Gu Zhengrong would think that Tang Xiaoyu really didn't love him anymore.

It may be easy to love someone, but if you don't love someone, it's not such a simple thing as saying "I don't like you, I don't like you, I don't like you" three times. After all, it's because Tang Xiaoyu loves too deeply and Gu Zhengrong is indifferent for too long. The relationship between the two people suddenly contrasted, and it turned out to be so surprising.

"But Ge Ge, do you think I still love Gu Zhengrong? He hurt me so deeply that I only hate him now. I don't know if I still love him. Mr. Li said I didn't put it down, but did I really put it down? I'm not sure."

Facing his best friend, Tang Xiaoyu still said the most uncertain thing in his heart.

"Xiaoyu, do you think you don't love him anymore?"

Pei Ge understands Tang Xiaoyu's pain and sadness, and knows how much the woman has been hurt for this love. He even knows that Tang Xiaoyu insisted on giving birth to flowers by himself because he wanted to avoid Gu Zhengrong when he returned home. Pei Ge didn't even tell him.

If this is not love, then what is Tang Xiaoyu's feeling for Gu Zhengrong.

"Ge Ge, I wonder if I love Gu Zhengrong too much, so I can change from love to hate. Therefore, I can't wait to prove to him that all this is because he once couldn't see it, so I have to work so hard to show it to him."

Tang Xiaoyu can't imagine that Gu Zhengrong, whom he loves deeply, pushed himself out of such a situation because of love.

"Xiaoyu, I support your decision. As long as it's your decision, I will choose to support it. But I want to see your happiness. You already know that Gu Zhengrong and I are impossible. Now you know Gu Zhengrong's feelings for you. Why not try it? If he really has feelings for you and really wants to live a good life with you. But it's because you didn't give him a chance and didn't give him a chance Only by giving each flower a chance to know her father can your feelings become so fragile and even vulnerable. Xiaoyu, is this feeling what you want to see? "

Peige loves Tang Xiaoyu dearly. She has endured all the pain and suffered a woman giving birth to the child of the person she loves in a cold delivery room, but she chose this way because she loves him.

But now it seems that Tang Xiaoyu doesn't love Gu Zhengrong, which is impossible in Peige's view.

One can know whether one loves or not by looking at it.

"Xiaoyu, I don't want you to regret today's decision."

Ji Ziming looked at me in the distance and said, "I don't know. I'm holding the porcelain cup in my hand."

"Greg, do you also believe that I have always loved him? But now I don't have the original feelings for him."

Tang Xiaoyu looked at the garden downstairs. Mr. Li was talking to the gardener of the flower garden. Tang Xiaoyu didn't hear a word through the glass window. He only saw that the gardener cut two roses from the flower garden and put them in Mr. Li's hand.

Mr. Li put his hands together as if he were saying a word of thanks.

Tang Xiaoyu's lips bend slightly. What's the meaning of love or not? Now she has determined the goal she wants, so it's just to move towards the goal. As long as she doesn't forget her initial goal, she won't forget too much what kind of ending she wants.

"Xiaoyu, now that you have decided, I won't say anything. You should take care of yourself. I'll go to the United States to see you in a few days, okay?"

"Well, you come to the United States to see me and teach me how to get started quickly and well in the business handled by these companies."

Tang Xiaoyu was happy to hear that Peige would come to the United States. She came back to the United States with blossoms from the capital with one heart. She wanted to give blossoms a perfect future. Now with the help of good friends, she can gain a foothold in the United States more easily.

As for Gu Zhengrong, I'm afraid she really needs to treat her differently.