It should have been cleaned by the Qiao family. The garbage can was filled with all kinds of gift boxes, empty wine bottles and melon shells. In those garbage, his eyes were sharply focused on a spot. A bunch of flowers and a black swan cake package that had not been opened were probably thrown out. Through the transparent part of the cake packaging, you can see the cake inside, which has been thrown out of shape Some of the fresh flowers that he received in the morning were still delicate and lustrous. The petals were scattered all over the ground. Some flowers had been trampled, and the hot stamping cards had been torn in two, and they were randomly thrown on the embarrassed flowers.

At that moment, he was as if he had been hit by someone's acupoint. Standing in the same place, he could not move. The joy in his heart and the beauty out of his imagination were just like being beaten away. Instead, he seemed to be severely slapped in the face and gave a loud slap.

He stood in place for a long time before he stepped forward, squatted down and picked up the bunch of flowers.

It was true that the bunch of flowers was not valuable to JoAnn Ho, and it was not much money to him now, but to him at that time, it was the reward he received for several episodes of a play.

Under the drizzle, he wanted to arrange the flowers well, as if it could restore his scattered heart, but it was useless. The delicate perianth fell too hard and was trampled too rotten. When he touched his fingers, the petals fell to the ground. Finally, in his hand, there was only a big bunch of bare branches.

He shivered for a long time, then picked up the card which was torn in two and put it together. The sentence he wrote "only when you have a golden year" can fall into sight. Because of the rain, the oil pen is a little dizzy.

He didn't know how long he had been squatting there. Suddenly, there was a stop behind him. Then the door was opened and there was a sound of footsteps. Finally, he stopped behind him: "excuse me, excuse me."

He restrained his emotions and stood up slowly, still holding the branch of the bunch of flowers in his hand. He turned around and saw that the visitor was the housekeeper of the Xu family.

The housekeeper didn't wait for him to speak. He pointed to the car behind him and said, "please go to a place with me. Madam wants to see you."

Naturally, he knew that the housekeeper's wife meant Han Ruchu. Han Ruchu always hated him to death. Seeing what good he could do, he stood still.

The housekeeper was not in a hurry, and then added, "madam, I'll tell you something about Miss Ann Hao."

"Miss Ann Hao", these four words are like a soft rib. They pinched his lifeline severely. He drooped his eyes and got on the car.

The housekeeper drove him to a private club, but he was led to the monitoring room of the club.

There was no one in the monitoring room, only Han Ruchu was alone. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes. In front of her was a box magnified screen. He only needed one glance to recognize all the people inside, Xu Jiamu, Qiao Anhao, Qiao Anxia, Zhao Meng, and some friends he also knew.

The housekeeper waited for him to enter, and then he closed the door.

In the monitoring room, only he and Han Ruchu were there. He didn't open his mouth to say hello to Han Ruchu. Han Ruchu didn't mind. He laughed elegantly and haughtily. He didn't even look at him. He just threw a sentence: "you like Joe."

Her words are affirmative sentences without even a trace of doubt.

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