Li Cheng, Qiao Mu left Linhu Bay, driving to the airport.
He didn't just talk about it. He really planned to leave for a trip abroad, even if it was just a look at her.
So, on the way, he called Qiao's family and asked to apply for a direct flight to La overnight.
In this phone call, as soon as he said his intention, the old housekeeper of Qiao's family was silent for a moment, and then his voice was tired, "Er Shao, no matter what's the matter, let it go, or hurry back to the old house. The old man wakes up. The meeting just heard that miss three had a car accident. He was so angry. "
Qiao Mu stepped on the brake with one foot
He just stopped in the middle of the road, so that the vehicles in the rear almost avoided and didn't rush into the back of his car.
The driver in the back was honking wildly, while Qiao Mu was looking at the front with deep eyes
The old housekeeper sighed: "yes, please come back quickly. They are on their way. The spirit of the old man's meeting is not bad. Please come quickly."
Qiao Mu is silent, before the mood of flying suddenly fell to the ground.
I can't do without it!
He lowered his eyelids, holding a mobile phone with a self mocking smile, which covered the fundus of a frost, "I know, I go back now."
Hearing this, the old housekeeper replied, "well, hurry up, they're coming!"
After he hung up, Qiao Mu left his mobile phone in the co pilot's seat. He held the steering wheel in his hands, and his eyes were full of heavy and sharp, which was a flash of obscurity.
He eased his mind, and the thin lips that he pursed slightly still revealed his constant forbearance.
In front of him is the intersection of Panqiao, the airport's high-speed highway. His eyes are burning at the continuous flow of traffic. After restarting the engine, he clenched his teeth, stepped on the accelerator and roared across the intersection of the high-speed highway.
After all, he didn't let himself go on the highway. After all, less than 10 kilometers away from the airport, he turned around and went back home.
Huanhuan, wait, second uncle... Wait.
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That night, Yan Shiqi went to the villa next door to find Wen Cheng. In the past two days, she has been busy with her fourth brother Ling MI, but she has ignored her.
Such a thought, she can't wait to see Wen Cheng as soon as possible.
Yan Shiqi rings the doorbell at the door of the villa. After waiting for a moment, no one responds. He leans over to the living room and looks. The light is still on. Someone should be at home.
She didn't take out her cell phone, which would stand in the cold wind, a little distressed.
Fourth brother and Qiao Mu are obviously still talking about things. If she turns back, she will disturb them.
Yan Shiqi hesitates. Just as she stomps to leave, the door of Wen Cheng's house opens.
She looked happy, raised her eyes and looked into the dark yellow porch, then... Embarrassed.
Inside the door stood Wen orange with disorderly hair and thin clothes. Only a man's shirt was covered outside the black nightgown!
Inkstone when seven stand at the door dumbfounded, into is not back is not.
She seems to be disturbing others!
Take a look at the corner of Wen orange's mouth, which is a little swollen. She's not at the right time.
Just like, at this moment, the sisters are very embarrassed.
Wen Cheng is shy and annoyed. She pulls the hem of her shirt and grabs her messy hair. With the cold wind blowing outside, she is not shy. She pulls the inkstone and pulls her into the room.
"Cold or not? What are you doing at the door! "
When Yan Shiqi closes the door, and Xu Bu stands in front of Wen Cheng, she coughs, "are you disturbing me?"