Chapter 29.2

"Zezhao! Wuwuwu... " When Fu Shaojin saw that Xin Zezhao's eyes finally fell on him, he called out to Xin Zezhao, crying even harder, hoping that Xin Zezhao would do justice for her as before.

"What's the matter?" Xin Zezhao frowned and didn't mean to help her up.

Fu Shaojin had to sit on the ground and look at Xin Zezhao pitifully. He pointed his hand at Liang Xiaoyu and complained quickly: "she hit." Because of excessive force, accidentally pulled to the face of the red and swollen place, pay Shaojin eat pain of hiss.

Hearing this accusation, Xin Zezhao looks at Liang Xiaoyu, who is watching the play on one side, and asks in doubt, "what are you doing?"

Liang Xiaoyu blinked his eyes and nodded, with a natural look: "well, I'll fight."

Xin Zezhao looks at Liang Xiaoyu's beautiful apricot eyes. Although there is a smile in them, there are some uneasiness and hesitation behind the smile. She can't help sighing.

He took a step forward and pulled Fu Shaojin up from the cold ground. He said in a soft voice, "go to the bathroom first, and then go home."

"But..." Fu Shaojin stood up along Xin Zezhao's arm and nestled beside him in fear. He was very unwilling to hear Xin Zezhao let her go first.

"Well, you'd better go back and have a good rest. I'll deal with it here." Seeing that Fu Shaojin had been able to stand still in place, Xin Zezhao subconsciously opened the distance from her, and his face regained a cool look.

Fu Shaojin raised her eyes to see Xin Zezhao's unquestionable seriousness, so she had to step back, but still did not forget to make a full picture of her poor appearance.

Xin Zezhao put Fu Shaojin's unwilling appearance into his eyes. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at it lightly. He pretended to be light, but actually nervously grasped Liang Xiaoyu's two fists.

"Go back first, I'll take you to the door." The cold voice said this soft words, and then the tone changed, became cold without a trace of temperature: "Liang Xiaoyu, come to my office later."

With this sneer, Fu Shaojin sees that the expression on Liang Xiaoyu's face, which has always been fearless and elated, suddenly becomes stiff and dim, and the slightly tilted lips droop.

Looking at the frost on Xin Zezhao's face, Fu Shaojin is very obedient and obedient. He does what Xin Zezhao says and leaves Xin's family temporarily.

In such a big office, there is only Liang Xiaoyu, who is empty and cold. However, the confidence and publicity on her pretty face have already disappeared, leaving only a bit of gloom and entanglement.

Just a few minutes passed, but Liang Xiaoyu was as old as a second. He looked towards the door from time to time. He was quite restless. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he prepared for the worst.

The slight foot sound slowly rings out, and then comes the sound of the door handle gently turning. Liang Xiaoyu immediately turns back, sits on the sofa, straightens his waist, and looks ahead.

Before Liang Xiaoyu's tall and straight figure like Xiuzhu came to her, the cool voice had already passed into her ear: "do you know what you did wrong?"

Liang Xiaoyu straightened her body, her black eyes drooped slightly, her red lips pursed slightly, without saying a word.

While Liang Xiaoyu ponders, Xin Zezhao has come to her and looks down at her.

After pondering for a moment, Liang Xiaoyu slowly said, "shouldn't you hit your childhood friend?"

Xin Zezhao pursed his lips, raised his hand and gently lifted Liang Xiaoyu's chin. His long eyes covered by his long eyelashes were full of unhappy light. His cold voice was filled with faint dissatisfaction: "you shouldn't leave me behind and hide yourself in the Secretary's room."

Hearing this, Liang Xiaoyu blinked in surprise, as if he couldn't believe it and said, "you Don't you blame me for hitting her? "

"That's another matter. Now let's settle the account you left me." Xin Zezhao gently pinched Liang Xiaoyu's chin and continued: "you know that she has an intention to me, and even let me be alone with her."

"Well, this..." Liang Xiaoyu moved his eyes away, and his dark eyes kept turning. He said weakly, "people obviously come to you to talk about the past..."

"You're not afraid. What will happen to her and me?" The sword eyebrow picks lightly, the displeasure in Xin Zezhao's eyes is more and more heavy, the hand that holds Liang Xiaoyu's chin also subconsciously increases some micro strength.

Liang Xiaoyu bit his lip and shook his head slightly: "at least not now." After a pause, he added, "if that's the case, there's nothing I can do."

"Fool." Xin Zezhao released the hand that held her chin, rubbed her smooth silk, and sat down beside Liang Xiaoyu.

Seeing that the topic was over, Liang Xiaoyu hesitated for a while before he tentatively said, "are you really Don't blame me for hitting her? She has grown up with you for more than ten years. "

"Tell me, how did you fight? It's the first time I saw Shaojin in such a mess."

Liang Xiaoyu pursed her lips and glanced at Xin Zezhao. She felt a light loss in her heart, but she pretended to be relaxed and asked: "do you feel distressed?"Xin Zezhao bent his lips, put a smile on Nannan and nodded. Cool small more see this, in the heart of the sense of loss is more obvious, unconsciously think of just pay Shaojin in the secretary room said.

"Show me your hand."

Liang Xiaoyu is now surrounded by the loss of emotion, suddenly heard such a sentence, some trance, looking at Xin Zezhao with doubts on his face.

A low sigh escaped from Xin Zezhao's lips. Xin Zezhao didn't wait for Liang Xiaoyu's one muscle person to react, so he directly reached out and turned Liang Xiaoyu's hand over.