Chapter 8

Driving home, I received a call from Qin Xiaoxiao on the way, asking her how the result was.

Song Miao truthfully tells Qin Xiaoxiao what happened. Of course, he omits the unnecessary part.

Qin Xiaoxiao is very happy, and asked about her God of some things before hanging up.

Perhaps because the first draft of the design was approved, song Miao was in a good mood.

When she got home, it was almost ten o'clock. At this time, Yang Jing had gone to bed.

The car just drove into the door of Chu's house, and a black Lamborghini came out with a pretty cry.

Song Miao is no stranger to this voice, which belongs to Fang Xin.

Just a good mood, like the cold winter was the first basin of ice water to drench, completely cool.

Sitting in the car, song Miao felt stiff and cold.

She turned off the lights in the car, and the lights in the opposite car were also turned off. It just happened that the car was parked under the lights in the small garden, and the ambiguous scene inside was clear.

Song Miao looks at Fang Xin putting on her skirt and coat in a hurry. She looks at Chu Shaoyan in a strange way. She kisses Chu Shaoyan again. It seems that there is a gap in her heart. The cold wind passes through it without fear.

Do not know how long, long to her heart has been numb, Chu Shaoyan just started his car, carrying Fang Xin left.

Song Miao went into the room like a walking corpse and went straight into the washroom. He turned on the tap and wanted to wash his face.

As soon as the water opened, she slid to the ground and buried her face in her knees.

She and Chu Shaoyan were not like this at the beginning. Although she pestered him most of the time, he was very gentle to her and never severely criticized her or made her feel uncomfortable.

But I don't know when, he began to change.

He can no longer see what she has done for him, has been no bottom line to make her uncomfortable.

Song Miao shivers when she feels chilly. She finds that the tap is not turned off, and a pool of water has accumulated on the floor of the bathroom, soaking her clothes.

She got up and turned off the tap. Looking at the woman in the mirror, whose face was as white as a ghost, she wanted to pull a smile, but the smile was worse than the cry..

Just out of the bathroom, the door of the villa was opened from the outside.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, song Miao didn't look back.

Since he hates himself, why do he always get together?

She did not squint to go upstairs, but found behind the footsteps closer and closer, in her too late to respond, the right hand was a hand tightly grasped, "where did you go tonight?"

Chu Shaoyan's voice was cold, and he grasped her wrist with no scruple.

Song Miao only felt that her wrist was about to dislocate. She turned around, and her voice was repressed and faint. "Eat with people."

"With whom?"

Chu Shaoyan looked into her eyes.

Song Miao's eyes are very beautiful, but it's not that kind of bright and beautiful beauty. It's another kind of gentle and quiet beauty. Her facial features are exquisite, without the slightest attack power, which makes people calm down every time they see her.

Chu Shaoyan was in a trance for a moment. He thought that if the woman in front of him was not a snake hearted woman, maybe he was willing to live with her reluctantly.

Just this idea flashed through my mind, and he threw it away.

Chu Shaoyan's face sank in an instant. "Shouldn't it be that I have dinner with a group of men again? It's dinner. Song Miao, you won't do something I don't know without telling me, will you? How do you do business with clients, huh? "

Speaking of the back, his tone gradually fierce and unhappy.

Song Miao quietly looks at the man in front of her. She doesn't have to guess what's going on in his mind. At this moment, she only feels extremely ironic and empty.

She pulled back the hand that he had grasped, staggered two steps, and said faintly, "why, I'm talking business with male clients, are you angry?"

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!