Chapter 195

The car is long, her thoughts are flying, and she is silent for a long time. She is thinking about Gu Junqing's love story.

His anger, his roar, his ruthlessness, all because he had already had a lover, and her appearance caught him off guard, betrayed love, his indifference has a reason. Anyway, his story really touched her. It's too far fetched for her to change her attitude to understand and forgive, but she can try to put it down, be less resentful, learn to let go, and liberate herself.

Looking at ye Junzhi's side face, Huo Zhi bit her lip. Then she moved her eyes out of the window and watched the lotus blooming by the roadside. The music fountain in front of the square danced gracefully and touched her stomach. Her eyes were full of empty color.

His story is moving, his Nan'er is pitiful, so what kind of tomorrow will she and her baby be! The whole person lost, full of melancholy, beautiful again frown up.

Ye Jun know side Yan, looking at her for a long time, probably feel to be staring at, Huo Zhi suddenly turned back, on the burning gaze of Ye Jun know, panic to avoid.

Then he suddenly said: "you are the eldest daughter of the family, and you are the eldest grandson of the family. As long as you decide to keep the child and go straight to find the old man Gu Xiuyuan, I believe the child can be saved, and no one dares to take you."

The man with clear eyes and clear brows refused to move his eyes for a long time.

Is he planning for himself? Does he sympathize with himself?

The air conditioning in the car is mild and comfortable. Her hair is slightly blown by the wind. Her hair is very long, and a wisp of it floats up at will. It rubs his cheek mischievously, itchy and fragrant.

Looking out of the window, Huo Zhi shook his head, "I don't want to have this identity any more. I didn't want to go wrong until I got involved. I will leave here after all this is settled."

It will be a thing of the past about caring for the family and caring for their grandmothers sooner or later. Beautiful memories can be called memories, but she can't remember the beautiful stars at all. Some of them are just obscure memories, good and bad.

Ye Junzhi's eyebrows closed and his fists clenched: "leave here? Where are you going? How does a woman live? Here's your family! "

Delicate woman, smile.

"I don't know, anywhere. I can live a good life, rely on their own hands, with their own sweat, watering the future of a new life When I was in Qingcheng University, I had a painting dream. Later, I wanted to be a simultaneous translator. Later, I had no dream. I was just a fool. After graduation from graduate school, I was engaged in the financial industry. Now I have come to understand that there is a great chance for me to meet the chief editor of the financial industry. Therefore, I want to say goodbye to finance and pursue my dream Not sure. "

Ye Junzhi was suddenly stunned. He thought she was perfunctory, but it didn't seem so. The woman in front of him made him feel generous, tolerant, wise, kind and gentle.

"In the past, I worked very hard to learn flower arrangement, dancing and etiquette. In order not to humiliate the president, I didn't want to be told that his wife didn't understand anything. I wanted to add points for him. All day long, my heart was full of him, but --" she gave a wry smile:

"those were not used. He had a suitable partner for every occasion, and I was the most unsuitable for him Well, now that it's over, I still look back on my wife's position and give it to the right person. I also have a lot of time at my disposal. I'm very satisfied with that. "

Huo Zhi is intoxicated in her dream, very contented, calm language seems to tell other people's stories, gentle face.

The car is very quiet. The mobile phone rings. She looks at it in surprise. Who will find herself at this time? Looking at her hesitant to answer the phone number.

"Why not?" Ye Junzhi's voice came from his ear.

"Hello - really? Great, I will work hard, thank you, thank you for giving me this job - OK, art illustration - OK

Put down the phone, Huo Zhi heart of small sweet can't help overflowing, she is a little excited, completely forget that there is a man in the car, and this man just met a few.

"What makes you so happy?" The happy atmosphere infects ye Junzhi. Unconsciously, the corner of his mouth also rises slightly.

"I've got a job - art editor, working for a magazine, amateur - at present, my situation is more suitable - painting is one of my hobbies. Some people say that if my job happens to be my hobby, it will be the happiest thing in the world. I'm so lucky."

Ye Jun know through the mirror, see her, very satisfied with the lovely playful, even feel very happy, girls smile like flowers, than the face like yellow flowers haggard loss to be more beautiful.

"En - Congratulations - Ms. Huo Zhi - future painter - female painter!" He succeeded in amusing her with a serious and slightly teasing manner.

The car is very smooth and comfortable, so she wants to sleep. Her long hair is scattered, showing a beautiful face. She is clean, simple and elegant. Huo Zhi leans against the window frame and cushions a pillow. She sleeps on the pillow and her eyes are narrow and comfortable.Suddenly an emergency brake, she was awakened, the original is to avoid the opposite car.

"Mr. Ye, are you ok?" She asked nervously subconsciously.

"It's OK, Miss Huo. Are you ok?" Ye Junzhi's tone is similar to Gu Junqing's usual tone, and she can't see any color. She just doesn't know that he just lost his mind just because he was staring at her like a lotus, and then he almost went off and collided with the opposite car.

"It's OK." She had her hair cut and looked at the street view outside.

All of a sudden! She saw two ceramic dolls in the window of a souvenir shop.

"Mr. Ye, would you please stop at the corner?" Although she finished, ye Junzhi stopped at the fastest speed, but it was 100 meters away from the shop she saw.

She didn't need to say what she was doing when she got off the bus. Ye Junzhi knew it when he saw her bright eyes. In the beautiful street, women asked men to stop in a hurry. Generally, they saw the goods they wanted. He was very curious about what could attract this fairy woman in front of him.

The 100 meter road is very short and long. The short one is because there is something in front of you. The long one is because of your mood at this time.

"Mr. Ye, I want to go to that souvenir shop. If I delay you --"

"no delay, I'll go with you!" Ye Junzhi goes to the store with her without thinking.

Facing the street, the shop is a large French window, bright and clean, with several artistic goods. Huo Zhi's trembling fingers caress the window, just like a child seeing a beautiful candy, no matter what.

She came for the two ceramic dolls, a man and a woman, with lovely colors. They were wearing the crown of the king and the queen respectively. The queen was wearing a pink series of long skirts, and the king was dressed in full dress. The colors on the clothes matched the Queen's very well

"do you like this?" Ye Junzhi looks at the woman who lingers beside the window in a strange way.

"En - I don't know whether the baby is a boy or a girl. I want to give Baobao a gift, whether it is a boy or a girl. Mr. Ye - when the baby is born, if it is a girl, give it to her. If it is a boy, give it to him. Please promise me, OK?"

The most difficult thing in the world is the separation of mother and son, but she is forced to face the separation and smile.

Cruel, really cruel.

"Well, I promise you!" Ye Junzhi is deeply sad for the woman in front of him, but he can't persuade another stubborn man to hurt the girl in front of him.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye."

"Welcome! The clerk greets her warmly in a sweet voice.

She found that the dolls could be sold separately, and her eyes were staring at the porcelain dolls.

Her soft white slender fingers touch the crown on the top of the girl's head, and along the grain of the clothes, she rubs one by one. Her eyes move. In the same way, she rubs the pattern on the boy's sabre.

"These two China Dolls, wrap them for us." A deep male voice came from above. It was ye Junzhi's voice.

"Mr. Ye, you have to promise me that you must give it to me - the baby of the future."

Her voice became soft, and a little waxy, which was completely immersed in the maternal world, only her own unconscious.

The waiter happily took two dolls to pack and check out.

Huo Zhi stayed in the same place, feeling disappointed.