Chapter 1112

Three people are chatting in the group.

"Ha ha, Miss Lian, you think more about it. We don't plan to make money from it!"

INO, "..."

"Yes, if I can give you the money, I'll steal it!" Su Qing also seconded.

"Is it really good for you to exploit the class like this?" Eno couldn't help fighting back.

"Are you still in the class? Miss Lian, you are not afraid of being kidnapped! "

INO, "..."

"I hate you rich people to pretend to be poor!"

The two sang together, but eno was very happy, because it all showed one thing.

The fact that she will be back soon.

This kind of joy, thick, is hard to hold.

Put down the mobile phone, eno looked at it. After so long, it was the first time that he found that London was really beautiful and refreshing.

It's not unreasonable for so many people to yearn for the retro architecture and characteristic road.

Just Eno is more looking forward to going back now.

While eno was enjoying the scene outside, indulging in the scene of going back, the door was knocked.

“come！” Eno opens.

The door was opened, and eno looked back and smiled at Jon.

"Jon, what can I do for you?"

Jon was standing in the direction of the door. He closed the door and looked at her with a solemn face. "Listen to Daddy, you are going back?"

Eno was not surprised that he would know that since he asked, he was more frank.

"Yes!" She nodded.

Jon looked at her, eyes bottom surging complex emotions, want to say what, but do not know where to start.

Eno stood in front of the French window, her thin figure reflected on the glass, she stood like that, elegant and gentle.

Jon raised his eyes and whispered, "when will you be back?"

Eno thought about it and said, "I was just about to talk to you about it!" With that, eno walked over. "Sit down and talk!" She said.

Jon watched, walked over and sat down in front of her.

Two people look at each other, but they are tacit.

Eno was in a good mood, so even though he knew Jon was not feeling well, he was still Frank.

"I talked to Albert about leaving the company to you!"

Jon frowned. "Are you planning not to come back?"

"Why, I'm sure I'll come back!" Eno said plainly.

"When?"

"I'm not sure, so I want to give you the company!" Eno said, "after all, I have to run back and forth. I can't be sure to come back at the first time, so the company can only give it to you!"

"What if I don't accept it?"

Enoch frowned. "Why not?"

Jon looked at her, lips closed.

"Jon, I'm going back soon. You won't turn me down at this time, will you?"

Jon continued his silence.

"I believe that the company in your hands, will do well, and, this is the mother's hard work, I believe you will not mess!"

"Eno, don't let that mother tie me up!" Jon said.

“OK！” Eno said, "then I ask you, if you don't accept it, I can make another plan!" She said.

I didn't expect that eno's attitude would change so fast, but I didn't even have an excuse to call her if he refused

"I promise you!" He said.

Enoch was stunned.

"I promise you!" Jon repeated once more, looking at her with helpless and firm eyes.

Eno also looked at him, took a deep breath, and then smiled, "thank you, Jon. I'll be very relieved if you do this!" She said.

Jon looked at her and said to her as promised, "I will manage the company and wait for you to come back!"

Eno smiled at him and said, "when I come back, I will bring you Chinese specialties and many delicious ones!"

Jon grinned at eno's smile, though it was worse than crying.

"When are you going to leave?" He asked.

"Well, look at Qi Ruiding's ticket. I think the earlier the better!"

If it is Xiao Qirui who orders tickets, it must be the first one. There is no doubt about these.

Jon took a deep breath. "OK, but I hope I can talk to you before you go!"

"Yes!" Eno nodded. "I won't leave without a word!"

Jon nodded. "Then take a rest. I'll go out first!"

"Good!"

Jon got up and went out.

Looking at his back, eno breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, she was afraid that he would not agree. In that case, she was a little worried.

Fortunately

……

After Jon went out, his face changed directly. He tore off his neck tie and walked out quickly.

I don't know how to vent the anger at the bottom of my heart. After getting on the car, Jon directly stepped on the accelerator and drove out.

The car sped along the road, as fast as a smoke.

At last, he didn't know where to drive. He stepped on the brake and stopped at the side of the road. The unhappiness in his heart has not been reduced by half at all. Jon grabs the steering wheel, mercilessly, his joints are white, and the blue tendons are highlighted.

He kept holding back, lifting his eyes. When he saw a bar, his eyes flashed a little complexity. Then he picked up his coat, opened the door and went down. He walked into the bar without looking back.

Jon's appearance is very handsome. He is more than 1.8 meters tall, especially a mixed race, which gives a noble and domineering feeling.

So as soon as he walked into the bar, he was stared at, and many women came up to chat with him with wine.

But Jon was totally indifferent, drinking wine, full of what eno had just said.

He didn't understand why eno wouldn't even give him a chance.

At the thought of how happy she was when she said she was going back, Jon felt like he had a knife in his chest.

She didn't give him more than a chance. She didn't even give him a chance.

Thinking of it, he felt both funny and sad. He drank one glass of wine after another.

I don't know how long I've been drinking. Even the waiter inside looks at him with a surprised look.

All the way to Jon's drunkenness and alcohol, he picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.

When the phone was connected, he began to say.

"Why, why don't you even give me a chance? Why, say go, so ruthless, don't you have a little feeling for me for such a long time? Even animals should have feelings? "

"Where am I inferior to him? Eno, you tell me, what can I do to let you put me in your heart, even a little bit later I love you. I really love you. I want to be with you and have a family... "

On the other side of the phone, Yi Qing holds the mobile phone. There is no expression on her white face, but the bottom of her eyes is getting red. She holds her cell phone and wants to hang up, but her hands shake.