Chapter 440

She was drunk, and the people in front of her suddenly stopped. She did not respond. She hit the man's back directly, and her forehead hurt badly. I was about to open my mouth, but I felt the warmth on my forehead.

Suddenly realizing what it was, a heart pounded.

Subconsciously, she knew she should run away and leave. But it seemed as if it had taken root and couldn't move at all.

The man couldn't help but touch her little face and kiss her red lips directly.

The familiar breath envelops her, and Yang Yaoyao's brain is blank. She just wants to immerse herself in it and doesn't want to wake up.

Her nose was sour and her tears came down. She had been looking forward to the kiss for ten years, but it was not in this situation.

Gritting his teeth, he pushed away the man in front of him and roared: "Lu zhiang, what do you mean?"

Lu zhiang hoarse low roared: "why do you want to do this, why can't you treat yourself well?"

He knew very well that he didn't have much time and that he shouldn't be seeing her. But knowing that she was coming to the party, he couldn't help but run to see her in the distance.

But see her and other men embrace together, so intimate. Although I had thought about this situation for a long time, I knew that if he was not there, there would be other men to take care of him. But when he saw it with his own eyes, the anger in his heart seemed to ignite her.

In his lifetime, he couldn't stand it.

Yang Yaoyao sneered: "ha ha, is it related to you?"

"Don't you know what he wants to do to you?" Lu zhiang took her arm and exerted a little force.

"Know what, that's my job." Yang Yaoyao pursed her lips. Her heart was bitter. She just wanted to force him to show up.

In the face of jealousy, all the reason was burned to ashes and roared: "if I don't show up, do you want to open a room with him?"

"Lu zhiang, who am I with, who are I intimate with? What's the relationship with you? What's your qualification?"

She didn't expect Lu zhiang to say such a thing, and she didn't expect that in his eyes, she was such a casual person.

What do you mean when I came to yangyao for ten years

With that, he pushed her away and left.

Lu zhiang's whole heart was pricked by needles. He gritted his teeth and held her: "Yao Yao."

"Lu zhiang, you let me go, asshole. Since you have chosen your agent, why do you come to provoke me? What do you want?" Yang Yaoyao collapsed and cried, beating his chest with both hands, as if trying to vent all the pain of the past decade.

"No, it's not like that." Lu zhiang held her and let her vent. He could never tell her about his illness, but he could not bear to see her hurt himself so much.

Yang Yaoyao's eyes gas hope, fixed at him: "then you tell me, in the end is what?"

Lu zhiang was about to open his mouth when the mobile phone rang. He picked up his mobile phone and looked at it. He said in a soft voice, "wait for me."

Walking out of the corridor with her mobile phone, Yang Yaoyao stands alone in the dark corridor and purses her lips. What does Lu zhiang want to tell? Is that why he left ten years ago? Is he really forced to leave himself, he really like himself?

Just thinking about it, the mobile phone vibrates. Yang Yaoyao takes out a look. It's a short message from a strange number. There is only one picture on it. Huaiang is lying on his face with happiness.

Yang Yaoyao's face suddenly changes. She laughs and grins at herself and turns away.

When Lu zhiang returns to the corridor, where is Yang Yaoyao.

She took out her mobile phone and called Yang Yaoyao. No one answered. After several phone calls, no one answered. Mobile phone screen rings, looking at the caller ID above, gritted teeth and rushed to the hospital.

In the ward, the doctor is telling Li AI to pay attention when Lu zhiang pushes the door in.

"High." When Lu zhiang, a caretaker, comes in, Li aiqiang sits up with his God.

Lu zhiang quickly helped her lie down and asked, "doctor, how is her foot?"

"No big problem. If you hurt your ankle, you should cultivate yourself for a few more days." The doctor ordered, "take good care of her these days, can't walk, prevent joint dislocation."

Lu zhiang nodded: "OK, I see."

After the doctor left, Li AI looked at Lu zhiang and called out: "Zi ang."

"What's the matter?"

Li AI felt very guilty and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really useless. I should have taken care of you. I didn't expect you to take care of me now."

Lu zhiang shook his head: "as your brother, I should take care of you."

Li AI drooped her eyes, and her eyes flashed a cruel intention. Hehe, brother, she stayed beside him for many years and never wanted any brother.Where is Yang Yaoyao good enough to be like this?

"Li AI, is the foot very painful?" Lu zhiang looked at her frown, worried and asked, "I'm going to call a doctor now."

Li AI swallowed all his emotions, stretched out his hand to hold him, pulled out a smile and said, "I'm ok. I'm just worried that if I call you back suddenly, it will delay your business."

Lu zhiang thought of Yang Yaoyao, and his eyes flashed a gloomy look. He sighed and said, "don't think about it, and have a rest early."

"Can you accompany me in the hospital?" Li AI bowed his head and said to Baba.

Lu zhiang looked at her swollen ankle, but she couldn't bear to nod.

"Go to bed, too. The doctor said your body can't stay up late." Li AI said, pointing to the side of the bed.

"You have a rest. I'll go out for a while." Then he covered the quilt for her and turned out.

Li AI gritted her teeth and looked at the back of him leaving. Her mobile phone was almost crushed by her.

Lu zhiang comes to the corridor and dials the number in his memory again. The other party has already turned off the phone. He purses his lips and says in silence, "Yao Yao.".

On the other side, Lin Xiyan can't sleep on the bed, and his body is already tired. But without that man's arms, he always feels uncomfortable and can't sleep.

Look at the time. It should be morning in China. Dial the serial number.

Mo's group is holding a meeting. Mo Zihang sits in the first place and listens to the managers' speeches. When the phone rings, I look up at Lin Xi's pretty face on the screen. I can't help but pick up the corners of her mouth and connect her. In a soft voice, she says, "why haven't you slept?"

"Can't sleep."

Listening to the coquettish voice on the other end of the phone, Mo Zihang said with a smile: "do you miss me?"

The manager who took advantage of his leisure time to drink water heard this, but he coughed and choked. Other employees are also shocked. Is this their cold President?