Su Qiao An looked at the mischievous Shen Yi, only when she walked closer and saw the flowers on the table, did she finally understand.

Just as he walked near, his elbow was touched, Shen Yi said, "This is the one your family has given to you, right?"

Su Yun picked up the bouquet and looked at it. It was a red rose that was about to drip.

She picked up the card and looked at it. There was only a simple line of words on it.

The program was being conducted very well.

"?"

Su Qiao An was confused, but he did not sign his name, and only replied randomly.

"He didn't send it. It should have been sent by the audience." Su Qiao An said with certainty.

"Why are you so sure?" Shen Yi was curious.

He could tell it was from an audience just from a single sentence? What if her boyfriend was there too?

Su Qiao An threw the flowers on the table and shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "Because he knows that I don't like roses and he wouldn't give me this even if he wanted to."

Ah!" Shen Yi was a little surprised that Su Qiao'an didn't like roses.

Without waiting for her to come back to her senses, Su Qiao An placed the flower in his hand into her bosom, "This is for you, I'll leave it for you to handle."

After Shen Yi realized this, he hugged the flowers tighter and watched Su Qiao An's leaving figure. He was a little confused, and looked towards Xue Yang who was standing at the side as he asked in a low voice, "What happened to her? Why do I feel like she's not in a good mood today? "

Xue Yang shrugged, "You must be arguing! I think it's because I had a bad time with her boyfriend yesterday. "

Shen Yi nodded, he had a sudden realisation.

No wonder Su Qiao An felt that something was wrong today. Although she did not like to talk normally, she had never been as silent as she was today.

When Su Qiao An came out of the radio station building, he received a message from Mo Yunlang, saying that he would be unable to come over tonight.

She put away her cell phone, stuffed the headphones into her ears, and strolled forward alone.

It was still the last train. The moment she got on, she automatically sat in the seat at the back.

She looked out the window, not noticing that someone had followed her into the car.

Along the way, Su Qiao An did not even turn back as her mind was filled with indecision.

Ever since he knew that Zhu Jiangci had also come to the Southern City, Su Qiao An was very worried that he would bump into her.

When they reached a stop near his home, Su Yun got off the car and walked home slowly.

Behind her, a figure followed her closely.

Watching her walk ahead, her shadow lengthened by the streetlights.

Zhu Jiangci's eyes darkened, why was she so careless? He didn't even notice that someone was following behind him?

Along the way, Su Yun had never turned his head back to look, nor had he noticed anyone following her.

Zhu Jiangci followed her to her front door. He watched her open the door with the key and looked at her from afar, not daring to get closer.

Su Qiao An who was about to open the door frowned, and suddenly turned her head, only to see that the corner of the street was empty. Other than the street lamp, there was nothing else.

Strange, was she being too paranoid?

She had the feeling that someone was following her, and now that she looked back, she couldn't see anything.

Su Qiao An opened the door and unwillingly turned his head to look around. After confirming that there was no one else, he entered the room with relief.

As soon as she entered the room, the person hiding in the corner walked out of the darkness.

They stood far away and looked at each other.

"I've finally found you." But... Is it too late?

Zhu Jiangci frowned, but there were a few more unfathomable emotions in his eyes.

Two years of time was enough for him to clearly understand his feelings towards Su Qiao An.

He occasionally thought, if Su Qiao An returned one day, what would he do?

Now, only when he saw the day that existed in his dreams come to reality did Zhu Jiangci realize that there was nothing he could do.

Zhu Jiangci stood at the corner of the street for half the night with cigarette butts thrown down at his feet.

Leaning against the street lamp, his brows were lowered, and his eyes were dark and gloomy.

"I knew you'd come looking for me." Mo Yunlang looked at him calmly.

Hearing that, Zhu Jiangci glanced at him and sneered, "What, are you waiting for me?"

"This is yours, I'll return it to you." Mo Yunlang returned the wallet the waiter handed to him. Zhu Jiangci lowered his eyes, glanced at the wallet in his hand, and received it. After looking at it for a moment, his eyes turned cold, "Give it back to me."

"What?"

Zhu Jiangci raised his eyes, his gaze was sharp and cold, and casually threw the leather case to the ground, "This thing is not even slightly useful to me, what you took is what is most important to me."

"Is that so?" Mo Yunlang laughed and ridiculed, "Whether it was I who took it or you personally pushed it away, you are well aware that now that you have come to me to retrieve your most important thing, don't you think it's laughable?"

Zhu Jiangci's words had some deeper meaning, Zhu Jiangci understood and his eyes turned colder: "Even if I push you away, it's not your turn to pick up the loot, give it to me!"

He stared at Zhu Jiangci and his expression changed again and again. He took out a photo from his pocket and asked, "Are you talking about this?"

Zhu Jiangci suddenly took away the photo in his hands, "You don't have to covet my things."

"Heh." Mo Yunlang sneered, "Who's yours? Are you talking about pictures or people? "

"No matter if it's a photo or a person." Zhu Jiangci replied coldly.

"I can give you back the photo, but as for the person …" Mo Yunlang looked at Wen Mo, "It was you who chose to give up two years ago. Don't forget how anxious you were to get rid of her before, do you think that the current her will be the same as before? Zhu Jiangci, if you truly do have a sliver of pity for her, then you should not bother her life any longer. Your selfishness will only ruin her. "

Zhu Jiangci's heart trembled, but his expression was as calm as ever, and did not reveal the slightest bit of emotion.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Mo Yunlang lifted her lips, "She has already agreed to marry me. Just yesterday, she agreed to my proposal. Zhu Jiangci, she doesn't love you anymore.

Zhu Jiangci raised his eyebrows, looking haughty, and with a cold voice, he said, "Congratulations, but..."

He paused, looked at Mo Yunlang and laughed arrogantly: "Even if she agreed to your proposal, so what? She can't belong to you if I want to. "

Mo Yunlang's expression changed, and the smile on his face became even wider.

Suddenly, Mo Yunlang made his move, and fiercely punched Zhu Jiangci, "Two years ago, I wanted to already do this, Zhu Jiangci, how dare you be so shameless as to continue pestering her? Do you know how hard it was for her to get rid of the damage you did to her? If you didn't force her to her death, you wouldn't be willing to die! "