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Mo Yunlang swung his fist over, fast and ruthless.

Zhu Jiangci was not prepared for it, he staggered two steps before regaining his balance, his thumb brushed the corner of his mouth, and there was a strong stench of blood.

He chuckled and did not speak.

"I'm warning you not to disturb her again, otherwise, I will definitely make you pay the price!"

Zhu Jiangci spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was gloomy and gentle, he did not say a word, and did not leave even after Mo Yunlang left.

Did you agree? Su Qiao An agreed to Mo Yunlang's proposal?

Well, she should start over.

Zhu Jiangci touched the corner of his mouth, wiping away the blood that was seeping out from the corner of his mouth.

Zhu Jiangci raised his hand, looking at the person in the photo. The bitterness in his heart grew, "What he said is right, I will only destroy you, and let you be with someone more suitable, for you, this is the best choice."

He did not forget the Su Qiao An who looked like a puppet before Su Qiao An left.

He was confused to the point that he couldn't figure out where he was going. He was helpless to the point that he couldn't get out of the fog.

He did not dare, nor could he destroy her. Before he came here, he wanted to ask, why didn't he hate her and why did he want to return her to him?

Wasn't it a heavier blow to him that she had taken the company away?

He still wanted to ask her why she was so heartless and left just like that. In these two years, she hadn't come back even once and hid from him for so long. Did she really not want to see him again …

Now...

He followed Su Qiao An from the radio station to her house. Seeing that she should be able to live a safe and sound life, seeing that she could still do what she liked and live the life that she wanted, Zhu Jiangci suddenly felt that his appearance here was the most unnecessary.

Mo Yunlang was right, the current Su Qiao An did not need him in her life.

He had given his selfishness and indifference, and also gave Su Qiao An a whole lot of malice, and he had ruined her once.

This time, he didn't want to get any closer.

— —

Su Qiao An was in the middle of compiling the broadcast script for tomorrow. Hearing the pitter patter of the rain outside, he quickly typed on the keyboard, raised his head and saw the droplets of water on the window slide down the edge of the window, forcefully dragging a trail of water behind it.

Why was it raining now?

At the same time, his phone rang.

She looked at the interface of her phone and saw the red alert sign for rain storm.

Su Qiao An thought for a moment, then stood up and went downstairs.

Just as he went downstairs to get his umbrella and prepare to leave, Mo Yunlang's voice sounded from behind him, "You're going out?"

"Yes."

"It's so late. It's still raining outside, so don't go out. It's not safe."

"No way!" Su Qiao An was exceptionally resolute. "If I don't go out, he will die."

"Him?" Mo Yunlang's gaze darkened.

Su Qiao An did not have time to explain as he opened the door and ran out. He did not even turn his head back.

Looking at Su Qiao An who had charged into the rain curtain without hesitation, Mo Yunlang's face gradually became gloomy.

Even now, she still could not let Zhu Jiangci go. For him, she could do anything.

The truth was that Mo Yunlang misunderstood. The person Su Qiao An was in a hurry to find wasn't Zhu Jiangci, nor did she know that Zhu Jiangci was nearby. Holding onto her umbrella, she looked for the little wild cat in the rain that she frequently fed.

She called out as she walked, "Gurgle? Gurgle, come out! "Gulp!"

The rain gradually grew heavier, but Su Qiao An still did not give up, and shouted out his name.

The person following behind her silently looked at the figure she was looking for in the rain.

Suddenly, Su Qiao An heard a thin and weak cat cry.

She was overjoyed, and started digging through the bushes. Seeing that the poor little cat was trembling, and would occasionally let out a weak little voice, Su Qiao An squatted down and took the cat into her arms, consoling her in a soft voice, "It's okay, it's okay, we'll go home now."

Su Qiao An returned with the little cat in her arms. She tried her best to hold up her umbrella to block the rain and wind, but the storm was mixed with the strong wind.

Seeing her finally safely return home, Zhu Jiangci heaved a sigh of relief. With a gentle expression, he looked at the figure that entered the door.

Zhu Jiangci was afraid that Su Qiao An would change in two years, but when she saw the cat coming out of the rain to find one, she suddenly realized that maybe she never changed.

Kind and intelligent, the only change was that his feelings for himself no longer existed.

Standing in the rain and wind, Zhu Jiangci did not feel that he was in a sorry state, and his heart was tightly concerned about the person who was separated by a wall.

— —

Su Yun's entire body was drenched. When she carried Gu Qishao home, she realized that Mo Yunlang had left and did not seem to be home.

She called out a few times, but no one replied. She could not help but be stunned.

"Meow ~" The little cat in her arms let out a small and weak cry, waking Su Qiao An up.

She lowered her head and looked at the similarly drenched little fellow, smiling, "Don't worry, I'll go get a towel for you to wipe."

Su Qiao An carried the cat up to the second floor. He did not bother to change out of his wet clothes, and carefully wiped off the water on his cat's hair using a blow-dryer before going to shower and changing out his wet clothes.

When he came out, he was standing on her bed, holding his front paws up and licking them with his tongue.

Su Qiao An's heart was as soft as water. After he climbed onto the bed, the little fellow cleverly climbed onto her body and laid on her lap. It swept its tail around, looking extremely satisfied.

Actually, she had only discovered this little fellow in recent months. That day, when she was passing by the park, she heard a kitten meowing, so she followed it.

At that time, Goo Ji was very thin and had wounds on his body.

Su Qiao An was worried that Gu Qishao might not survive. At that time, she wanted to bring Gu Qishao back to her house to raise him, but Mo Yunlang was allergic to all the furry animals in the world. It was easy for her to get respiratory infections, so she didn't dare to bring Gu Qishao back for raising.

Seeing that it was going to rain heavily tonight, Su Qiao An was worried that the little guy wouldn't be able to take it.

Fortunately Mo Yunlang also went out, if not she would not know how to handle Gu Qishao …

Su Qiao An stroked its fur and turned to look outside the window. Looking at the violent wind and rain outside, she didn't know why, but she couldn't calm down at all.

He had clearly already carried Gu Qishao back, but he seemed to have lost something very important and his heart was empty.

Su Qiao An regained his senses and looked down slightly. Seeing Gu Qishao licking her finger, he couldn't help but smile gently and say, "It's a pity that I can't keep you up forever. There are people in my family who are allergic to animal hair, after the rain stops tomorrow, I might have to find a way to send you to a suitable place."