Chapter 687

Is her dress very shabby today? Not really? Thousands of pieces of clothes, she's not so classy?

"Please go in. President Huo told me before." At this time, the staff came back and immediately gave way to he Meixin.

“……” He Meixin is very speechless. He has told her that she has been outside for so long. Is the management of this place really bad?

She stepped on the floor with her slender high heels, almost making the waxed floor nervous.

Under the leadership of another staff member, she came to the court because high heels were not suitable for walking on the grass. Huo Jiabao's ball had hit more than ten holes and went far away. Therefore, he Meixin had to take a sightseeing bus to find him.

Not long after, she saw Huo Jiabao swinging on the grass. Her tall and straight posture, under the sunlight, seemed to be particularly spiritual, as if covered with a light golden light, giving people a warm and healthy image.

The man standing next to Huo Jiabao is tall and tall, but he is not inferior to Huo Jiabao only from his back. Moreover, he Meixin feels familiar with his back.

When the sightseeing bus arrived in front of Huo Jiabao, she got out of the car and took a step to find that the thin heels of the high heels had been embedded in the mud.

"Damn it..." This is the first sentence he Meixin said after getting off the bus.

This sentence directly attracted the eyes of Huo Jiabao and another person.

They look back together. He Meixin looks at the two people in front of him. He is stupid now. He is completely stupid

"Always President... " She opened her mouth, but she didn't know who her name was.

What's the matter? Shouldn't Huo Jiabao be with Su Chenhao now? How can the player here be Wu Wei?

"Mr. Wu, this shot is in your pocket." Huo Jiabao glances at he Meixin, who is standing on one side, looking at Wu Wei who is preparing to swing with a smile.

Wu Wei smiles and holds the club in both hands. He Meixin watches the ball roll towards the hole, but But He Meixin wants to rush to the hole and blow. She promises that as long as she blows gently, the ball will surely roll into the hole.

"Yes, Mr. Wu." The smile on Huo Jiabao's face became bigger.

"Mr. Huo's golf is always a little better." Wu Wei threw his club to the caddies around him. Then he laughed with relief, looked at he Meixin, and continued: "today, Mr. Huo won. Let's do it according to the agreement. Let's leave first."

"Wait a minute, Mr. Wu." Huo Jiabao nodded, then went to he Meixin, took the plan in her hand, and handed it to Wu Wei: "this is the plan provided by our company. I hope Wu can always look at it carefully. In terms of details, let my assistant miss he talk with you."

He Meixin slowly recovered from her previous surprise. She suddenly smelled that there was an unknown transaction between them.

Wu Wei took he Meixin's plan and took a deep look at her. There was a kind of self-evident depression in her eyes, but her face was still calm.

"Good." His voice was almost inaudible, but he Meixin felt it hit her heart, shaking her scalp.

Wu Wei turned and left. She wanted to catch up with him and explain to him. However, the heel was stuck in the mud and it was a little hard to pull it out.

She simply pulled her feet out of her shoes. She ran barefoot on the grass. Wu Wei got on the sightseeing bus and wanted to leave, but she was still chasing after her.

"Wu Wei, wait for me and listen to my explanation..." She ran after her and yelled. His feet were hurt by the grass on the ground.

"He Meixin, are you crazy?" Huo Jiabao saw that he Meixin was so crazy to chase Wu Wei's car, scolded, and then followed up.

Wu Wei naturally heard the voice from he Meixin behind, but he didn't let the driver stop.

After Huo Jiabao catches up with he Meixin, she drags her wrist and refuses to let her chase him again.

"Let go, let go, it's all you, it's all you that made him ignore me I hate you, I hate you... " While beating Huo Jiabao on the shoulder, he Meixin cried.

"Enough, don't go crazy." He took her, thumped her wrists, held her hands to his chest and yelled.

"Why are you doing this to me? What's the matter with you? I didn't do anything to hurt you, and I didn't want to hurt you. Why do you keep pestering me? You want children. There are many women in the world who can give birth to them for you. Why do you want to take away my only treasure? Now, I find the happiness I can have, but you destroy it again and again. Why? Why are you doing this to me? " Her tears had burst the bank now, and fell on the back of Huo Jiabao's hands, hot enough to burn his heart.

"Happiness? Do you regard him as your happiness He sneered and glared at the woman in front of him. His face was as gloomy as the sky that was about to rain."What do you know? A cold-blooded person like you certainly won't know what happiness is. You let me go Let go... " He Meixin said, and opened her mouth to bite the big hand that imprisoned her hands.

"Ah..." Huo Jiabao didn't expect that he Meixin's mouth would be so poisonous. With a cry of pain, he suddenly released his hand: "OK, you go to find him and roll away for me, roll away..."

He Meixin, who was free, even didn't care to put on her shoes and ran towards the table.

By the time she crossed the table and ran to the service center, Wu Wei had changed her clothes and left.

Chasing his back to the gate, she watched him get on the black Porsche. The car started, but she didn't neglect it, so she went on chasing

However, Wu Wei's car didn't stop until she sprained at her feet, fell heavily on the ground, and rubbed blood from her knees and palms.

Tears blurred her eyes, and she felt that her heart had never hurt so much.

Why? Why didn't he just look back at her?

She just needs a look, a minute, and she can explain, right?

Leave his side, not to go to Huo Jiabao's side, but, she is really involuntarily ah.

It turns out that he didn't ask her all the time, not because he didn't care at all, but because he cared too much about the answer, so he didn't ask

When Huo Jiabao came out, he Meixin was still lying on the ground crying, regardless of his bleeding knees and palms.