Chapter 235 Do you want to sympathize with me or comfort me? (1/3)
Xiao Xiao, who was still waiting for Qiao Yimo to return at the Lanzhou Hotel, finally let out a sigh of relief after receiving the notice that she would not be able to go back a week later.
Damn, she almost scared her to death.
It's really surprising that Mr. Fu's temperament didn't let her resign.
Taking out the phone, Xiao Xiao called Lu Ziyan, and directly said Qiao Yimo's pregnancy.
It's just that she didn't notice the figure dangling by the concealed door.
In the same hotel, in another room.
With a smug smile on the corner of Zheng Yun's lips, he dialed a call.
At this time, after hearing the voice on the phone, Tong Anqing, who was filming thousands of miles away, had a cold face, "What did you say?"
The fan fan beside him was also frightened.
"Get up!" Tong Anqing pushed his assistant aside, stood up and walked to the next corner, his eyes were extremely cold, and his tone was gritted: "What is like, I want the exact answer."
The woman Qiao Yimo was pregnant.
Fu Sinian actually made her pregnant? Doesn't he like someone else
I don’t know what the person on the phone said, the woman sneered, "What do you mean? If this thing is done cleanly, let alone enter the entertainment industry, you just want to enter Shao Lu’s room, and I will get it for you too. Opportunity."
Hanging up the phone, the woman's face was gloomy like the twelfth lunar month.
"Sister Qing, the next shot begins."
Tong Anqing threw the phone casually, flicked his sleeves and left, "I'm not in the mood, I won't take pictures."
"..."
…
In the evening, Fu Sinian went back on time after get off work to accompany Qiao Yimo to dinner.
After the meal, she felt a little bored. Before the man returned to the study, she walked over and hugged his arm, licked her lips, and smiled: "Just finished the meal, you accompany me out for a walk. ?"
She was smiling, but she was very nervous.
Don't even talk about taking a walk after dinner before, even if it is so natural to get close to him now.
Fu Sinian lowered his eyes to look at her. The woman had bright eyes and some expectation in her voice. For a moment, she whispered: "Mum Chen said you spend most of the day outside and haven't been shopping enough? Aren't you tired?"
She kept her head busy, "I didn't go shopping, I was lying outside."
"..."
In the end, men still
Accompanied her to the outside garden, although she was still in the Bishui Yunju.
The night breeze was blowing, and the sound of footsteps seemed a bit quiet.
Wearing a thin coat, his little hands are wrapped by a man, and he walks slowly.
The man's tone was very calm, "I heard Madam Chen said that Aunt Ning came over today."
Qiao Yimo was startled, but nodded, "Um..."
The man squinted at her, "So... you pulled me out to blow the air all night, just to be a lobbyist for her?"
Qiao Yimo pursed his small mouth, "She is not good to me, why should I be a lobbyist for her."
When he walked to a pool, the man stood still, turned and raised his eyebrows to look at her, "So..."
The woman smirked, "So... in all fairness, she lives alone and helplessly abroad, you really don't intend to let her come back? Taking advantage of Grandpa's birthday, you can also find yourself a step down."
"You're quite good at me." The man shook her face, turned and sat on the bench next to him, "Where do you see that she will be lonely and helpless? Didn't let her work-study or control herself? She doesn't necessarily want to come back for her expenses."
Qiao Yimo was startled, a little dazed, "Don't she really want to go abroad?"
The man pulled her to sit down together, curled his lips, and chuckled coldly, "She just loves to play, and without Aunt Ning's instigation by her side, she will soon forget all this. No one cares about her over there. There are also many of hers. After playing for a few days, I forgot where my home is."
"..."
The woman blinked and looked at him, "Aren't you afraid that she will play misfortune outside alone?"
She believed that Fu Jinzhi would definitely be able to, except for being afraid of Fu Sinian, she would not be afraid of anything.
"Someone is staring."
Qiao Yimo fell silent suddenly and stared at him quietly, his eyes seemed to want to see through him.
This man... seems to be extremely indifferent to everything, but sometimes it is surprising that he is thoughtful.
In his eyes, Fu Jinzhi was still his sister, and even if he was indifferent, he couldn't let her be alone.
The man seemed to notice that she was staring at him, his pupils shrinking slightly, touching her head, and making a hoarse voice from his throat, "Is there something on my face?"
Qiao Yimo's eyes flickered, looking at the silhouette of the man under the street lamp, hesitated for a few seconds, and spoke softly.
, "Si Nian... Your parents..."
She knew nothing, and she didn't know how to speak.
The man's eyes darkened suddenly, and Jun had no expression on his face. For a while, he slowly narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a smile, "Why... want to know my past?"
Qiao Yimo's expression stiffened, "No, can't it?"
She didn't know if his current indifference was caused at that time, so she was not sure if those things were his taboos, or whether they were afraid of him being angry.
The man curled his lips, almost grinning contemptuously, "Why do you suddenly want to know me so much? Because I have been so good to you these past few days?"
Qiao Yimo observed his expression and stammered: "I, I only, just suddenly remembered... I don't know anything about your past."
The man’s dark eyes stayed on her face for a few seconds, not knowing what he was thinking about, then he moved away, and said coldly, “Even if you understand it? Just listen to it as a story. What's the difference? Are you trying to sympathize with me or comfort me?"
Qiao Yimo was speechless, and she didn't know what she wanted to do.
Maybe he just wants to know his past, but as he said, do those pasts have any meaning to the present
Or maybe it's just because Gu Yao knows his past so well that makes her a little jealous.
"But... I always have to understand a little bit, right?"
She said very carefully.
The man raised his eyelids and looked at her lazily, "Do you think I'm a person who is immersed in the past?"
Qiao Yimo pursed his lips for a second and shook his head.
It doesn't look like it.
Because I can't see through.
But isn't Gu Yao his past? Does not immersion mean that he has let go of her
A few strands of hair were blown to her face by the wind, and the man stretched out his hand and gently pulled it away for her, his tone was not emotional, "It's windy here, go back."
"But..." It didn't take long.
The man stood up, his face cold, "Qiao Yimo, give you some sunshine and you have forgotten who you are? If you want to stay here, just stay, I'm leaving."
After all, turned around without nostalgia.
Qiao Yimo panicked and hurriedly grabbed his clothes and looked at him with resentment, "I stay with you every day at this point. I have to sleep when I go back. You can't tell me more ?"
(End of this chapter)