When the familiar silver sports car appeared in front of Qiao Muer, she subconsciously frowned.
Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes gradually turned cold, and she watched the tall figure of the man getting out of the car in a defensive state.
Yue Zheng approached, his angular and handsome face revealed a slight fatigue, his eyes were deep, and there were obvious shadows under his eyes.
This is a sign of staying up late last night.
This man didn't sleep well last night.
Qiao Muer stopped and did not avoid. She looked at Yue Zheng who was walking towards her, waiting for him to speak.
But Yue Zheng looked at her and didn't say anything for a long time, until Qiao Muer took the initiative to ask: "Is there something wrong?"
The two broke up yesterday and parted ways unhappily, but suddenly met again today.
Or maybe it shouldn't be called sudden, but rather Yue Zheng specifically found it.
Yue Zheng's Adam's apple rolled, and his azure eyes looked at the little woman in front of him. His magnetic voice carried a hint of barely perceptible nervousness: "Mu'er... Congratulations on your successful graduation."
Last night, he wanted to find her.
If he hadn't been concerned that she had to defend her graduation thesis early this morning, he would not have waited until now to show up.
Qiao Muer's eyes moved slightly: "Well, thank you."
When the two of them were together, the atmosphere seemed to become awkward.
It’s not that Qiao Muer and Yue Zheng can’t return to being just ordinary friends.
But at this time, she didn't want to talk to Yue Zheng.
Whenever she thought about those senior schoolmates who entered Zhengrong, while her best senior schoolmate Chen Shan went directly to Huangting, and gained the job opportunity by monitoring her or pleasing Yue Zheng, she felt upset.
Qiao Muer said calmly: "I'm leaving first, goodbye."
She raised her eyes, glanced at Yue Zheng, and walked away from him.
Before he could get around, Yue Zheng grabbed his arm and said, "Don't go, Mu'er... Don't go."
Yue Zheng lowered his arrogant chin, and looked at the ground with his deep blue eyes, making it impossible to see the expression in his eyes.
Some words are difficult for Yue Zheng to say.
But he knew that if he didn't say it, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
The man's throat was hoarse, and he grabbed Qiao Muer's arm and uttered a low and magnetic voice with difficulty: "I... Muer, I was wrong. This time, I really know I was wrong. Zhang Mengzhe, Wu Shixin, Gao Xu, Liang Qiqi and Chen Shan, I admit that I asked them to monitor you and use your information in exchange for the opportunity to join the company. I know that I hurt you by doing this. If you don't like it, I can fire you immediately..."
"No need to fire them." Qiao Muer finally got the answer to her guess. The sadness that had been lingering in her heart just now dissipated and she felt relieved. "That was what you promised them. They just made a choice for their own interests. People should keep their promises... Yue Zheng, let it go."
She gently pried his hands apart, but the man's large, slender hands refused to leave.
However, in the end, Qiao Muer raised her eyes and glanced at him with her tearful almond eyes. Seeing the deep disappointment and fatigue in her eyes, Yue Zheng's hand unconsciously loosened.
It seemed that he could no longer pretend not to see the disappointment and loneliness in her eyes as he did before.
He could no longer ignore her and arrange her life in a domineering and forceful manner.
Qiao Muer regained control of her left arm. She turned her wrist slightly and said calmly, "Thank you."
Thank you for letting me love you.
Thank you for letting this go.
I wish you a bright future and all the best to you.
Endless words lingered in her mind, but she could no longer speak them.
Finally, under Yue Zheng's gaze, he took something out of his pocket and placed it in his palm. (To be continued)