At this moment, Qiao Muer seemed to see the deep blue in the mirror change color.
It was no longer the deep blue of jewels, but the same azure blue as Yue Zheng's eyes.
No, that touch of blue did not come from the blue gem on her neck, but from—
Qiao Muer raised her eyes and looked at the man who appeared behind her in disbelief.
He just stood there, standing in the mirror, looking at himself with deep eyes and a cold expression.
Her delicate lips trembled slightly, and Qiao Muer couldn't help but gasp and cover her lips with her hands.
She couldn't believe it, let alone believe it... At this moment, Qiao Muer could only widen her eyes and let the tears flow out uncontrollably.
She watched Yue Zheng walk in from the bathroom, close the door, and come behind her.
"Why are you crying?" The man's voice was so close, so real, so deep and magnetic.
He stood behind Qiao Muer, his deep eyes were cold and blue, and the shadows in his eyes were looming, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.
Qiao Muer looked at him in silence as he approached, covering her lips and unable to speak.
She was so shocked that she thought the person who suddenly appeared was her illusion, but everything turned out to be real.
He shouldn't be here. Why is he here? He's in Europe, secretly engaged...
"Don't say anything. Do you hate seeing me so much?" Yue Zheng's eyes became gloomy and sharp. He narrowed his eyes and examined the little woman he had been thinking about day and night in the mirror.
He clearly told himself when he left H City that he would never look back and set foot in China again.
But when he heard that she was going to marry someone else, he immediately put aside his so-called dignity and returned to China even faster than his uncle.
Unexpectedly, when I got off the plane, I saw her and her fiancé behaving intimately in the hotel restaurant.
Recalling what happened just now, when he saw Huo Shaoyi personally putting the necklace on Qiao Muer, the intimacy and love between the two, and the shy blush on Qiao Muer's little face, Yue Zheng wished he could kidnap Qiao Muer and never let her appear in front of anyone again.
'Don't talk, you hate seeing me so much'...
Yue Zheng's cold and questioning words were like a bucket of cold water poured over her head, completely extinguishing the momentary joy in Qiao Muer's heart.
People always can't help but cherish things that they have lost and regained, and Qiao Muer is no exception - when she thought she would never see Yue Zheng again in this life, he appeared.
His sudden appearance brought her a surprise no less than the words "come on" she heard outside the college entrance examination hall that year. That was her original intention.
But after the joy, the man's cold and indifferent questioning made her sober up instantly.
She... almost made the same mistake again.
"Yeah, I hate seeing you..." Qiao Muer turned around and let the tears roll down.
She looked at Yue Zheng who was approaching with a stern face and a defensive look: "You went back to Europe, why are you still here? How... is your fiancée willing to let you come back?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, his breathing hitched.
Qiao Muer discovered that there was so much bitterness in her words.
She shouldn't be so jealous, she was too impatient.
fiancée
Yue Zheng frowned, wondering when did he have a fiancée.
The man was about to deny it, but when he lowered his eyes, he saw Qiao Muer's stubborn and resistant face with her lips tightly pursed, and the precious and gorgeous sapphire necklace hanging around her neck.
The scene of Huo Shaoyi intimately putting the necklace on her just now appeared before her eyes again.
The words on the tip of his tongue turned cold: "Isn't the eldest daughter of the Qiao family also dating another man... Why, the governor is allowed to set fires but the people are not allowed to light lamps? Mu'er, you want to marry Huo Shaoyi, have you asked me?" (To be continued)