Wen Qiao lowered his eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Seeing her guilty look, Fu Nanli softened his voice even more: "Don't see them anymore."
Wen Qiao nodded: "Yeah, I understand."
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of her alley. Fu Nanli said in a deep voice, "I have to go back for a meeting. You go home first."
Wen Qiao stood in the wind, watching the rear of the car with its red lights on gradually disappear from his sight. His fingertips felt a little cold, so he put his fingers in his pockets, lowered his head, and walked along the long alley towards home.
At 8pm, in the meeting room of Dongchuan Airlines, the meeting was over. Ji Xianzheng lit a cigarette and looked at his cousin who seemed to be worried: "We were having a good meeting just now, why did you suddenly leave?"
His cousin was always calm and rational, and he had never seen him so panicked.
Fu Nanli leaned back in his chair and rubbed his brows: "Wen Qiao went to Yuannan Mansion. I will bring her out."
"Hmm? Did she go to see the old lady? Just go and see her, why did you bring her out here? Whether she likes her or not, the old lady will not make things difficult for others on the surface."
"Although the old lady is old, she is very wise. My mother has a sharp eye and is afraid that she will say something wrong and reveal her true intentions."
Ji Xianzheng was puzzled: "She didn't do anything illegal, so what could she reveal?"
Fu Nanli lit a cigarette and frowned, "Nothing."
"I don't understand you."
Wen Qiao's kitchen was a bungalow. She climbed up the ladder and lay down on the flat concrete floor on the roof.
She needed the cold to sober herself up.
She couldn't figure out why he was angry, but she didn't dare ask him, as she always felt that he didn't like her asking too many questions.
She is a very insensitive person and all her sensitivity is directed towards Fu Nanli alone.
Maybe Fu Nanli was usually too nice to her, and when he was a little cold and fierce, she actually... she actually felt a little wronged.
She reached out and slapped herself lightly, thinking that the guy was getting too greedy.
You shouldn't have this luxury of grievance.
The north wind blew past the top of my head. The sky was high and distant, with a few stars dotting the lonely sky. Wen Chi's voice rang out: "Wen Qiao, what are you doing? Lying on the roof in such a cold day."
Wen Qiao quickly got up, went down the ladder, returned to the room, and sent a message to Dong Yao [Has your grandfather heard about my symptoms?]
The other side quickly replied: "I haven't heard of it. He wants to look up ancient books and ask some of his friends. It will take time. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Wen Qiao sighed and could only be a little liar beside Fu Nanli.
She actually wanted to confess everything to him, but he looked like he didn't want to hear it, so she didn't dare to act rashly.
Let's wait a little longer.
She will confess everything after Dong Yao has a practical solution to her worries.
She felt her pocket and found the red envelope given by the old lady was still on her. When she took it, she felt it was so thick. She opened it and counted it. There was 3,600 yuan in it, which was too much.
It was a little hot when she held it.
She got up and walked outside, from her home to Fu Nanli's apartment. It took less than twenty minutes. When she arrived, the headlights of the cars behind her made it difficult for her to open her eyes.
The car lights suddenly went out, and she could see clearly that it was Fu Nanli's car.
Wen Qiao walked forward quickly. Fu Nanli got out of the car and saw that the tip of her nose was a little red from the cold. His heart suddenly tightened. He seemed to have been too hasty to take her away and his tone seemed to be not very nice. He must have wronged her.
(End of this chapter)