An Jinze honked his horn all the way.
After running through a few red lights, he rushed into the courtyard of the villa with a cold face of the domineering president.
With a "stab", the car stopped abruptly.
An Jinze got off the car quickly.
A thin figure sat under the street lamp in the courtyard.
Her hair was messy and her skirt was flying in the night breeze.
The weak and slender figure seemed helpless and pitiful.
Hearing the sound of the car, she stood up.
In An Jinze's sight, tears fell like a torrent of a dyke.
Zuo Qingxuan rushed over, and flopped softly into the man's arms.
An Jinze hugged her quickly, feeling extremely distressed.
In his impression, she is always confident and beautiful.
The recent sadness and loss are all because of Mo Luan.
This time, she was even more crushed.
The cry was out of control.
An Jinze's deep black eyes were full of anger, and he hugged the person tightly.
"It's okay, you have gone home, and I will protect you no matter what happens."
Zuo Qingxuan's white fingers gripped his clothes tightly, "Jinze, I can't stand it. Why should I become nothing under her coercion, I'm not reconciled."
She whimpered, "Why is my life so bitter? I never thought about hurting anyone, I'm just living seriously, why?"
She choked up crying and even started to hiccup, "Jinze, I feel uncomfortable and want to vomit..."
"Hey, don't cry, it's okay."
An Jinze hugged Zuo Qingxuan and returned to the villa, "I will ask Ma Zhang to cook some hot soup for you, and all the unpleasantness will pass."
Zuo Qingxuan Xiaoniai leaned against his arms and sobbed: "Jinze, I really don't know what to do. I don't want to let Mo Luan go. Why can she hurt me at will."
An Jinze said in silence for a few seconds: "You calm down first, and we will talk when the mood gets better."
Zuo Qingxuan's hands hung beside her squeezed tightly.
She said softly: "Do you still remember the friendship with Mo Qianhong?"
"No."
An Jinze said, "Don't guess, go back to the house first."
Zuo Qingxuan said nothing, and did not cry any more.
He hung his head and couldn't see the expression in his eyes.
But at this moment she was surprisingly calm.
After returning to the house, An Jinze asked Zuo Qingxuan to sit on the sofa for a while.
"have you eaten yet?"
Zuo Qingxuan shook her head, "I have no appetite."
An Jinze frowned, "I have to eat a little bit."
He went to Mr. Zhang to cook some easy-to-digest meals.
Zuo Qingxuan took out a tissue and wiped her tears and the teardrops on her hands.
After wiping, she sucked her nose and raised her head.
Looking across the quiet night outside the window, the few stars dotted in the sky quietly exude a faint light.
After she was kicked out of the venue, she just packed up and returned.
After venting her anger, her mind went blank.
I don't know what to do at all.
At a loss, his whole body was cold.
She has always been sought after since she was a child, and she followed her wherever she went.
Never thought that there would be such an embarrassing day.
She didn't know what to do, she didn't know where to go.
Finally instinctively got on the plane and flew back.
She has nowhere to go except here.
I thought of Mo Luan being sought after by so many people, as well as the brothers who loved her.
She gritted her teeth with hatred, why was the benefit of that woman tainted.
She was obviously a mentally handicapped girl in the country, why did she soar into the sky.
Zuo Qingxuan couldn't understand, she didn't want to think about it anymore.
She only knows one thing now.