"Luo Zheng, you don't have to coax me, he admitted it himself." Song Qiyue said.
"Shanshan is indeed not his child. I came to you today just to tell you about it." It was as if the memory was cut, and everything was settled. It was just like this when I came here, I never thought of it at this moment. , It turns out that I really said it, it turned out to be more happy than I have ever had.
Luo Zheng looked at Song Qiyue and said, "He doesn't owe me, I owe him."
The afternoon sun is not the first-class brilliance, but it is so transparent, shining down, hitting Luo Zheng's face, and scattered on Song Qiyue's profile.
"Sorry, in July, I can't tell you who is Shanshan's biological father." Luo Zheng said again.
Song Qiyue looked at her and said quietly, "Please don't tell me, too."
Luo Zheng was stunned, but saw her smile, "If Zhengyan knew that you came to talk to me today, and I forced a confession from you, then he might be annoyed, so please don't tell me ."
It was her gentle smile, but with a hint of intelligence and agility, Luo Zheng was taken aback in the dappled sunlight. It was the thought of everything just now, those confrontational words, and she suddenly understood that she only reacted, she was so agitated to let her fall into the trap.
"You did it on purpose just now?" Luo Zheng said in amazement.
Song Qiyue picked up a small biscuit and took a bite. "If you hadn't prepared well today, you would have planned to tell me, I'm afraid I'm not going so well."
"I am really waiting for you these few days. Bai Yao and Sinian probably won't come here. Although Zheng Yan is not in Hong Kong, they will not come so easily. Su Nan is still spending his honeymoon abroad. She would never come to pay me a New Year's greeting."
"I'm wondering if you will come."
"Probably only these few days."
"If you come, you are going to tell me." She also gambled.
Luo Zheng was stunned, but he also smiled, "You and Zheng Yan are really of the same kind."
When Mo Zhengyan was mentioned again, Song Qiyue asked, "After New Year's Eve, did he go to the UK?"
"Well, but I didn't stay long. I stayed with Shanshan for a while and then left." Luo Zheng recalled that day, Mo Zhengyan really came and went in a hurry.
Only that day, in addition to coming to visit Shanshan, he said to her: Luo Zheng, you will implement this project to the end.
She agreed.
"You don't know where he went?" Song Qiyue asked again.
Luo Zheng said, "The company keeps his whereabouts a secret, but I think there is someone who will know where he is going."
If there is anything other than Mobjamos, who else is there?
Song Qiyue thought intently, "Chu Xiaoxin?"
"En." Luo Zheng nodded, "I will ask him, he shouldn't be able to say."
Song Qiyue smiled and said, "If I ask instead, he may not be able to say it."
That Chu Xiaoxin was simply cold-hearted and did not eat oil and salt.
"I might as well read a book here." She looked lazy, as if she wouldn't move anymore.
Luo Zheng was confused, "You really don't ask, don't plan to find him."
"Would you like to have another drink?" Song Qiyue smiled at her, and suddenly thought of another thing, "However, why did you deliberately give me an illusion before?"
"Do I have it?" Luo Zheng also recovered his usual calmness.
"Of course there is."
"What do you mean."
"Test me, observe me." Song Qiyue said, "As for what I mean, it's better to be instructed by others, maybe half and half."
Luo Zheng smiled, and she whispered, "More."
"Yep?"
"I'm jealous of you." Luo Zheng said jokingly, which made Song Qiyue's eyes fixed. "Such a handsome brother was abducted by a girl."
I can still remember when she was a child, she took Mo Zhengyan's hand, and the two went to school together.
That's probably a trace of selfishness still left in my heart. For Zheng Yan, I always hope that he is a particularly important existence for him.
"I have a girl in my family, do you feel that way?" Song Qiyue asked with a smile.
Luo Zheng smiled, as if so, but not at all.
He is no longer a child holding hands, and she is no longer either. She will finally let go, even if he is gone.
After sitting for a while, Luo Zheng didn't stay long, but before leaving, she asked again, "Are you really not going to look for him? He is alone, and you have the heart."
Song Qiyue did not return to her, but watched her leave.
The sun outside the window was shining down. This is Hong Kong City, but I don't know where he is, which city or country he is in, or how he is at the moment.
Who bears heart, who is cruel.
Where is her.
...
Spring starts in March, and the cities in the north also ushered in the vitality of spring.
Everything has hope again, even the iceberg will melt. In the vast expanse of whiteness, the team flew towards the snow-capped mountains. It was a sled, and the sled dogs were running wildly on the snow. The person sitting in the back seat is wrapped in a thick coat to protect against the cold. It's just that there is no fear of coldness anymore, just because the temperature in the beginning of spring has risen.
The sled rushed from one place to the next, but the sky was getting dark along the way, and it was difficult for them to move forward.
Someone shouted, "Mr. Mo, it's dark, let's go over the mountain tomorrow."
The man behind, sitting in the sled, nodded.
"Stop--!" The leader shouted immediately, and said to everyone, "The cars stop! Set up camp on the spot!"
They immediately took out all the tents and other things. They were all local experts, so the camp was quickly set up, but after a long time, it was ready to take shape.
And in a clearing in the snow-capped mountain, a man dressed in a black cloak stood there, discussing with his accompanying subordinates. Following his instructions, the subordinate nodded and then left.
The man stood there, but he took a cigarette and got out. The wind is not too big, but you still need to raise your hand to block the wind to ignite the smoke.
Behind him, someone approached, it was Qi Jian, "Mr. Mo, the tent is about to be set up. They are heating up the meal, and they will be able to eat in a while."
The man stood in the white snow, he looked at the vast expanse, his handsome face was dazzling by the snow light.
"After receiving the news from President Chu, everything is fine for the company." Qi Jian reported one by one, relaying the situation after the year.
Hearing what he said, regarding the stock price growth and the recent situation, Mo Zhengyan said, "Tell Mr. Chu, don't report anything about the company."
"Yes." Qi Jian answered.
The cold wind was blowing, and Mo Zhengyan took another cigarette.
"Mr. Mo, there will be no communication after crossing this mountain. Would you like to make a call?" Qi Jian hesitated, but still spoke. That day, he followed Mr. Mo and left suddenly, but there was no hello.
Mo Zhengyan said, "No need."
"But you, this time, the time limit is three years." Qi Jian said, and there was no more text.
Mo Zhengyan ignored it, Qi Jian waited for no result, and he quietly retreated.
In the ice and snow, he took out a red booklet from the Greatcloak. Open the booklet, and inside is a group photo. In the group photo, the woman smiled silly, and her expression was even more dazed. You can also remember that at the time, she asked depressedly: Why is marriage like this?
One year.
Up to one year.