Chapter 290 Everywhere is choking
Mrs. Old Huo, after reading it, still sighed, “How do I not know? But the child belongs to the Huo family in someone else’s home, so what? I won’t argue! ”
Anu is still smiling, and keeps banging on the tablet. [Miss Jian can send her child back by herself. ]
Mrs. Old Huo felt unrealistic when she looked at it, and was busy pushing the tablet away. “Children are a woman’s life, how can she be willing!”
Anu smiled helplessly, and laid a paragraph on the tablet again. [It is because of this that we have to use some means slightly. My husband’s flesh and blood has been kept outside, and after a long time, he has become another child. ]
This was said to Mrs. Old Huo’s heart. She nodded again and again, and her expression became serious. She looked up at Anu solemnly. “You must have a way. Say it quickly.”
Anu showed a good smile on her face, then dragged the chair beside her, sat down beside the old lady, and word by word, hammered out the idea she had been planning for many days on the tablet.
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A few days later.
Andy Jian came to the company as usual, pushed open the office door, only to see a familiar figure at his desk.
Her steps slowed down instantly, and all the cells in her body were highly nervous.
Hearing footsteps, the figure turned around, and Bill Huo’s face was unobstructed in her eyes.
Andy Jian unconsciously held his breath, and for a moment he couldn’t tell whether it was a dream or a reality.
“Grandmother is ill and wants to see the baby.” Bill Huo, get to the point.
The familiar voice is like a thread, pulling Andy Jian back to the ground from a high altitude.
First she nodded her head, then she heard her own voice. “Of course. When?”
“The sooner the better.” Bill Huo is concise.
“good.” Andy Jian nodded, his hands hanging at his side at a loss. “I, I’ll take them there as soon as possible.”
“thank you very much.”
What two words of alienation, Bill Huo said, then lifted his foot and went out directly from her side, without any stop.Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.
A second before the footsteps disappeared, Andy Jian turned around.
She saw Bill Huo’s figure gradually become smaller in the gap between the two doors, and then disappeared completely, giving birth to a sadness in her heart.
Andy Jian gave a wry smile, like mocking his wishful thinking.
What is she expecting? It’s been two years. Put down Bill Huo. She should be happy for him.
Why, however, she couldn’t laugh at all.
The appearance of Bill Huo, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirred up thousands of ripples in Andy Jian’s heart.
All day, she was in a daze, and finally stayed up until she got off work. She even forgot to take her car and walked out of the company building directly with the off-duty employees.
When the red light is on, pedestrians who have no time to cross the road voluntarily retreat to the side of the road, but Andy Jian keeps going straight ahead.
Seeing that she was about to get caught in traffic, a hand suddenly pulled her back from behind.
Andy Jian came to his senses and was already in the man’s arms.
She stood quickly. “Thank you.”
I’m leaving without even seeing each other’s faces.
“Miss Jian.” The man stopped her, ‘saving my life, isn’t it rude to just leave?”
Andy Jian just turned around, saw each other’s face clearly, and asked tentatively with some vague memories, “Mr. Xiaoji?”
“Not bad. I haven’t forgotten about me at last.” Allan Ji has his hands in his pockets, and the corners of his mouth are crooked.
“Sorry.” Andy Jian managed to squeeze out a smile. “I was thinking about something just now and didn’t notice it.”
“Maybe you need to talk to someone.” Allan Ji shrugged his shoulders. “It just so happens that no one will accompany me to dinner today. Do me a favor?”
“good.”
Andy Jian only thought about it for two seconds and agreed. Anyway, he went back early and tortured Qin Mo.
They found a western restaurant and sat down in the open air.
Allan Ji was generous, ordering all the limited food in the restaurant and a bottle of top-class red wine.
However, Andy Jian is obviously not interested in food. He drinks wine after wine, as if he were venting.
Allan Ji looked at her with her eyes full of inquiry.
Andy Jian was a little tired from drinking, so he put down his glass, propped his hands on the table, and then glanced at him carelessly. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Do you care what I think?” Allan Ji said with a half smile, “You probably think of this as a bar, but red wine is not intoxicating.”
“It’s too late to go to the bar now.” Andy Jian’s tone is very impulsive.
She seems to be fighting with someone.
But who is it?
Allan Ji? She herself? Or Bill Huo?
She can’t tell the difference. All she knows is that when she is drunk, she doesn’t have to think about anything.
Allan Ji smiled with profound meaning, waved his hand to screen the waiter back, then picked up the decanter in person, and while pouring wine for Andy Jian, he casually said, “It’s really hard to take care of Mr. Qin forever. Now there are not many good women like Miss Jian.”
Andy Jian has been in business for two years, and now he can easily hear Allan Ji’s words and laugh at himself. “I’m not that noble, but I owe him a favor and have to pay it back.”
“I don’t think so.” Allan Ji put down the decanter and leaned against the seat behind him. “If Miss Jian really doesn’t believe in faithfulness, she can completely escape from her present embarrassing situation.”
“Escape?” Andy Jian smiled. “Where are you going?”
“The world is so big that you can go anywhere.” Allan Ji, open your hand.
“What if it’s not the environment, but my heart?” Andy Jian retorted with a straight face, “Wherever you go, you suffocate. What difference does it make?”
Allan Ji felt a strong despair, and the gentleman didn’t argue again.
Andy Jian seems to have won, but like a loser, he raised his glass and drank it off.
Allan Ji took out a business card and pushed it from the table to Andy Jian’s side. “Miss Jian should be ill. This psychologist is very good. You can try it. There is no other meaning, but I just hope girls can smile more.”
Andy Jian glanced down and accepted, “Thank you, I’ll be there. By the way, I haven’t asked Mr. Xiaoji what he is doing in Nancheng?”
“Come and find an old friend.” Allan Ji picked up the glass and sent it to his lips.
“Did you find it?” Andy Jian asked.
“Soon.” Allan Ji said.
“It’s good to find it. It’s always precious to find it. Unfortunately, the person I want to find can’t be found anymore.” Andy Jian turned to look at the river illuminated by neon lights, and his eyes were full of sadness.
Allan Ji raised his glass to her. “Let’s drink this, and let’s put all our troubles behind us for a while!”
“Cheers!”
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It’s eleven o’clock at home.
As soon as Andy Jian entered the door, he saw Qin Mo in a wheelchair, looking at the gate, obviously waiting for a long time.
“Have you been drinking again?” Qin Mo asked calmly.
“Hmm.” Andy Jian kicked off his shoes, changed a pair of slippers, and went upstairs.
Qin Mo immediately turned around and followed.