No matter how fierce I will cry for you

The night in Qincheng was not cold, but there was just a hint of chill. Miss Qiao II, holding up the sleeves of her silk shirt, leaned against the cradle in the yard, and Mr. Shao sat opposite her.

"I want to go back to Beijing." Miss Qiao II pinched the centimeter-thick rattan with her fair fingers and said nonchalantly with her eyes downcast.

Mr. Shao sat on a solid wooden chair, with one hand on the back of the chair, his head leaning back, his eyes slightly narrowed, just closing his eyes to rest and not responding to her words.

Miss Qiao knew he would do this, and it seemed that she really couldn't hide it from him.

When the words in my heart were about to come out, I thought of Lao Qiao and Xiao Ya covered in blood.

The bone-chilling cold instantly swept through her limbs and she was so scared that her back was covered in cold sweat. It was so terrifying.

"It's inconvenient for me to stay here." Miss Qiao Er said again, and one could hear the awkwardness in her tone.

That was a reasonable explanation.

Mr. Shao then opened his dark eyes and looked at her expressionlessly: "I'll go back with you."

"Mr. Fu, it's like this here, can you leave?" Miss Qiao was surprised.

She knew that Mr. Shao was a man of loyalty and righteousness. Moreover, he only had a few friends that he cared about, and Fu Yanci was one of them.

"Don't you want to leave?" Mr. Shao ignored her.

"I can do it myself." Miss Qiao Er said again.

Mr. Shao seemed to snort coldly, so barely perceptible that it might have been an illusion. He stood up and walked towards the house: "Whatever you want."

Two simple yet powerful words.

This was completely beyond Miss Qiao's expectations. She thought he would hold on to her tightly.

People just love to be humble, and their hearts feel depressed and empty, as if they have lost something.

But the fact is that Mr. Shao not only agreed to let her return to Beijing, he also specially arranged a private flight, personally sent her to the airport, and watched her get on the plane with his own eyes.

It didn't take long to get from Qincheng to Beijing, but from the moment the plane took off, Miss Qiao felt as if time had been slowed down by God, infinitely extended, and she seemed to have used up all her strength to hold on until the plane landed. The arranged car came to pick her up and take her to her and Shao Rongqian's home in Beijing.

Sitting in the slightly empty house, Miss Qiao still felt like she was dreaming.

It was not until the cell phone rang and Mr. Zhou's name flashed on the screen that Miss Qiao realized that there was such a person.

I swiped the answer button, and as expected, Zhou Zhao's angry voice came over: "What's wrong with you? You didn't even tell me you were going back to Beijing. I've already arrived at the Fu family."

Miss Qiao Er hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, I really forgot."

"You forgot that I can't leave now." Zhou Zhao said angrily.

Miss Qiao Er took a deep breath, calmed down and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Wu Chenchen has arrived at the Fu family." Zhou Zhao said.

Miss Qiao Er understood that Zhou Zhao stayed for Miss Zhao, otherwise, with that girl's emotional intelligence, she would have been eaten by Wu Chenchen.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Miss Qiao said weakly.

She had not yet recovered from her emotions and was still immersed in the grief of losing Mr. Shao.

"Okay, there's no need to worry about life and death. I have a way to solve your problem." Zhou Zhao said.

"What method?" Miss Qiao Er was skeptical.

"Oh my god! I really gave her face! I won't tell you anymore!"

Before he could finish his words, he hung up the phone, leaving Miss Qiao II confused.

On the other side, Zhou Zhao walked towards the two people not far away with a cold expression. It was Wu Chenchen who was looking for trouble with Miss Zhao again. (End of this chapter)