obsessed with love

Chapter 125 Reluctant to let go
Du Ruo opened the car door and walked out, stepping on the snow on the street, standing in a daze under the huge Christmas tree at the entrance of the mall.

The tree was full of gift boxes, Du Ruo thought, it should be empty inside, just like her marriage, it has a gorgeous appearance, and when I opened it at last, it was so empty that it made people feel sad.

When the wind blew, she couldn't help shrinking her shoulders, and when she turned around, Mo Youting was standing in front of her with a pillow in her arms.

"Send you, Christmas present!"

"That's it?" Du Ruo couldn't laugh or cry while holding the cartoon pillow: "Young Master Mo just gave me a pillow as a gift?"

"It's very affordable. It's just right for you. When you're angry, you can use it as a sandbag, and when you're sad, you can use it as your shoulder."

"Stingy, didn't I just lend you a shoulder to lean on yesterday, and I won't borrow it again next time!" Du Ruo rolled his eyes at him, and walked into the car with his pillow in his arms.

Mo Youting watched her leaving from behind, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's not that he is stingy, it's that he has no courage.

Some things can be borrowed, but some things cannot be borrowed. He is afraid that after a long time, he will be reluctant to let go.

Qiao Anming rushed back to Chongshi to spend Christmas with Gu Lan on purpose, not because Gu Lan insisted, but because the moment he saw Du Ruo leaning on Mo Youting's shoulder and crying, he suddenly understood that she should be to him. A thunder pool cannot be surpassed by one step.

He's already a little wet, so he should stop it when he can get it back.

Gu Lan closed the magazine and leaned gently on Qiao Anming's shoulder.

"Why did you suddenly come back to spend Christmas with me?"

"I don't want you to stay at home alone. It just so happens that I don't have much work today, so I rushed back."

"When will you leave tomorrow?"

"I'll go after breakfast with you."

"Then it's been too hard for you to catch up like this. In fact, I don't necessarily want you to come back to accompany me."

Qiao Anming hugged her tightly: "I understand, I want to come back to accompany you."

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Qiao Anming always believes that what he has is the best, including career, including Gu Lan.He also firmly believes that no matter how turbulent his heart is, he can keep everything as before.

But he was confident and forbearing, but he forgot that there is another thing in this world called fate!
The sales meeting scheduled last week was postponed until the afternoon, and a group of people waited for Qiao Anming to attend.

It's just that he's always on time, what made him change the meeting plan?
"I heard from people in the administration department that Mr. Qiao rushed back to Chongshi to spend the holiday with his wife the night before yesterday. It's so sweet..."

"Yeah, so sweet and considerate."

Colleagues commented that the water glass in Du Ruo's hand was not steady and accidentally spilled on the table.

The documents in front of her were all soaked, and she quickly wiped them with a tissue. When she was in a hurry, Qiao Anming had already walked in with the computer in her arms.

The discussion disappeared instantly, leaving only the sound of Du Ruo carefully wiping the table.

Qiao Anming glanced in her direction, his eyes were condensed, but he showed no extraneous expression.

Du Ruo was a little annoyed, and shook the document in his hand a few times, then wiped it with a paper towel, and a few pages were torn due to the unbearable force.She let out a sigh, and simply crumpled the torn documents and threw them into the wastebasket.

She knew that her anger was unreasonable, but she still couldn't control it.

Qiao Anming turned a blind eye to her small gestures and went on with the meeting as usual.

As the Spring Festival approaches, major TV channels are flooded with advertisements for health care products. This meeting is the final confirmation for the promotion of health care products at the end of the year.

The marketing manager was explaining his promotion plan in front of the slides. Qiao Anming kept his brows together, looking sideways at the slides, with one hand resting on the back of the chair, and the other casually tapped on the table.

Based on Du Ruo's observations during this period, usually when he puts on this posture, it means that he is thinking about a problem.

Du Ruo went through the hospital channel, so health care products were none of her business. From the beginning to the end, she propped her chin with one hand and turned the pen with the other hand, always staring at Qiao Anming's face, watching his brows frown sometimes, sometimes Released, pursed her thin lips lightly, and stared intently.

Can't help but sigh, his serious appearance is different and charming.

(End of this chapter)