mess with the CEO

Chapter 74

"En." She smiled reassuringly, turned and walked out the door.

"Yue'er." He called softly.

Su Yue paused when she opened the door, and turned her head to see his doting smile, which was more serious than ever.

"Be careful." He looked at her with a smile, but after she left, that smile quickly returned to normal, and when she looked back, it was like a painting, calm and stable, who was she looking at with a smile?
"know."

Su Ye looked at the back of Su Yue going out to close the door, and then turned her eyes to Hua Ren who had already sat back opposite her. Su Yue was not here, so they could have a good talk.

Regardless of whether everything is true or not, whether it is a coincidence or true, or guesswork, maybe, what he knows is just other people's stories, and there are many things she doesn't understand. From before to now, she still doesn't understand. Be vigilant.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, and there were not too many vehicles on the road. The winter sun faded quickly, hanging weakly in the sky, covered by a few white clouds that "lounged around" leisurely.

On the asphalt road, as the car moved forward rapidly, the landscape trees and buildings on both sides retreated rapidly.

The red Bentley is extremely hot red, eye-catching and eye-catching. There is a delicate woman sitting in the car, with a beautiful and delicate face, with a touch of eagerness, but she can't help but smile inadvertently.

This time, Su Yue drove very quickly, and she always felt uneasy. Su Ye seemed to have something to say to Hua Ren before she was pushed away.

When I got home, I parked the car, and hurried to the clothes room to find it. There was a 40-square-meter clothes room, and there were clothes cabinets on three sides of the wall, leaving only the side of the window full of wall mirrors. There are also a few small dolls that Su Ye bought for her before.

She had seen the bed of silk several times, but she didn't know where it was placed, so she had to look for it one by one, but she couldn't find it after searching for a long time. A thin layer of sweat was already forming on her forehead, so she simply turned on the chandelier.

Finally, after a long while...she still couldn't find it, she patted herself on the head, maybe Su Ye put her in the bedroom.

Opening the door, Su Yue was stunned. There were so many high and low cabinets, and there was a feeling that she couldn't do anything. When she opened a cabinet at random, her face showed joy.

The sky-blue silk quilt was neatly packed in a transparent rubber-plastic bag. Su Ye... seemed to care about this quilt very much.

Su Yue mentioned it and walked out, but was attracted by a half-open drawer at first glance, and stretched out her hand... to open it, but didn't want to, and saw a familiar thing.

To be exact, there are two, two identical portraits. She opened the two portraits evenly, and frowned slightly.

There was almost no difference between the two paintings, except for the cinnabar mole on the woman's forehead. She remembered that day when Manager Zhang said that she looked like you, so he brought her back. Even Hua Ren never objected.

She looked a lot like her, she turned her eyebrows, and suddenly... was attracted by a row of small characters in seal script. Last time, she just thought it was a portrait of someone messing around, and didn't care about it. She was just attracted by the portrait similar to herself, but she didn't pay attention to it. to see.

Wish to have one person's heart, and the white head will not be separated.

These few words invisibly create a sense of depression, ten words, the life that countless people dream of, I don't know... how many people can achieve it.

She looked down at the two paintings, and a spark of calcium carbide flashed in her mind, evoking a smile, she finally knew what was different, except for the cinnabar mole, the way a man looks at a woman, one is extremely lingering, and the other is just full of caring Pampering, a person's eyes cannot be imitated by others.

The...colors of the two sheets of paper are also a bit wrong, one is slightly yellowish and the other is fair, if it wasn't for her backlighting, she might not be able to see it.

Didn't Su Ye throw the painting half a foot away like a snake?Didn't you say to throw it away?Why did you stay?

Su Yue shook her head and didn't want to think about it, but suddenly came to her mind what the priest said that day in Rome, St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican: If you didn't say it, I really can't believe that you are mother and daughter, the difference is too big Yes, but your appearance is somewhat similar to the woman in Mr. Qin's painting. Mr. Qin is really a god. When he drew this painting, you were not born yet. How did he know what you look like now?
Is this painting painted by Qin Yuan?Is this the picture scroll that the priest gave to his mother?She looked at the woman's cinnabar mole on the image, and was slightly dazed, Qin Yuan?Mom's friend?She never knew that she had a friend named Qin Yuan.

It's chaotic!
Shaking his head, he shook off the weird thoughts that came up, put the scroll away, and drove to the hospital.

As soon as she arrived at the gate of the hospital, Hua Ren greeted her. Before she could put the car in the parking space, she pulled over under Hua Ren's instructions.

"How did you come out?" Su Yue asked.

"Auntie is sleepy, she's sleeping." Still smiling, without any impatience, he hugged Su Yue to the passenger seat and got into the car.

"Yue'er...Yue'er." He called her name a few times, stroked her hair, and looked at Su Yue with wrinkled eyes, without blinking.

"When did Hua Shao become so sensational?" Su Yue laughed at him.

He didn't speak, just stroked her hair over and over again, as if he could never get enough, his curly eyelashes concealed his black eyes in the darkness, and after a while, his voice came: "Yue'er, you Just take care of yourself, you know?"

Su Yue suddenly reacted, "I... did my mother say something? So..."

"No." He interrupted her, "Aunt... didn't say anything, the weather is cold, you have to take good care of yourself, go to Shu Ya when you have nothing to do, Qi Qi will be back soon, miss me, just Call me."

"What's the matter?" She muttered weakly to herself.

"It's okay." He held her in his arms and refused to let go for a long time.

He didn't let her go until dozens of beeping horns sounded outside, opened the car door, took out the silk quilt from the trunk, and put it in her hand.

"Go up!" He stood there and smiled softly, but he didn't intend to join her.

(End of this chapter)