The Giants Trap: The First Lady Does Not Come Home

Chapter 121 Meeting Joan Again (5)

Du Liangchen raised his face, gritted his teeth, and wanted to push away Qiao An's hug.

If she continues to hug him like this, she doesn't know if she still has the courage to leave him.If she continues to hug her like this, she can't help but tell him all her grievances during this period...

"I won't blame you." Noticing Du Liangchen's resistance, Qiao An returned his messy thoughts, and said affirmatively, "I'm not good enough, that's why you escape...it's my fault..."

The murmured voice drifted into Du Liangchen's eardrums with reluctance and pain, and tears finally poured down uncontrollably.

Joan, it's not that you're not good enough.You are so kind, so good that I don't have the courage to approach you now.

Du Liangchen was thinking silently in his heart, his chest was full of unstoppable pain like after being Ling Chi...

She was in so much pain that she could hardly breathe...

"Can you dance with me?" Joan's voice was like a temptation from heaven, and he nodded gently.

Just do a dance.One last dance in memory of everything they have.

Qiao An's hand moved to Du Liangchen's waist, her right hand tightly held her little hand, and Du Liangchen also put his left hand on Qiao An's shoulder blade.

Only then did Qiao An see that Du Liangchen's eyes were filled with crystal clear tears.

Joan didn't speak, just freed her right hand to gently wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes.Then, he took her hand again and came to the center of the dance floor.

The crowd on the dance floor, as if they knew the feelings of the long-lost lovers, automatically gave up their seats.

The band's saxophone, violin, and accordion seemed to stop at this time.

Only the sound of the piano is still echoing...

A piano piece from a secret garden sounded quietly at the banquet...

The ethereal and ethereal Irish music style, quiet and profound, natural and smooth, with a touch of sadness, let everyone at the banquet be immersed in it...

Du Liangchen thought of the Nordic band that was popular all over the world in the last century-Secret Garden.

She remembered that Rolf said: Everyone has a territory of their own in their hearts. Whenever they are in pain, disappointment or depression, they need to express their emotions to find inner peace and comfort. This land hidden in everyone's heart, It is "Secret Garden".

The peaceful and peaceful piano music brings out boundless and endless sadness...

Du Liangchen stared at Qiao An's face, followed his footsteps and danced lightly in the middle of the dance floor...

The tail of a red dress flutters, like a mandala in full bloom, reflected on Joan's white tuxedo...

The music was still whirling, and Buddha at the banquet became the world of the two of them...

Looking at each other affectionately, dancing selflessly, there is no obstacle between them at this moment.

She belongs to him, and he belongs to her only.

Du Liangchen really hopes that this piece of music will never stop, and their dance will always stay at this moment.

Because, she knows...

Once the music stops, there will be no glass slipper and pumpkin carriage.

Cinderella's dream is about to wake up.

The prince is about to disappear.

"You stay and stare at her!" Huo Qirui said coldly, then ordered the driver to drive, and walked away.

After Du Liangchen finished her long waltz, she belatedly realized that Huo Qirui had long since disappeared.

I looked around, but still didn't find him.

Looking at the time, more than an hour has passed.

Du Liangchen began to regret it a bit...

I regret not controlling my emotions well...

When Du Liangchen walked out of Qiao's Manor, he found that Huo Qirui's car was gone.

Suddenly, Du Liangchen felt a sense of doom in his mind.

The scumbag is gone!Leave her alone and leave!
There can only be one reason: that is, he is angry, probably very, very angry...

(End of this chapter)