Aspire For Love Wistfully

Before that, although she was disappointed, Jiang Yao kept telling herself that Gu Zhao must have been hindered by the company.

He is now different from before, so how can he not come back on his birthday?

But at the moment, listening to the sound from the microphone, the clear and incomparable gasp and groan.

Jiang Yao trembles all over her body. She holds her cell phone tightly and listens to all kinds of lustful sounds that make people blush.

The man didn't say a word, only a heavy gasp, but Jiang Yao could confirm that it was Gu Zhao almost in the first second.

A woman's voice is clear, graceful and charming. She shouts Gu Zhao's name like a lover's whisper.

Jiang Yao couldn't listen any more and threw her cell phone on the ground.

The mobile phone and marble ground hit each other and made a clear sound. The next second, it immediately fell apart, just like a heart of hers, which was hurt beyond measure.

Jiang Yao slowly hugged her knees, buried her face between her knees and sobbed bitterly.

At the dawn of the day, Gu Zhao pushed the door and returned home.

At a glance, I saw a table of dishes and the pale Jiang Yao on the chair.

She looked up at him, a pair of eyes swollen like walnuts, obviously crying all night.

Gu Zhao's agitation deepened.

I met that woman at the reception yesterday afternoon.

Dressed in a red dress, she walked gracefully to him and toasted.

Gu Zhao is not a promiscuous person. The reason why the women around him change one by one is to stimulate Jiang Yao.

And now his heart is on his work, so no matter how beautiful the face is, he is not interested at all.

Gu Zhaojing just wanted to leave after drinking, but he was suddenly stopped.

"Mr. Gu, I didn't even ask for their names?" Women laugh in all sorts of ways.

Gu Zhao quietly picked eyebrows.

"Chu Xiaohui."

She said word by word, looking straight into his eyes.

Gu Zhao's eyes suddenly narrowed. At that moment, he only felt familiar.

Xiaohui, Xiaohui.

How could his Xu Xiao come back.

It seems that it's a natural one night stand. As a newcomer in the performing arts circle, she is famous for Li, but he has a nightmare that he can't get rid of.

When I opened my eyes in the morning, I turned on my mobile phone and answered several business calls. Then I found that Jiang Yao also called at midnight last night.

Jiang Yao seldom calls him. Last time, she had a high fever and was dying.

Later, I heard from Aunt sun that if he hadn't called her to the hospital temporarily, Jiang Yao would have been pneumonia.

Gu Zhao's heart suddenly tightened at that time. He immediately got up, put on his clothes and went out.

"President Gu." Chu Xiaohui sat up from the bed, half exposed crisp breast, enchanting demon called him, "early in the morning, what a hurry."

Gu Zhao opened the door and turned his head a moment later. His eyes were sharp and he said in a deep voice: "I hate people touching my things without permission."

Jiang Yao's call turned into a received one without knowing it. He naturally knew what happened.

As soon as the words were finished, Gu Zhao walked out of the door without hesitation. He didn't see Chu Xiaohui's vicious eyes behind him.

When he stood in front of the restaurant again, Gu Zhaocai was a little annoyed.

What on earth are you doing?

Jiang Yao didn't expect that Gu Zhao would come back so early and suddenly. For a moment, she thought she was hallucinating.

"Zhao?" She called him tentatively and hesitantly.

Careful expression let Gu Zhao in the heart for no reason some suffocate.

"What are you doing?" He glanced coldly at the table.

"Yesterday was your birthday. I, I just want to celebrate your birthday."

Gu Zhao after listening to still face, expression did not move.

After a long time, he chuckled, raised his hand and pinched Jiang Yao's chin, forcing her to look at herself, "you called me last night, so that's why?"

At the mention of the phone call last night, Jiang Yao's heart seemed to be tightly clenched by an invisible hand, which made her hard to breathe.

"Well." Jiang Yao answered with difficulty.

"Well, do you know what I was doing when you called me?" He leaned over her and said in a low voice.

Cruel words are like poisonous snakes spitting out letters. They bite hard at the most vulnerable part of Jiang Yao's heart. The poison spreads to all her limbs and makes her feel miserable.

Tears filled her eyes in an instant. As she shook her head, she sobbed and said almost imploringly, "please don't say it, please don't say it."

Gu Zhao looked at Jiang Yao's fragmented eyes, and the force on her chin gradually increased unconsciously.

"Jiang Yao, Miss Jiang, do you think that if you do this, I will be grateful to you? Don't waste your time. "

With that, he immediately threw jiang Yao aside in disgust.

Jiang Yao's waist just hit the corner of the dining table, and suddenly half of her body felt numb. It took her a long time to recover.

"Zhao, I didn't. listen to me, I just, just"

"Just to satisfy your selfish possessiveness, just to make yourself happy, just want everyone around you as you want." Gu Zhao approached step by step, "if it's not as good as you want, it's a killer, right?"

In the end, Gu Zhao was already furious. He reached for a corner of the tablecloth and pulled it vigorously. The dishes on the table suddenly fell to the ground and were in a mess.

"Who knows, there is no poison in it." Before leaving, Gu Zhao effortlessly spit out this sentence.

Not only to Jiang Yao, but also to myself.

The hall instantly recovered its silence. Jiang Yao seemed to have been drained of all her strength and slowly fell to the ground along the corner of the table. Her tears fell down like broken beads.

How could it be poisonous that she spent hours cooking a meal with all her heart?

Gu Zhao may never understand that for her, he is more important than her own life.

Jiang Yaoqiang picked up the spirit to clean up the scattered food, as if to piece together the heart of a place.

Every one of them was carefully prepared by her, but in the blink of an eye, they turned into rubbish.

If one didn't pay attention, his palm was cut by the sharp porcelain, and the blood gushed out.

But Jiang Yao seemed to feel no pain at all, and her hands were moving incessantly. Compared with the scar on her heart, what was the blood?

"Little Granny!"

Aunt sun didn't know when she came back to the villa. Looking at the mess and the blood under Jiang Yao, she screamed.