But thinking of Xiang home

Taking a deep breath, she lowered her head again, and then slowly knelt down.

Thump.

This kneeling even song Qiao was startled. He Hanchuan stood behind her with cold eyes.

"Mr. Jiang, I hope you will forgive me..."

Words did not finish, a glass of liquor poured face-to-face, "late, two years, for a man, you are still so cheap."

In the evening, Jiang Qifeng had already gone.

Maybe he was disappointed with himself.

He Hanchuan did not have the slightest move to this scene, came to her and stopped: "since the guest has not forgiven you, then kneel down."

Then he lifted his legs and left.

"He Hanchuan..." Behind him, he called out to the evening and asked softly, "do you like Jiang qingran so much?"

Like to, than Jiang qingran own brother hate her.

"What do you say?" He stopped and looked down at her.

Looking up in the evening, the makeup on her face has been spent. At this time, the black one and the white one are particularly funny. However, the expression on her face is desperate, "he Hanchuan, I really regret it. If I knew that the person you like was her, I would never think of you in any way. It's the most wrong thing I've ever done in my life to like you

He heard clearly this time, the originally gloomy face was more and more ugly. For a moment, he laughed, but it was more frightening than not to smile: "is it?"

"But what? Later, regret is the last thing in the world. "

This winter in B city is extremely cold.

In the evening, he knelt at the door of the club in his short Qipao to welcome the guests. His face was white and his hair was wet with wine and even ice.

Cold, and leg pain, she almost fainted.

Approaching the early morning, the club has more and more guests. Those people, passing by, always sneer at her, but she doesn't care at all. She just lowers her head and looks at her red frozen hands, so that she doesn't feel everything outside. This is the habit she has practiced in the past two years.

When she was in prison, she was always beaten. At first, she would resist, but in the end, only more serious beatings would be attracted. She would not resist any more. She just let herself be in a daze and let them hit her with all their strength. Gradually, those people would let her go when they were tired.

She only hoped that he Hanchuan and Jiang Qifeng could let her go.

After a long time, Zhou Miao secretly took out a coat and threw it to her. She frowned and said, "put it on. It's been two hours. If you freeze for a while, you'll die."

Late at night, Zheng Zheng Zheng, reached out to pick up the coat, and then opened a piece of cold to lose the blood color of the lips, voice hoarse: "you don't care about me, or you will be implicated."

"Are you still worried about me?" Zhou Miao didn't know how to offend those people who couldn't afford it. He sighed that he was soft hearted. "I told you to quit my job. I have to put my life into it. Wait, I'll pour you a cup of hot water..."

Don't want to give her trouble, raised his hand to stop her, the results of a hurry, a burst of dizziness hit, her whole person "Dong" sound, fell down.

Her forehead hit the marble heavily. In a trance, Zhou Miao seemed to call her out in a daze. But when the darkness came, she completely lost consciousness.

At this time, he Hanchuan was sitting in the manager's office with a calm face. A beautiful woman made a pot of tea and poured him a cup.

Hot air, indoor fragrance.

It's her instinct to observe what she says. Knowing that he Hanchuan is in a bad mood, she doesn't even mention it. She just reminds her intentionally and unconsciously, "I heard that the lowest temperature tonight is - 12 degrees. I'm afraid that the flowers I bought the other day will not survive."

"It's just flowers. Just buy them again."

"How about Keren?"

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