Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

Yanluoxi's heart is like pressing a huge stone. She can't breathe heavily. Even if Shen Jue doesn't condemn Gu Qian in her words, she still feels that Shen Jue is blaming Gu Qian.

Yes, in the face of death, no one can be generous enough not to care at all.

Out of the funeral home, the sky, which had been clear for thousands of miles, was suddenly dark, as if a rainstorm was coming. Yanluoxi stood on the steps and looked at the dark clouds in the distance. The dark clouds in his heart could not melt away.

"Boss." Behind her came the voice of no regret. Yanluoxi looked back and saw no regret standing three steps behind her. Her eyes were red and looked bad. She nodded, "let's go back."

With that, she stepped down the steps, a thunder rolled from the sky, and then exploded again and again. There was a strong wind around. As soon as they entered the parking lot, the rainstorm came.

Yanluoxi quickly opened the door and sat in. The heavy rain came too quickly and hit the roof. She found two towels and handed one to her without regret to wipe the rain on her face.

Without regret, yanluoxi picked it up. Yanluoxi dried the rain on his face and saw Shen Jue walking out of the funeral home with a black umbrella. When they drove out, they found Shen Jue standing on the roadside with an umbrella.

Yan Luoxi felt pity for her. She had just sent away her brother who loved her as much as her life. She parked her car on the side of the road and lowered the window to greet her, "Miss Shen, where are you going? The rain is too heavy. Let me give you a ride. "

Shen Jue originally wanted to refuse, but when she saw that she didn't regret sitting in the co driver's seat, she changed her mind in a moment, opened the rear door and sat in. There was an uproar of rain. When the door was closed, the car was quiet.

Yanluoxi handed her a towel. "Wipe the water off your body."

"Thank you, sister Roche. I'll go back to the company. Just put me where I can get a taxi." Shen Jue wiped the water off his body. It's no joke that the rainstorm in this weather can be drenched in a few seconds.

Yanluoxi raised his eyes to look at the rearview mirror. Shen Jue washed his face. His face was very clean and had no makeup, but his skin was very good. There was not even a class spot on his face except a tear mole in the corner of his eyes.

Yan Luoxi smiled and said, "it doesn't matter. I'll send you there. You're a star in such a heavy rainstorm. It's bad for people to recognize."

Shen Jue smiled awkwardly and wiped the water off her body. Her eyes fell on Bu regret and looked at her for a few times. The appearance of Bu regret was really insignificant. She couldn't find it when she was thrown into the crowd.

But somehow, she always had an unspeakable sense of familiarity with her, "sister Roche, who is this?"

In the face of Shen Jue's puzzled eyes, Yan Luoxi said, "this is the room manager of our hotel. Today, the hotel is too busy to draw people to the funeral home, so we have to let those on vacation come and help."

Yan Luoxi seemed to inadvertently explain a sentence, but she felt that her explanation was really superfluous, but it was easier to cause misunderstanding. She bit her lower lip for a moment and didn't say more.

Without regret, he turned his head and looked at Shen Jue with a bit of sincerity. "Miss Shen, I often watch your TV. You are more beautiful than on TV."

Shen Jue looked at her with quiet eyes. She didn't regret her ordinary appearance. Why did Mo Beichen treat her differently? She has worked in Juxing media for many years and knows that mohbeichen has almost never spread an affair, nor has she been close to female stars or female staff.

His cleanliness is comparable to that of Liu Xiahui. This is the first time she has seen him approach such an ordinary woman. What is there about her that is worth Mo Beichen stopping for her?

In addition, what made her even more puzzled was that after Yan Luoxi left just now, she went to the bathroom to wash the makeup on her face. When she came out of the bathroom and passed the mourning hall, she saw the woman named no regret standing in front of the mourning hall, as if she wanted to reach out to touch her brother's portrait.

Probably the sound of her footsteps disturbed her, and she left quickly.

She wondered who she was. She seemed to like her brother very much.

"Really? I'm still far behind sister Roche's acting skills. If sister Roche doesn't quit the entertainment industry, she must be the first of the four flowers now. " Shen Jue's tone was much more lively than before.

Yan Luoxi smiled and shook his head. "I don't make fun of me."

"I'm telling the truth, but what's your last name, Miss unapologetic?" Shen Jue looked at her curiously without regret. She had a calm temperament.

Regretless fingers curled up. She hung her head. "I don't have a last name."

"Ah?" Shen Jue stared at her in a daze and then said, "I'm sorry. My question is too abrupt, but I don't regret it. Miss, do you know my brother? Just now I saw you stop for a long time in front of my brother's portrait. "

She didn't regret sitting right in front of her body for fear that her expression would betray her heart. She said faintly, "yes, I like to watch his TV."

"You are a fan of my brother. No wonder you are willing to come and help on vacation. It's a pity that my brother died. Otherwise, I can ask for a signed photo for you." Shen Jue looked sorry, and his tone was mixed with unspeakable sadness.

No regrets, no words.

Yan Luoxi didn't make any more pit noise. Except for the sound of rain hitting the roof, no one spoke for a moment. Half an hour later, the car stopped at the downstairs of Juxing media.

Shen Jue opened the door and got off. Standing next to the cab, she bent over and looked at Yan Luoxi sitting in the car. She said, "sister Luoxi, thank you for bringing me back. I'll invite you to dinner when I'm free."

"Miss Shen, you are very kind."

Shen Jue grinned. "Sister Luo Xi, you still call me Xiao Jue. You always call me Miss Shen. It's strange in my heart. Give me your mobile phone and I'll save your number."

Yanluoxi picked up the mobile phone from the shelf and handed it to Shen Jue. Shen Jue entered a string of numbers and then clicked to dial. She didn't hang up until her mobile phone rang happily and handed it back to yanluoxi.

"Sister Roche, I'll see you later. I don't regret it, miss. I hope to see you again." Shen Jue waved to them and watched the white Volvo drive into the rain. Then she looked back and turned into the company.

In the car, as soon as Shen Jue left, the depressing atmosphere disappeared. Yanluoxi glanced at the road without regret, and then looked at the road ahead, "don't regret, Shen Jue seems to be very curious about you."

She thought of seeing Shen Jue staring at Bu Hui and Mo Beichen under the edge of the corridor. She had an unspeakable strange feeling in her heart, but she couldn't tell what was strange.

She didn't regret sipping her lips, but told the truth, "she may have a little doubt when she bumped into my portrait of Shen Changqing."

Yan Luoxi frowned, "no regrets, you're too careless."