President love his wife ardently

Jiao bent down to pick up the little milk dog, subconsciously looked at the door.

However, this time and the last time is really different, the man did not detain, even did not appear at the door.

"Lulu, I'm sorry for you. I promised to take good care of you, but I can only break my promise, you know? In fact, I am also sad, I am also sad

Ah Jiao is holding a little milk dog, saying, crying more fierce.

The sky seems to have a light rain, more desolate atmosphere.

Jiao took the dog in her arms, squatted on the ground and curled up, the lonely, small figure, looked very poor.

By the window upstairs,

GU Qian stood there, gazing at the girl in the rain, and his eyes were full of heartache and struggle.

He wanted to rush out to bring her back, but he couldn't.

Let his girl hurt once, and it won't hurt again.

No,

Ajiao will never be his girl again.

Outside the yard, Ah Jiao seemed to have a sense of the heart raised her head and looked at the window of the upstairs study, but the whole window was closed, and even drew thick curtains.

This last glance, or to break her last fantasy, he has hated her to the bone, so even far away to send her, he is not willing to.

Gillian did not know, in the moment she looked up, that always steady man had how panic to pull the curtain, and against the wall, how painful heart.

Aunt Fu ran out in the rain and took the little milk dog away from her.

"Miss Ajiao, you should get on the bus quickly. If you have a cold, it will be bad."

"Well, aunt Fu, thank you for your time. I will always remember that."

In tears, she hugged aunt Fu and finally pulled her suitcase and hobbled away from the house.

It rained heavily for three days and three nights. I don't know whose tears it was.

After Gillian went back, her condition worsened a lot, and she was seriously ill.

During her stay in hospital, Gu only sent one director Zhang to comfort her, and even Ziwei didn't come.

"Tomorrow our Li family and Gu family will go to Paris to participate in the international architectural design competition. I think you'd better have a good rest and I'll go instead of you."

In the ward, Sister Li Jiao, while cutting an apple, looking at a Jiao with heartache.

She is afraid that after seeing Gu Qian, Ajiao will be sad again. It's better to let a Jiao go on a tour after her illness is well. Maybe she can meet someone better than Gu Qian!

"No, I have put so much effort into this project. I must go."

Jiao smell speech, immediately sit up from the bed, refute elder sister.

"But at this point, you and Gu Qian again..."

the elder sister obviously disagreed with her and shook her head.

"You still don't try to be brave. Aren't you hurt enough?"

"I still have a clear distinction between personal feelings and work. When I compete abroad, I will encounter a lot of unexpected situations. How much do you know about this project, such as how many plans have we made?"

Jiao looks serious at her sister and asks questions. Li Wan'er is in trouble.

"You know how long I've been away from the family business as an art man. You always have to let me check the information."

"How can you have so much time to prepare? Second uncle wants to make a name in the imperial capital this year. We can't have any difference in this project. I know my physical condition myself. Please prepare my schedule according to the original plan

Ah Jiao's face is cold, and Li Feihong's overbearing temperament is the same.

What else did my sister want to say, she was stopped by her brother-in-law.