President's Single-minded Love

Here's the formal question asking session.

The main focus is on the previous issues.

"If Xiaoyan, as a designer of imperial group, why didn't you go to Lu's group?"

What a cruel question.

Yan xiaonuo's expression is very calm, but his eyes are very cold: "I have nothing to do with Lu's group. Why go to Lu's?"

"In the romance exposed this morning, there is absolutely no trace of PS in the photos. How can you explain this matter?"

Yan xiaonuo said lightly: "I and Lu Ting, we are just the relationship of classmates, nothing else."

She could feel the clenched palm of Messi's hand and sighed.

She said this not only to the media, but also to mezzi. I hope he can believe her.

"In this way, it's just one side of your story. It's rumored that..." The reporter took a careful look at Mo xijue, but he bravely said, "I heard that Mo always takes care of you everywhere, but you have a tangled relationship with Lu's childe. Are you..."

"Shut up!"

Before the man had finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by Messi.

The whole audience's eyes from Yan xiaonuo's body to Mo xijue's body.

Messi decided to hold her hand in his, warm and firm, but his voice was very cold: "you are here today to clarify the facts! It's not for you to dig for tidbits here! " Speaking of this, he glanced coldly at the audience. "She just said that it has nothing to do with Lu. This conference is over!"

The manager of the public relations department immediately announced with a smile: "well, this press conference is over. Thank you."

That's over?

Yan xiaonuo felt his hand suddenly released by him, just like when he stretched out.

She did not move, she watched him directly turn around to leave, the back is so tall and great, at the same time, there is no stop, no muddle.

Yan xiaonuo even felt that it was an illusion when he held it in the palm of his hand just now.

"Second brother cares about you." Xuanji's voice whispered in her ears, "he is angry now. Just wait for it to pass."

Is Xuanji trying to persuade her?

Yan xiaonuo stood there for a long time, then slowly walked down the stage.

She took out her mobile phone and looked at the time. It was almost noon.

Before she went out, she was blocked at the door by Messi.

Why is he back?

Yan xiaonuo looked up at him and felt him haggard. But she didn't know what to say to him. She just turned her side and wanted to go out from the gap beside her.

Before she succeeded, she was held in her arms by Messi, and his cold voice came from his head: "you run away when you see me now?"

Yan xiaonuo's slender arm was tightly grasped by his hand, and she frowned slightly, "please let me go, you hurt me."

Instead of letting her go, he bent his head and kissed her fiercely, as if to punish her.

However, Yan xiaonuo felt particularly oppressed and bent. He pushed his shoulder with his small hand, and his tears fell down.

Her tears flowed into his lips, and he felt a kind of hot and humid bitterness.

"Well, what are you crying about?" Messi had to let go of her, with helpless pity in his voice.

"You will bully me Yan xiaonuo was angry and aggrieved, and cried to him, "still fierce me!"

Mo Xi Jue saw that she was like this, in the end, no more gas, soft heart into a group, holding her in the arms, the voice is still low: "you tell me, you and Lu Ting, really nothing?"

"I've told you so many times that you just don't believe me!" Yan xiaonuo's tears fell more fierce, "since you don't believe me, why do you still want to hold me, you let me go!"

"I don't want you to go." As soon as he heard that she was going to leave, all the questions in his mind were put aside for the time being, "you can't go."

Yan xiaonuo didn't speak any more, but her tears were still falling all the time.

Little by little, the resentment in her heart was dissipated by his kiss, biting her lips for him to kiss without speaking.

Seeing that she was no longer crying, mercy was relieved, touched her hair, and whispered, "let's go back."

This is the end of the storm.

Yan xiaonuo only felt very tired. After returning to Heng'an, she quietly cleaned up the ground debris.

When I saw some new tea, I didn't feel comfortable.

When he asked Yan xiaonuo what kind of tea table he liked, Yan xiaonuo just rolled his eyes and said: "it doesn't matter what kind of tea table it doesn't matter. I just want one that can't be broken."A word almost didn't choke him to death.

However, Mo xijue still followed her words: "send wood tea table, want huanghuali, strong and durable."

Yan xiaonuo just laughed.

Seeing that she finally laughed, mercy was really relieved. He turned and went to the kitchen.

Yan xiaonuo found that moxijue was becoming more and more human, which was far from that unreasonable and violent mania at the beginning.

The smell of cooked noodles came from the kitchen, and Moxi came out with two bowls of cooked noodles.

And four of his fried poached eggs.

Yan xiaonuo sat down in front of the dining table. She looked at the steaming bowl of soup noodles in front of her, much better than the last time he did.

Although it was noodles, she didn't care about it.

From the accident to now, she did not even drink a mouthful of water, smelling the smell of noodles and fried eggs, she could not bear it any more, picked up chopsticks and ate.

"Delicious." Yan xiaonuo said with a mouthful of noodles and said, "hee hee, your cooking has improved a lot."

However, he reached out to help her wipe the soup from her lips and said, "eat slowly. I've laid a lot of noodles. There are still some in the pot."

Yan xiaonuo nodded with a smile and continued to eat noodles.

After eating and drinking, she covered her mouth, yawned, and fell asleep on the bed.

Messi lay down with her for a while. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he could not bear to disturb her. He bowed his head and kissed her small face, and got up.

After reading the short message on his mobile phone, mosey frowned. He quickly dressed and left the villa.

The shadow of the sun slanted to the West. After a good sleep, Yan xiaonuo stretched himself lazily and sat up.

The room was dark. She turned on the bedside lamp, got dressed, and opened the curtains.

However, her hand stopped there. Outside the curtain, it was a small garden. Outside the iron fence outside the garden, Lu Ting stood there, smiling at her.

Yan xiaonuo sighed, after all, what should come could not be avoided.

She opened the door of the French window, went out and opened the garden door.

"Mr. Lu, come in and have a seat." Yan xiaonuo said softly.

Lu Ting gently shook his head and said to Yan xiaonuo with a smile: "I'm going to the United States. The plane at eight o'clock in the evening, before leaving, I still want to come and see you."

After a pause, he said to her like an explanation, "this is Heng'an villa. Don't worry, there won't be any paparazzi dare to come here. What happened before was my recklessness, which caused you so much trouble."

Yan xiaonuo gently shook his head and said: "it's OK, those things are over."

Lu Ting nodded, "that's good." He said with a smile, "I don't know when I can come back. The birthday gift I promised you last time didn't like it, so I prepared another one."

He took out a beautifully wrapped gift box and handed it to her.

Yan xiaonuo did not open the gift, just took the gift box, the gift box is very light, she can not judge what is inside.

But Lu Ting couldn't turn a blind eye to Lu Ting's wishes. She could only smile and say, "thank you, Lu Xuechang." Then her eyes flashed, bit her lip and said, "Lu Xuechang, please take care of yourself when you go to America."

Lu Ting heard her words, the already cold four limbs and hundreds of skeletons gradually warm up like the spring return to the earth, and the original bitter and sad smile has become some vitality.

"Thank you." Lu Ting said softly, "take care of yourself. I, I should be able to come back soon. We'll contact you then."

Yan xiaonuo can't bear to break his fantasy. Since Moxi has already made a move, Lu Ting is afraid that he will never appear in front of her again?

How can she, because of her own reasons, again implicate Lu Ting, and the Lu family group, which has no hatred for her?

Yan xiaonuo thought, showing a shallow smile, the voice is low and soft, "Lu Xuechang, goodbye."

She said, closing the garden door gently. She turned, holding the gift box in her hand and closing her eyes slightly.

Lu Ting stood there watching her step by step into the French windows of the villa.

Lu Ting watched everything around him gradually turned into darkness. Just like his life, from that moment of missing, he gradually sank into the darkness.

His father was very angry with him. If his mother hadn't been there, he would not have been able to stand here and see her again.

Seeing her well, he has nothing to worry about.

Yan xiaonuo walked into the room and gently drew the curtain. The light in the room was still bright, but her mood was gloomy.

It has nothing to do with feelings. Lu Ting was her playmate when she was a child, Lu Xuechang, who took care of her everywhere when she grew up, and the one who had been looking for her for more than ten years.Because of her, he is going to be exiled to the United States before graduation. How can Yan xiaonuo be indifferent and feel guilty?

Yan xiaonuo thought, gently opened that beautifully packed gift box, there is nothing valuable inside, but a picture of her side face.