Report to the captain: Your predecessor has boarded

But he did something wrong and let Jiang Miaomiao catch him. He was speechless.

At this time, Jiang Miaomiao was holding the antique in his hand and looking at it carefully. His face exuded a bright brilliance, which Yan Sheng had not seen in this period of time.

Yan Sheng couldn't help but feel bitter. He could only watch Jiang Miaomiao close to the man, but he had no room to be jealous.

Hexi quietly observed the bitter look on Yan Shengjun's face, turned around and talked to Jiang Miaomiao intimately.

"Well, is this really good?"

Jiang Miaomiao had completely forgotten Yan Sheng beyond the clouds.

If at the beginning, Jiang Miaomiao still wanted to be angry with Yan Sheng, but now there are only exclamation and praise.

She really didn't expect that what she saw was such an exquisite antique. Just a moment ago, she decided that it was definitely a good thing worth collecting.

So Jiang Miaomiao's eyes were full of this antique. He had just seen Yan Sheng's unhappiness, which had been completely forgotten at this time.

Jiang Miaomiao has even forgotten that he has been obscurely followed by a tall and heroic figure behind him.

Jiang Miaomiao took the antique and slowly shocked and satisfied her beautiful eyes. She took time out of her busy schedule to look up at Jose. In her tone, she couldn't hide her happiness: "good, good..."

In fact, the value of this antique can no longer be described by the word "good", but Jiang Miaomiao is too excited at this time. For a moment, he can't think of anything else that can represent his mood.

Seeing the happy color on Jiang Miaomiao's face, Hexi also showed a smile.

Yan Sheng, who had been behind the two people, saw the picture of them snuggling up to each other, and his five fingers hanging on the side of his body suddenly clenched slowly.

But in the end, Yan Sheng did nothing and said nothing.

"Well, we've got the things anyway. Why don't we leave here first." Jose suggested to Jiang Miaomiao.

Jose is right. After all, they are not at home, but abroad. As the saying goes, wealth is not revealed. This truth applies everywhere.

Jiang Miaomiao reluctantly took his eyes away from the antique, raised his bright eyes to Jose and nodded definitely.

"OK, let's leave this place first."

In short, they have got the things, and then they can slowly look at it after returning to the hotel.

Jiang Miaomiao and Jose slowly and carefully packed the antiques, and then prepared to go outside.

When passing by the door, Jiang Miaomiao suddenly saw a familiar tall figure in the corner of his eyes. He looked at it subconsciously and was stunned.

After a little stunned, there was sadness all over the world. Jiang Miaomiao lowered his eyes, didn't look at Yan Sheng standing by the wall, and followed Jose to leave here quickly and go downstairs.

When Jiang Miaomiao's eyes just looked over, Yan Sheng had raised his black eyes to Jiang Miaomiao's line of sight.

The two people looked at each other for only a few seconds, maybe less than two seconds, but Yan Sheng clearly saw the sadness and sadness in Jiang Miaomiao's eyes.

Yan Sheng's leg, which he wanted to take a step, stiffened, and then stagnated. It was like being fixed by someone. He could no longer move forward.

Yan Sheng has a lot to say to Jiang Miaomiao in his heart. He wants to tell her that it is not his original intention at all. She has always been the only one in his heart

But at the moment of seeing Jiang Miaomiao's eyes, his throat seemed to be slowly clenched by a pair of invisible hands, and he couldn't say a word.

So Yan Sheng can only watch his beloved women and other men step by step out of his sight.

I don't know how long it took Yan Sheng to recover slowly. When he caught up with him downstairs, he only saw the back of a car.

afternoon.

Yan Sheng sat on the rattan chair on the hotel terrace. The breeze rustled the hem of his white shirt. The wind also blew a few strands of black hair in front of his forehead, revealing his smooth forehead and Qingjun eyebrows.

But there was always an obvious worry in those eyes.

Yan Sheng picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table in front of him and kept looking at it, as if he wanted to grind a cocoon on the mobile phone.

"Why haven't you come back?" Yan Sheng murmured, as if he were talking to himself.

Originally, Yan Sheng was in a good mood to see Jiang Miaomiao, so he wanted to talk to Jiang Miaomiao about the previous thing, but until now, Jiang Miaomiao still hasn't come back.

A worry slowly lingered in Yan Sheng's mind.

Yan Sheng called Jiang Miaomiao several times, but she never answered her phone.

Maybe Jiang Miaomiao is still angry with himself, so he deliberately doesn't answer his phone.

After another moment, Yan Sheng sat up, put his hand on the railing, looked into the distance, and vomited a deep breath of turbidity.

Yan Sheng turned around, grabbed the mobile phone on the table with a big, bony hand, made another call, and then looked down at the screen.

"Doodle..."

The phone kept ringing, but no one was listening. The name displayed on the mobile phone screen was Jose.

Yan Sheng frowned deeply and called again, but no one answered.

This can't be a coincidence... Yan Sheng finally felt that the worry in his heart had slowly become a reality, and his eyes revealed a dignified.

Without delay, Yan Sheng immediately turned around, picked up his suit and coat, put it on, and then drove to the owner's house he had been to this morning.

When the door opened slowly in front of him, Yan Sheng's eyes still had a trace of hope.

"Sir, are you...?" Because Yan Sheng came with Jiang Miaomiao and Jose in the morning, the owner knew him.

Besides, the man's appearance is so excellent and excellent that it's hard to forget when you've met him.

Yan Sheng stopped his car below all the way and ran up quickly. At this time, dense beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead. With a heavy face, he was stunned when the owner opened the door.

"What can I do for you?" The owner quietly opened the door and asked Yan Sheng carefully.

Yan Sheng didn't have any unnecessary nonsense. He went straight to the point and asked in a deep voice, "has the beautiful girl who came here to pick up the goods this morning come back?"

Yan Sheng supported the door frame with one hand and his chest fluctuated violently. His stature was born tall. Coupled with this condescending action, it undoubtedly gave the cargo owner some very dangerous feelings.