The 101st Hot Love

The door bell became more and more urgent. Lin Qiao wiped away his tears and held back his emotions. "Well, brother Qian, don't mention it. Someone knocked at the door. Go and open the door."

Xiao Ziqian went to the living room. As soon as he opened the porch door, he saw Lu Yanchen standing at the door.

He was dressed in a navy blue suit, watered through by the rain, his hair was close to his head, as if he had just come up from the river, and his feet were still wading out.

Handsome face reflects a touch of embarrassment, but it doesn't affect handsome at all.

"Where's linqiao?" his eyes were scarlet, like wolves.

Xiao Ziqian leaned against the door and his light blue shirt set off his temperament. He was completely in two styles with Lu Yanchen, but his aura was not lost to him.

"Lu Yanchen, just correct. It's not your style to be confused."

He suddenly came forward, grabbed Xiao Ziqian's collar and said fiercely, "ask Lin Qiao to come out and talk to me! What are you!"

Xiao Ziqian shook him off and gracefully arranged his shirt. "I'm nothing, but I know you're not welcome here. Please get out."

"Lin Qiao!" Lu Yanchen shouted in the direction of the master bedroom, "I know you're inside! Come out and let's talk!"

In the master bedroom.

Lin Qiao leaned against the door and put his hand on the door handle, hesitating all the time.

She was afraid of going out, because she would be soft hearted when she saw Lu Yanchen's prayer.

But when I think of my father and children

Forced to take a deep breath, she told herself again and again in the bottom of her heart, Lin Qiao, there is no escape from this kind of thing, you can only face it.

Just make it clear. It's nothing.

She opened the door and went out.

The two men who were fighting together heard the news over there and looked at her together.

Xiao Ziqian said, "Joe, how did you come out?"

Lu Yanchen immediately threw him away, regardless of his clothes and shoes, quickly walked to Lin Qiao, "are you better?"

At this moment, Lin Qiao looked much more calm, "OK."

"Let's talk."

"There's nothing to talk about." Xiao Ziqian came forward and interrupted Lu Yanchen's words and protected Lin qiaohu behind him. "You've hurt her enough. Why? Don't you think it's enough?"

"Brother Qian." Lin Qiao came out from behind him and held his hand. "Let me talk to Lu Yanchen. Anyway, this matter must be made clear."

Xiao Ziqian frowned. He didn't want Lin Qiao to have the slightest room to shake.

But Lin Qiao's repeated requests made him unable to refuse.

I can only say helplessly: "no matter what decision you make, I support you, because I know I can't stop it. But I hope you think about why Uncle Lin died and who gave you the Lin family today before you make every decision."

"That's enough." Lin Qiao frowned painfully. "I remember all these things. You don't have to remind me."

Xiao Ziqian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his sharp mouth remained, "I hope you really remember."

The door closed in the bedroom.

Xiao Ziqian made room for them.

There were only two of them in the living room. It was terrible and quiet.

Lin Qiao sat on the sofa. She had a stomachache and didn't dare to stand for too long.

"What do you want to tell me? Go ahead."

Lu Yanchen went to the sofa, took out a red box from the inner pocket of his coat, magically took out a ring from it, and knelt in front of Lin Qiao on one knee.

The diamond is very big. Under the refraction of the light, you can vaguely see the colorful traces.

Lu Yanchen had never been serious, "Lin Qiao, let's get married."

From small to large, marrying Lu Yanchen has always been Lin Qiao's dream.

If she had received this ring a long time ago, she would have fainted happily.

But now, when she looked at the ring and at him kneeling in front of her, she only felt extremely ironic.

She endured the scarlet color of her eyes and said coldly, "Lu Yanchen, are you pitying me?"

"There are more poor people in the world than you. I have no intention of proposing."

"Put the ring away."

He wouldn't listen. He took her hand and put it on.

Lin Qiao took it back like an electric shock and immediately got up, "calm down!"

He also kept a kneeling position, fingertips holding a ring, "I've always been calm about this feeling. It's your repeated approach that makes me not calm."

"You get up first. I have something else to tell you."

Lu Yanchen looked up at her and unconsciously squeezed the ring.

Lin Qiao said anxiously, "get up quickly! Otherwise I can't continue to talk with you."

He got up embarrassed and held the ring in his palm.

The edge of the diamond cut his finger, but he didn't care.

Heart like a knife, but still pretend to be light, "why?"

Why did Lin Zhengtian get angry with him when he had an accident?

Lu Yanchen didn't understand what Lin Qiao thought.

They had a good relationship before.

Seeing him get up, Lin Qiao sat back on the sofa again and said helplessly, "my father's death is not as simple as it seems."

"I know that the police have intervened and will give your father an explanation."

"Before the confession comes, I don't want to talk to you about feelings. This is not a discussion, this is a notice. I hope you can understand, and then work and live well. Don't bother me again."

Without Lin Zhengtian, Lin Qiao doesn't know why he has been close to him.

The water on my head was still dripping, embarrassed.

Lu Yanchen's eyes were scarlet and bloodthirsty. "Are you fair to me?"

Lin Qiao sneered, "how could the world ever be fair to me? Do you expect me to give you something I haven't even got?"

"You must do this? Even if I come to you personally?"

"You go and don't come again."

"Lin Qiao, are you sure you're telling the truth?" his eyes became sharper and sharper, as if he was angry.

Lin Qiao nodded, "I'm sure."

"OK, I'll go. I hope you don't regret it!"

A loud bang came from the porch door, and Lu Yanchen's figure had disappeared.

Lin Qiao sat on the sofa, staring at the direction he left.

Xiao Ziqian sat beside her and held her cold hand. "Joe, are you okay?"

Lin Qiao turned around, tears streaming down her face, and heartache was about to devour her. "Brother Qian, did I do wrong?"

"You did a good job."

"But why is the heart so painful?" she poked the position of her heart. "I thought I would be very relaxed to get rid of Lu Yanchen, but why? It's not easy at all."

It's not easy.

She couldn't hold back her emotions now, and her tears kept flowing out.

This feeling is no less exciting than Lin Zhengtian's death.

But she also knew that Lu Yanchen was like the most gorgeous rose to her.

No, she loves it.

Yes, it will hurt her more.

The combination of the two forces herself to be with him, and the result is now like this. The most loved ones, her baby who was pregnant for nearly two months, all left her.

It's raining cats and dogs outside.

Lu Yanchen came out of Xiao Ziqian's apartment and stood downstairs all the time.

The rain washed his body, making his tall and handsome physique particularly fragile at this moment.