Sigh is endless regret, Duan Zhenghao drink coffee, let bitterness spread in the bottom of my heart.

"Because of my help, I got to know Luo rou. It's also a coincidence. It wasn't long ago that when the carving teacher was doing the carving task, Luo Rou and I were assigned to the same group. She was good at carving, and she and I, who were good at designing and selecting materials, finished the carving task the fastest and best. "

The more Luo Xiaojing listens, the colder he is. His complex emotions are intertwined, but there is no breakthrough.

"After the end of our study, we got in touch occasionally, but later my family asked me to go abroad to take over the family business, so we broke up contact with Luo rou. When I came back..."

When he came back, there was only Luo Rou's bad news. During that time, he was crazy to look for clues, but the clues were just like who erased them. All he could find was a few bits.

Shaking off his memory, Duan Zhenghao's probing eyes locked on Luo Xiaojing: "you said you had nothing to do with Luo rou. I didn't believe it at all. I was carving with Luo Rou at that time. No one knew her carving techniques better than me."

Seeing that she didn't speak, Duan Zhenghao approached her, his eyes wrinkled with anxiety: "Miss Luo, are you Luo Rou's student or her family? It's very important to me. I've been doing it all these years... "

"Enough!" Li shouts harsh, Luo Xiaojing immediately stands up, "Mr. Duan, I have to admit that the story you just told is very wonderful. Between the lines, you are intentionally expressing to me that you cherish the feelings of your classmates with Mr. Luo."

"Miss Luo, I and Luo Rou..."

"But your poor acting is no more than that." Another interruption, she sneered coldly, "last time you hit a wall, so this time you played an emotional card to me, because you know that I love Miss Luo and her carving very much, you think that I can fall into the trap, move myself with your story, and be a cow and a horse for you and Duan."

"The story of me and Luo Rou is true!"

"Really?" Luo Xiaojing clenched her fist, and her eyes turned scarlet with excitement. "If you really cherish, really like teacher Luo's carving, and want to inherit her carving, you won't hurt the sculptor who has similar carving techniques with her."

She told herself over and over again that she couldn't say it, but Luo Xiaojing roared out. She wanted to tear Duan Zhenghao up and tear up all the masks he used to disguise herself.

"Miss Luo, I have sincerely apologized for the misunderstanding between you and me." Duan Zhenghao hears something strange, but he subjectively thinks that it was for Duan Qingyan that he cut off the supply of jingsongfang, which made Luo Xiaojing upset.

"But in order to let me work in Duan's family, you made up a lie with Mr. Luo." Anger flushed Luo Xiaojing's reason to the last bit. She looked at him coldly and said, "Mr. Duan, if Mr. Luo is still alive, she will regret that she was studying with you."

"Duan Zhenghao, I regret meeting you."

"If you give me another chance, I won't fall in love with you."

"Is it that hard to believe me? What about the trust you've said so often? "

Luo Rou's tears coincide with Luo Xiaojing's cold face. If he had not chosen not to believe it, he would not have lost Luo Rou and would not have been separated from her.

"Mr. Duan, please don't stay outside jingsongfang store any more. If you are still like this, I will call the police."

Luo Xiaojing's cold face seemed to be the same as when Luo Rou broke up with him. He tried hard to catch her, and his shaking hand reached out to her: "Luo Rou, oh, no, Luo..."

Just at this moment, Duan Zhenghao's heart is cramped. He covers his hands and sits back. He sees the angry Luo Xiaojing rush out of the shop, and he is as determined as Luo rou.

Luo Xiaojing ran out for a long time to calm down. He sat on the side of the road, looking at the traffic in front of him, his eyes blurred.

"Mom, why do other children have dads, but I don't?"

"You have a father, but your father has gone far, far away, and it will be a long time before he can come back to pick us up."

"Does Dad love mom?"

"Of course, he and his mother used to be classmates and had a good relationship. His design is also great. The selection of crystal and jade materials is first-class. When Dad comes back, let him design a set of carving for our Xiaojing, which only belongs to you. Mom will do it. "

This is the only time that her mother mentioned her father to her. Since then, no matter how she asked or cried, Luo Rou refused to reveal one more word, which is the only time that she has ever remembered and never forgotten.

"Deceiving, all deceiving!"

But Duan Zhenghao's description of the details of his acquaintance with his mother is so similar to what Luo Rou told her.

"It must be my mother's mistake. Duan Zhenghao won't be my father. He won't be my father."

She can't forget her mother's shining eyes when she mentioned it, but if Duan Zhenghao is really her father, he is the heartless man who abandoned her and her mother in those years. After many years, he made a big fuss with his mother for his own profit, and did not hesitate to hurt the people related to his mother."He is not, he must not be!"

……

After work, Leng Yu and Su Han went back to Nanyuan together. As yesterday, when they went into the carving room to start work, Luo Xiaojing had arrived.

The machine was buzzing, and several pieces of cut tourmaline were put aside. Maybe she was too focused, and she didn't hear the footsteps of the two people.

"Xiaojing." Su Han took the lead in walking over and weighed several pieces of tourmaline in his hand. "You can't be so diligent every day. It puts a lot of pressure on me who is not so diligent."

Take off the mask and smile back. Luo Xiaojing takes a look at the tourmaline material that Su Han has just sent to him. He looks at him again: "teacher Su is also very efficient."

"It's not forced to be like this by desperate students." As soon as the voice fell, Su Han raised his eyebrows again. "Xiaojing, what's wrong with your voice?"

The thick nasal sound was hoarse. Leng Yu, who hadn't spoken for a long time, also heard it. She felt a sharp drop on her shoulder. She quickly put on the mask again: "ah, the milk tea she just drank is too sweet. It's a little hoarse."

Leng Yu moved his eyes to see that there was an empty milk tea cup in the trash can.

"Mr. Su, I sifted the tourmaline you chose before I cut it. Do you think it's ok?"

Understatement of the topic, Luo Xiaojing ignore the edge of the body side continue to cut material. Can be cut cut cut, she wanted to shake off the voice and suddenly came out.

Her hands trembled slightly with anger and bitterness. She quickly took the material away from the machine with deep breath. It's taboo for her emotion to affect the carving. What she carved tonight was still decided to press the important flowers all over the branches at the new product launch of Royal ornaments. She couldn't make any mistakes.

Take off the mask and get up to pour the water. The familiar Junyan suddenly enlarges in front of her eyes. Her deep eyes reflect her red and swollen eyes