"Why are you here?"

Tang Qiaoer swallowed the sentence "How could it be you?" back.

Xie Jinhuan wore a delicate black suit and held a horse that was shining with dazzling light in the dark night, elegant and noble, like a prince charming walking out of a medieval palace.

"Come and see you."

"How are the injuries on your body? You have to rest for at least two months if you are injured. And the cast of your arm?" Tang Qiaoer thought of the thrilling night and couldn't help but care about his injuries.

"With your words, I'm not afraid of being crushed to pieces." Xie Jinhuan stared at her with deep affection.

Tang Qiaoer's breathing was slightly stagnant, and she didn't know how to take it.

"This time, not only came to see you, but also brought it to you. Last time you left in a hurry, I couldn't take it back."

"A Jin, this horse is very beautiful. Thank you, but it is too expensive and I can't accept it." Tang Qiaoer refused with a light and tactful look.

"Qiaoqiao, what did I do... did you get angry? You are still about what happened that day..."

"No. That thing has passed. Even if I don't block it, it's no different from blocking it." Tang Qiaoer chuckled relievedly.

Xie Jinhuan's hand holding the reins tightened, and suddenly his eyes curled up, "I specially selected this horse for you, and it has been transported abroad for more than a month. I have been carrying people from Xie's family on her back and keeping it in foster care.

Xie's horse farm.

But you also saw what happened at the horse farm that day. The horse farm is now managed by my second brother, so I can't keep it there no matter what, but my family doesn't have a big enough place to raise horses.

So... Can you help me raise it? Just do a friend a favor."

Speaking of this, Tang Qiaoer couldn't refuse.

After all, she always responds to her friends' requests.

"Then... I'll take care of you for the time being. When you have a place to settle it, tell me as soon as possible and I'll send it to you."

Tang Qiaoer looked at the sweat-blooded BMW intently, and the joy in her eyes could not be hidden.

But she would not receive any reward without merit. Her tutor told her that no matter how good other people’s things are, they should not take them for themselves without proper reasons.

"Okay. When I have a place to raise it, I will pick it up."

Xie Jinhuan looked up at the night sky, and crystal snowflakes fell, "Qiaoqiao, the wind at the sea gate is a little cool at night. Can I go in and have a cup of hot tea?"

Tang Qiaoer then realized that the two of them had been standing in the cold wind and talking. She was indeed a little rude and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, Jin, please come in quickly."

Xie Jinhuan raised his lips slightly and walked over.

Just as he walked to Tang Qiaoer, his eyebrows suddenly became tight and he stared at her left temple.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my head?" Tang Qiaoer blinked in surprise.

Xie Jinhuan slowly raised his hand and stroked it to her temples.

Tang Qiaoer's heart shrank and she was about to dodge, but a red rose appeared in front of her.

It seemed to be picked from her head, as bright as blood, and beautiful as ever.

"Where did you get it?"

"For you, I have practiced a little magic in the past two days."

Xie Jinhuan shyly pushed down his golden silk eyes, gentle and elegant, but as a young man, "BMW gives a hero to a hero, and roses to a beauty. The technique is clumsy, and if you offer ugly things, you can laugh if you want to."

Tang Qiaoer was stunned and felt mixed feelings.

The more Xie Jinhuan cared about her like this, the more she was kind to her, the more she felt guilty, just like she was making mistakes again and again.

The housekeeper pulled the horse into the door, and the whole process was so amazing that his mouth couldn't close.

Tang Qiaoer led Xie Jinhuan into Yuetangyuan.

Just as the door was about to close, Xie Jinhuan suddenly stopped and looked behind him coldly. His pale lips slowly rose like a cold moon, with great joking and contempt.

"Ho, coward."

*

At this moment.

I was shocked to stand alone in front of the window and looked out of the window to be in a state of consciousness.

He smoked one after another, and the cigarette butts were piled up in the crystal ashtray, and the smoke in the room blurred his cold but lonely expression.

Chen Jingkuai coughed a few times, and felt that his whole chest was like a bottomless hole, empty.

That day appeared in front of him. He threw the divorce agreement in front of Tang Qiaoer and forced her to divorce him. Then she left the house with nothing and got in Tang Yue's car and left Guanchao Manor. He stood in the same way. Position, eyes follow the direction she left.

At that time, he was full of anger. But at that time he didn't understand why he was so angry.

Now he finally understood because he couldn't bear to leave.

Then, for a long time, he spoke ill of Tang Qiaoer and tit-for-tat, and was just making a ridiculous proof - he didn't love him.

It wasn't that he was late and affectionate than grass, but he didn't see who he was pretending to be in his heart until Tang Qiaoer left.

I was shocked to find that my lovesickness was not revealed.

It turned out to be just because it was already in the bones.

At this time, the phone rang.

Chen was shocked to see Han Xian’s name displayed on the screen, and his heart moved, and he quickly crushed the smoke and answered.

"Hello."

"Mr. Chen, I'll be ambushing at the door of the young lady's house for a night, and finally saw the young lady!" Han Xian should have felt relieved to complete the task, but his tone was not relaxed at all.

"Qiao... how is she?" Chen Xingkang held his breath and asked with a calm face.

Thinking of that night, Tang Qiaoer helped Xie Jinhuan and left. His heart was still in pain and he was so angry that he refused to call her "Qiaoer".

He loves her, which doesn't mean he has no temper and no self-esteem.

"Mr. Chen, I'll send you a few photos. Please... be mentally prepared."

With a few dings, Han Xian sent the photo to Chen Jingjue through WeChat.

The man has long eyelashes and hangs down, click on the photo.

In the photo, Xie Jinhuan was lying on Tang Qiaoer's neck. From his perspective, the man's lips seemed to have been covered by her shiny and soft cheeks.

The two of them are so close to each other!

She had never had only resistance and resistance to him. He was shamelessly beating him, and she crushed his self-esteem again and again!

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, the more angry I became, the more scarier my eyes became!

Bang--!

He punched the glass window, and a loud noise made Han Xian at the other end of the phone frightened!

"Leng, calm down... Mr. Chen, if you are unwilling to give up, come here in person. The person named Xie is now at the young lady's house. You must not let it go. Wouldn't that make the dog thief named Xie? Isn’t it equivalent to admitting defeat?!”

"Go to meet her, what are you doing?"

I was shocked and trembled with anger, my chest was fluttering violently, my eyes were wet, as if I was in a mess and disappointed manner.

"Didn't she say... she never want to see me again? Then I'll give her the promise."
Chapter completed!