Mu Qingge and Zhou Feng stood at the pick-up gate, and the news that the flight was about to arrive echoed in the hall.

Mu Qingge looked forward to it, his spirit was flying, and he felt a sense of happiness unique to a little woman. "Mu Qingge, are you here to pick up your boyfriend?"

"Well. How do you know? Did I show it very clearly?" Mu Qingge looked at Zhou Feng and stared at her, subconsciously rubbing her face.

"Well, it's obvious that you're a little out of the way." Zhou Feng nodded. He was even more curious about who Mu Qingge's boyfriend was.

"Okay, the patient I had been discharged from the hospital. I was a little uneasy recently. So I wanted to find something to distract myself." Mu Qingge tried to explain.

"Is your boyfriend also a person in the circle? Do I know him?" Zhou Feng ignored Mu Qingge's remark and asked.

"I'm not a person in the entertainment industry, he is in business. You probably don't know him."

"Why do you look mysterious every time you come to pick you up? I think you are also from our entertainment industry."

"He has inconvenient legs and feet, so he doesn't show up every time he picks me up. Today I will introduce it to you."

"Well, let's go for a meal together later. Just meet me."

Mu Qingge smiled, not saying anything.

Yan Yuan may have something urgent and should not be able to eat. Even her coming to pick him up may have some impact on his arrangements.

Soon a large number of people rushed out, and Zhou Feng put on his glasses and looked up at the crowd.

Mu Qingge watched it for a long time but didn't see Yan Yuan coming out. Of course, Zhou Feng didn't wait for his sister either.

When the crowd was almost gone, a man sitting in a wheelchair was pushed out. It was Yan Yuan.

Mu Qingge had already captured him the moment he came out. After not seeing him for a week, Yan Yuan lost weight and his facial features were more three-dimensional. His hair became much shorter, his hairstyle was a bit weird and uneven. Mu Qingge wanted to laugh a little. Could it be that the messy beauty that foreign barbers are pursuing now?

As soon as she stretched out her steps, she found that it was not Awen or Lao Qi who was pushing him. She turned out to be a fashionable and tall beauty with long hair.

The beauty obviously wears less clothes, and she is wearing a wide men's coat. Of course Mu Qingge knows who it is, and that is Yan Yuan's.

Mu Qingge's legs were like lead, and she couldn't take this step, so she stood there firmly.

Yan Yuan did not find her, or Yan Yuan did not expect that she would come to pick him up, just to take a look at him more.

The long-haired beauty suddenly squatted down halfway, tilted her head and said something to Yan Yuan. The woman had a gentle smile on her face, and the two seemed to be old friends she had known for many years. Yan Yuan's face was no longer expressionless, but a faint smile.

The pair of black and white eyes stared at the woman's face, and carefully fiddled with the woman, scattered on the hair on her forehead. The movements were naturally intimate.

Mu Qingge's heart seemed to sink into the deep valley, and Yan Yuan's words echoed clearly and clearly in her mind.

"The type I like is cute and elegant, with toughness in my bones, big eyes and agile eyes, stubborn eyes, long hair, delicate facial features, and well-proportioned figure."

Mu Qingge had the urge to turn around and leave, and Yan Yuan found the girlfriend he asked for. The young lady of the Yan family in the future. This woman should be Zhou Weiwei, right?

Mu Qingge turned around and saw Zhou Feng looking at Yan Yuan in a daze. She was a little surprised, but following Zhou Feng's gaze, she saw the half-squat woman.

"Bang!" Mu Qingge's mind suddenly had a string broken.

"Zhou Feng, is your sister called Zhou Weiwei?" Mu Qingge spoke, and found that the voice was a little dry.

Zhou Feng's hand was about to say hello and put it back. His eyes, looking at Mu Qingge, suddenly tightened. "Is your boyfriend Yan Yuan? The young master of the Yan family?"

Mu Qingge smiled bitterly and nodded in a little way.

"I'll go back first. Don't say I've been here." Mu Qingge walked quickly towards the door. Zhou Feng turned around and wanted to stop Mu Qingge, but he didn't shout in the end.

"Sister!" Before Mu Qingge could walk out of the hall, he heard Zhou Feng's happy voice coming from behind her.

Yan Yuan helped Zhou Weiwei, who was half squatting, raised his eyes to see the source of the sound, and saw a man walking towards them with a tight wrap.

Yan Yuan's eyes suddenly tightened, and he actually saw a woman's back behind the man, a little familiar.

"It's my younger brother, Zhou Feng, and brother Yuan. You should have seen him. We played together when we were a child." Zhou whispered softly, and his voice was melodiously explaining beside Yan Yuan.

"Have you grown up so big now?"

"Well, I'm a little famous star now, so I may be dressed up a little tightly."

Zhou Feng walked over quickly and looked at Yan Yuan with a bad look. It was not because of Mu Qingge, but because of their engagement that had ended in vain.

"Sister, why are you together?" Zhou Feng pulled Zhou Weiwei.

He cared about their intimate actions just now. Although he didn't know what happened back then, he would never believe that as the outside world said, his sister looked down on Yan Yuan and regretted getting married and went abroad to hide.

"Afeng, don't be so excited. The things that happened back then have passed. I came back this time for Brother Yuan." Zhou Weiwei pulled Zhou Feng's arm and signaled that someone would watch here.

"Sister, let's go home first. Let's talk about these things later. Parents are waiting for you at home." Zhou Feng snorted coldly.

"Afon, don't worry. Brother Yuan's driver went out to get the car just now and came back later. We'll push him out."

"No need, you guys go back first. Lao Qi will come out in a while. I forgot something just now, so he went back to get it for me."

Yan Yuan looked up at Zhou Feng. He saw disgust and anger in Zhou Feng's eyes, which made him a little incomprehensible.

"Sister, did you hear it? He has someone to accompany him. Let's go first."

"Weiwei. You go back first, we will chat with you if you have time. When you come back, spend more time with your uncle and aunt."

Zhou Weiwei heard Yan Yuan say this, and Zhou Feng insisted on pulling her back, but he didn't insist, so he left.

Lao Qi hurriedly walked out of the airport exit with an exquisite gift box.

When he saw Yan Yuan sitting alone on the roadside, he asked mockingly,

"Zhou Weiwei went back alone? Isn't she going to go home with you?"

"You said a little too much." Yan Yuan's cold face was calm, his voice was cold, and he was chilling.

Lao Qi didn't understand why Yan Yuan was angry, but looking at the gift box in his hand, he understood a little. Maybe it was Dr. Mu who he met tonight?

Mu Qingge didn't know how to get home, but he was in a daze. He never waited for Yan Yuan's call.

It was not until she woke up in the morning that she realized she was sick. She had a headache and fever. After measuring the temperature, she did have a low fever.

Mu Qingge took two antipyretics, drank a few glasses of water, felt a little more awake, and walked straight towards the hospital.

When I was patrolling the room in the morning, Mu Qingge felt that her head was heavy and she was confused. She sat on the bench and supported her head.

"Xiao Mu, are you okay?" Wen Xu's voice came from above her head.

Mu Qingge looked up at Wen Xu, whose face was a little blurred.

"I seem to have a low fever."

"I'll take you to register for a while, your face is very bad."

"No need, I'll go to the office to rest for a while and take antipyretics in the morning."

"Then I'll help you to the office. You can ask for leave and hand over the matter. Then go back and have a good sleep. You are not suitable for being in the hospital now. If you misdiagnose or infect other patients later, it will be troublesome."

Mu Qingge held her head, but she felt a little bitter in her heart. If Wen Xu had said this before, she would not have felt so strongly, but now when talking about the wrong diagnosis, she felt her scalp was densely tight.

"Well, I understand. I happen to be resting tomorrow, and I won't come to the hospital these two days." Mu Qingge pursed his lips and smiled.

Mu Qingge did not go home directly. Looking around, she had nowhere to go.

There are traces of Yan Yuan everywhere in her dormitory. She doesn't want to cause trouble.

Sitting in the bus, she had no intention of getting off, and lay in her seat. The bus took her through the entire city. Only then did she realize that she had not seen the city well after staying in City A for so long.

The phone rang, and Mu Qingge saw that it was Yan Yuan's call, and instantly her tears flowed down uncontrollably. She wanted to hear Yan Yuan's voice, but she missed him. But she retreated again. The courage she had finally accumulated finally collapsed after seeing him find Zhou Weiwei.

Yan Yuan looked at the hanging-up phone number and thought Mu Qingge was busy at first. At five o'clock, his car was parked at the hospital door. He waited until seven o'clock, but he still didn't see Mu Qingge coming out. When the phone called again, the phone was turned off.

Yan Yuan's eyebrows suddenly tightened, and his eyebrows were squeezed together. Did he see her last night? Did this little woman pick him up at the airport last night?

"Check it out for me, where is Mu Qingge now?"

If Zhou Weiwei's departure back then had a shadow on him, then he installed a positioning on Mu Qingge's mobile phone and was also guarding against him.

Soon, a map was sent on Yan Yuan’s mobile phone screen, and the red dots on it moved quickly.

"Awen, go to Times Square."

Mu Qingge fell asleep while crying. After waking up, he found that the outside of the car was already dark. He turned on his phone and found that it was powered off automatically.

There were many passengers in the bus compartment. It was the peak hours of get off work, and the space was a little crowded and stuffy. She shook her head and found that she no longer had a fever.

Instead, she became hungry and screamed. When she heard the bus stop, the next stop at Times Square came. Looking at the neon lights outside the window, she felt that she could go down to eat.

There were many people gathered at the entrance of Times Square, in groups, and it was very lively. There were couples holding hands, smiling at each other and discussing as if they were talking about some happy topics.

Mu Qingge walked directly to the second floor. There were many places to eat on the second floor, and there were all kinds of restaurants.

Mu Qingge found a hot pot restaurant, and many people eat hot pot in winter. This hot pot restaurant is mainly known for spicy food. There are long queues at the door, talking and laughing to discuss what to eat for a while.

Mu Qingge took the number and found a sofa and sat down. He looked at the people coming and going.

Mu Qingge felt that she was quite a failure. Over the years, she had no friend who could have dinner or heart-to-heart talks with her.

"Are you deliberately hiding from me?"
Chapter completed!