She raised her gorgeous face and sniffed her red nose:
"There was a reason why I ran away like that three years ago."
Zhao Menglou raised his eyebrows: "The reason?"
"My father is ill, very ill. He was waiting to see me for the last time. That's why I ran away without saying hello. After I went back, I stayed by my father's side until he passed away... There was no
I have other things on my mind." She is so big
The tears fell down, and after a while, the eyelids turned pink and swollen slightly, adding a bit of endearing vulnerability, "To be honest, until now, I haven't gotten over the shadow of my father's death... Can you
Do you understand how I feel, little wolfdog?"
She wasn't pretending to cry.
I really cried.
My hand was so heavy that my flesh was almost broken, it was really painful!
Zhao Menglou grabbed her wrist and pulled her in front of him. His breathing became heavier and he whispered: "Little poor child. I feel so sorry for you."
Jiang Qiaoyue quietly shrank in front of him, only responsible for crying, and Lihua brought the rain:
"...So don't blame me. I ran away without saying hello. I'm sorry for you. But...I had no choice but to do it, little wolfdog, please forgive my sister."
As she choked, she could feel his breathing becoming slightly excited, probably because he was moved by her.
He tightened his grip on her wrist little by little, pulled her closer, held her in his arms, and gently touched her hair with his palms.
Jiang Qiaoyue lay in his arms, feeling even more relieved. It seemed that this guy believed in her.
But I heard him say:
"My sister's acting skills are still a little bit behind."
Jiang Qiaoyue's heart almost jumped out of her chest and she broke out of his arms!
Staring at him directly, but still saying:
"...What did you say? Do you think I'm lying to you?"
Zhao Menglou looked at her, with a cold expression on his lips:
"I've already found you, do you think I didn't investigate your family background? Your father passed away when you were very young. You grew up with your mother. Your mother gave birth to the Qiao family in Tancheng, and also
It was Su Mi's adoptive mother's family who worked as a nanny to raise you. Later, your mother also passed away. You were familiar with the Qiao family, so you simply went to Su Mi's place and managed the cafe for her. In the end, you even
Su Mi co-founded Weiyang Private Detective Agency together and became partners."
He said, sarcastically:
"Although you have had several relationships, they were all short-lived and ended hastily. You have always been a loner with no hair around you. Which father are you going to die for?"
Jiang Qiaoyue's pretty face turned red.
Zhao Menglou shook his head jokingly: "For your story, out of 100 points, I would give it 30 points at most. However, I can give it 80 points for tears. Just don't pinch yourself anymore. If you pinch yourself badly, I will feel bad."
When he didn't notice she was pinching him?
Jiang Qiaoyue's face turned even redder...
Feeling distressed? Why don’t I hurt you to death!?
Zhao Menglou glanced at the dinner on the cabinet: "Can we eat it now?"
She wiped away her tears, sat down angrily, picked up the goat's milk, and glanced at him unyieldingly:
"You won't be drugged again, right?"
Zhao Menglou leaned forward and placed his arms on both sides of her:
"It was impossible before. It can't be done now."
Everyone is here with him.
What other medicine should be given? It’s unnecessary.
Jiang Qiaoyue raised her hand, pushed him away gently, drank two mouthfuls of milk, ate a few more mouthfuls of rice noodles, and put down her chopsticks.
Zhao Menglou folded his arms and leaned against the wall, watching her eating as if admiring a painting. When he saw her stop, he raised his eyebrows:
"Don't want to eat?"
"I'm full."
"You feel full after eating so little?"
Jiang Qiaoyue cried for a while, and she still felt angry after being exposed by him: "As you get older, your metabolism slows down, and you will easily gain weight if you eat too much."
Zhao Menglou's smile spread, but he also knew that she was sulking in her heart.
Anyone who is suddenly locked up in a strange place and not allowed to leave will be angry.
He walked over, bent down, put his arm around her slender waist, and led her to stand up: "I'll take you outside for a walk, eat something, and take a walk."
Jiang Qiaoyue was hugged by his waist and walked out of the room with her anklet clanking.
After going downstairs, she arrived at the courtyard she passed by when she came in just now.
"How about it? I bought this place just for you. Do you like it?" Zhao Menglou held her waist and introduced various flowers planted in the yard while walking.
Bought for herself? She laughed.
Is this Jingzhou young master really addicted to infatuated fantasies and unable to extricate himself?
The two spent less than half a month together in a foreign land.
For two years, I have been thinking about myself, so I just lured myself here and built a big villa for myself?
She didn't believe it.
I am afraid I have said this to no less than ten women.
The day before yesterday, Su Mi also mentioned Zhao Menglou's style to her on WeChat.
The suave young master of the Zhao family is also a young and promising well-known lawyer. Since college, he has been surrounded by countless women and has become a frequent visitor to the entertainment scene.
She didn't expose him, and she wasn't in the mood to admire his yard. She replied like a zombie: "It's pretty good."
Zhao Menglou saw that she was saying "very good" and didn't even look at the flowers and plants in the yard, so he said:
"After doing this for a long time, you still want to leave."
Jiang Qiaoyue resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Isn't this nonsense? Who wouldn't want to leave?
Zhao Menglou looked at her reaction, his eyes tightened, and then he became sad, let go of her, and clenched his fists inch by inch:
"Do you really have no nostalgia for me at all?"
Now that it has reached this point, Jiang Qiaoyue is too lazy to argue with him. Frankly speaking:
"Zhao Menglou, I told you two years ago that that night was purely an accident. I can apologize to you! You can even sue me for raping you. Other than that,
We really have nothing.”
"Don't feel anything at all?" Zhao Menglou still has a glimmer of hope.