Xi Mingyue didn't take it to heart.

The snow had not been cleared outside the show venue. Duan Hanshuang was wearing pink rice trousers and a cloisonné windbreaker to outline her slender figure. Her hair was pulled up into a bun by a hairpin. She wore gold-rimmed glasses and the hair hanging down from her ears, looking careless.

With laziness.

She knelt down and grabbed a handful of snow in her hand. The emotions in her eyes were unwavering and extremely deep.

Feeling the biting cold, it turned into water and flowed out between my fingers and dripped on the snow.

There was the sound of feet stepping into the snow behind him, and he stopped not far away.

Duan Hanshuang looked at his red hands that were frozen and said: "I hold this snow in my hand. The more enthusiastic I am, the faster it disappears. Once I touch it, it will disappear. Human body temperature is hot.

Even if my hand is frozen, the ending between me and it is destined from the beginning."

"Are you blaming me?" came the indifferent and slightly mocking words from behind.

She let go of Xue and looked at her red palms, "I do think so, but if you don't care about anything, how can you blame someone who is not important?"

The man sneered in a low voice, and the words he spoke were as cold as the snow: "I think so, I see you are living quite comfortably."

Duan Hanshuang remained silent.

When the men walked up to her, they were all wearing coats in Chinese-style colors. They were particularly harmonious in the forest and had a great sense of atmosphere.

He glanced at her sideways and said, "Who is that man? Do I know him? I'm curious as to who can convince you to get married and have children..."

Give birth?

Duan Hanshuang frowned, "It has nothing to do with you."

"The kid looks about three or four years old, right? You move pretty fast."

She couldn't listen anymore and said, "I'll excuse you now."

The place of right and wrong cannot be stayed for a long time.

The man's long eyebrows were slightly raised, and a trace of violence flashed in his eyes. Huo turned around and took a few quick steps over, wrapping his arms around her and holding her shoulders firmly.

"Let go! This is a fashion show, please let go, Mr. Bo."

The man bit his back molars forbearingly and asked, "Is that child mine?"

Duan Hanshuang sneered coldly: "You are thinking too much."

The man nodded, said "Oh" softly, and sneered: "So you can seamlessly connect after me?"

"Doctor Duan, Doctor Duan, you are very capable. I have always been obsessed with you, but in the end you even have a child?"

Is this woman really heartless? I didn't even ask her to get married, but now my children can call me daddy?

She couldn't bear it anymore and raised her head to glare at him coldly, "Bo Yunxiu! Can you stop being so unreasonable?"

"Am I being unreasonable? I am so unreasonable that I kidnapped you back eight hundred years ago! How can you still live happily outside now? You told me that you didn't want to get married, why did you—"

"Beibei is not my child." In desperation, Duan Hanshuang didn't want to hide it anymore, "I'm not married, that's my Mingyue's child."

I thought that if he thought he had a child, he would stop arguing, but now it seems that he has let it go.

The man was stunned, a shocked and complicated look flashed across his eyes, and his violent and angry look was also cracked.

Duan Hanshuang broke away in disgust and walked away with a grimace on his face.

Before she had taken two steps, the man came after her again. This time, he didn't stand still and just dragged her away.

His strides were so long that Duan Hanshuang couldn't keep up with him and had to trot.

"Bo Yunxiu, that's enough... stop, my friend is still over there, stop... I told you not to--"

He stopped without warning and pressed her against the tree without any warning. His back suffered a violent impact. Duan Hanshuang frowned slightly, followed by his kiss.

A wanton attack on the city, with no rules at all, and no trace of pity in the violence. The faint ocean fragrance invisibly invaded her brain, and her heart also touched it, and she trembled.

The man's tall figure completely covered her, and his strong arms restrained her, making it impossible for Duan Hanshuang to even escape.

The long-suppressed sense of humiliation broke out, and she bit him hard. The strong smell of blood lingered on each other.

His breaths spread out.

Not only did the man not let go, he also took revenge, retaliating with tooth without mercy, and then let go.

Duan Hanshuang wiped the bleeding wound on his lower lip with his hand and sneered: "That's all you know how to do."

"Follow me." The man stared at her sinisterly, his dark eyes filled with danger, as if telling her that she didn't agree to give it a try.

Duan Hanshuang's eyes were firm, and his voice was loud and clear, "Dream!"

"Okay, then I will notify you that you must leave!"

He grabbed her waist, put her on his shoulders with force, and walked further and further away from the show with steady steps.

Duan Hanshuang almost vomited due to such a dizzying move, and even dropped his glasses. He still kept struggling: "Bo Yunxiu, I'm done with you a long time ago, what's the point of taking me away now!"

"I didn't want to take you away originally, but after thinking about it, I still can't reconcile myself to it. You can only be my woman in this life."

When he saw her showing up with the boy, his heart was extremely complicated. Later, he was not watching the show at all, and his whole heart was far away.

It was all because of her, the breakup five years ago.

They fell in love for four years, and in the five years they were separated, and the whole nine years, he never forgot the time he spent studying in China and the girl he met.

"I don't want to tangle with you, please put me down, my friend is looking for me now!"

"Don't struggle needlessly."

"If you take one step further, I will call the police. Mr. Bo probably doesn't want to become a human trafficking criminal, right?" She took out her phone and held it in her hand, threatening her coldly.

The man didn't even stop and said with a sarcastic smile: "You can report it and see if they dare to take someone from me."

Duan Hanshuang was slightly stunned. She realized that Bo Yunxiu was the former Director-General of Customs and still had the right to speak in this regard.

If the hard one doesn't work, then use the soft one.

"Then let me down first. I want to tell my friend, otherwise she will worry about me."

"That's fine." The man walked a short distance and put her down, panting slightly: "Have you eaten a lot in the past few years? It's so heavy..."

Duan Hanshuang rolled his eyes subconsciously, "If you can't speak, just donate your mouth to others."

The characters on the screen were too small, and she couldn't see them clearly without glasses.

Bo Yunxiu said quietly: "You might as well just pluck out your eyes and stick them on the screen!"

His words were nothing but cruel and sarcastic, and showed no mercy at all.

I don’t care about Duan Hanshuang, it’s all expected.

After proposing, no one would let the other person go. I just didn't expect that five years later, this man would still hold such a grudge.

"How near-sighted are you?" He could see from such a distance, and this woman was still looking for software and contacts based on her senses.

He found it quickly and sent a voice message. A dark light flashed in his eyes and he pretended to speak casually.

"Mingyue, a friend of mine here suddenly came to see me for something, and he won't be with you anymore. You and Beibei should go back first when it's over. Pay attention to safety on the way, and remember to give it to me when you get home..."

She glanced at the man quietly, and he seemed to have a sideways face.

Secretly he clenched his hands, gritted his teeth, and ran away.

There was so much white in front of her eyes that she couldn't tell the direction, so she kept rushing forward avoiding the trees.

Bo Yunxiu reacted quickly. She didn't even run a few meters before she was dragged back by the collar.

He had a gloomy look on his face, "Do you think I will still believe you?"

He snatched her cell phone away, withdrew the message just now, turned it off, threw it into the snow, and violently grabbed her wrist and left.

A pair of figures quickly disappeared into the forest, and the pale golden sunlight sprinkled generously on the earth. Nothing seemed to have happened in the quiet forest.

"Mom, Aunt Duan hasn't been back for a long time, shall we go find her?" Beibei blinked her big eyes. This fashion show was too boring. It was a bit interesting at first, but then the clothes were mostly similar and nothing new.

.

He doesn't want to continue

I continued to stay and found an excuse to ask my mother to leave.

Xi Mingyue also came to her senses. Neither of the two people beside her came back. Although she didn't know him, Xi Mingyue had remembered the man's face in her heart. She seemed to have seen him somewhere.

"It's weird..." she murmured in a low voice.

He didn't answer his phone calls, didn't reply to his messages, and even the secret guards outside looked around and couldn't find anyone.

"Did you see which direction Aunt Duan went before she left?"

Beibei was short and didn't see it and shook his head.

"Madam, I've been searching around for Ahai, and this is the only thing I've found." He handed over the phone.

Xi Mingyue felt panicked and said in a deep voice: "Where did you find it? Take me there!"

She carefully observed the snow, her steps were messy, and there seemed to be traces of an argument.

"Does anyone want to kidnap Aunt Duan?" Beibei said what she was thinking.
To be continued...