Chu Qiao stood outside almost all night. It was not until the sky turned white that she realized that she had been standing outside the villa all night. A wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she shook her head again, and walked into the villa.
In the empty villa, she slowly walked up the stairs and returned to her small room.
Chu Qiao changed her clothes and washed herself carefully. Then she went to the kitchen and cooked some glutinous white porridge. Sister Wan was not at home, and Meng Yanchen and Miss Xu would not have breakfast, so her
The porridge was made for them. But she herself had no appetite and couldn't eat it.
When it was almost seven o'clock, Chu Qiao picked up her bag and walked out of the villa.
To this day, she can't forget the way Meng Yanchen pushed her away and took Xu Anran into her arms. She could clearly see his gentleness, his nervousness, and his concern. But he never stopped.
I never took a closer look at myself, not even a single glance.
She obviously knew that the person he loved most was Xu Anran, and she knew that he only regarded her as his bed partner, but in this emotional game, she had already accepted the truth and lost her heart to it.
Whoever falls in love first is the loser.
Whoever loves more is the loser.
Unfortunately, Chu Qiao falls into both categories.
Chu Qiao caught up with the early morning minibus and rushed to the company. Her head was a little dizzy, and her head seemed to be blocked by something. If, at this time, Chu Qiao had a mirror in her hand and looked at it, she would
You will find that your face is extremely white and your lips are covered with bite marks from your teeth.
Sitting on her office chair, Zheng Jiajia was shocked when she saw Chu Qiao's appearance when she went to work: "Chu Qiao, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"
Chu Qiao raised a wry smile and shook her head: "It's okay, I'm okay, I just didn't sleep well last night!" In fact, her head hurt as if it was split, and her cheeks were no longer pale, but still had that sickly flushed look.
Hong. But she doesn’t want Jiajia, who cares about her, to worry. She has to attend the rehearsal of the press conference today. If she says she is uncomfortable, it will only drag others down. She is already grateful and contented to be able to do this job, so
Even if she really felt uncomfortable, she had to endure it.
Zheng Jiajia asked back: "Chu Qiao, how do you look like you're fine when you're like this? If you're uncomfortable, don't hold on! Do you want me to accompany you to the doctor?"
"It's okay! It's really okay!" Chu Qiao deliberately straightened her back and opened her eyes wide to make herself look more energetic: "Jiajia, I know. You have a lot to do in today's rehearsal! Don't be here
Talking to me is a waste of time! Otherwise, if you don't do it right later, Manager Huang will be aggressive again!"
"But..." Zheng Jiajia hesitated, a little worried.
"But what! Go quickly!" Chu Qiao said with a smile, reaching out and pushing Zheng Jiajia, signaling her to hurry up.
Zheng Jiajia had no choice but to give up and go to work on the rehearsal.
Chu Qiao sat in her seat, took a few painkillers from her drawer, drank some water, and drank it. The medicine was very effective, and not long after drinking it, her head seemed to stop hurting.
So awesome...
She still has a lot of things to do, and she can't mess up today's rehearsal.
As for Meng Yanchen and Xu Anran, they should have explained their misunderstandings clearly... Think about it, the kiss in the ward was not just for Xu Anran. And the words about girlfriend were just for anger.
Just words. This is a way for rich people to lose their temper, but she, a passerby, was inadvertently involved in this inexplicable emotional entanglement.