Xiang Qinglan held the information in her arms, her eyes half lowered, always feeling very lack of energy, until she stood in front of a five-star hotel, she looked up and saw almost countless floors.
It's so high. It makes her neck sore.
She turned around and looked inside. The people coming in and out were either in straight suits or were unusually distinguished. She looked at the white washed clothes on her body and pursed her lips.
This is where he entered last time. Could it be that he also lives here?
Holding the information in her arms tightly, she bit her lip until it hurt, and then slowly walked in. This place was indeed very big. It always felt like entering a palace, although she had never seen it before.
The palace, however, seemed to be the place. Lowering her head, it seemed that everyone was looking at her, either because of her shabby status or because this was not the place she should have come from.
"Miss, we don't deal with these things here. If you are looking for a job, it's best to go to the Human Resources Department. It's just on the road in front of you and then turn right. "
A woman in a business suit saw Xiang Qinglan as soon as she walked in. She just smiled mechanically, but the smile only stayed at the corners of her mouth, and there was an obvious indifference and indifference in her eyes.
Satire.
Xiang Qinglan opened her lips, but in the end, he could only look at her like this, a little helpless and a little embarrassed.
"Miss, please leave first. We don't welcome disheveled people here," she raised her eyebrows and stared at the woman in front of her with some displeasure. She didn't know how many years she had worn this outfit, although she was tall.
It's not bad, but she doesn't know what a rich person is at first sight. They are in a five-star hotel, and one day's accommodation fee is probably enough for her to live for a year.
Only a ghost would believe that she came to live here.
Being a waiter might be the same thing.
Xiang Qinglan lowered her head and looked at her clothes. They were disheveled. She wasn't. Her clothes had just been washed. Although they were a little older, they were not as serious as she said. Su Zhetuo said
She bought a lot of clothes, but out of habit, she still wore these. She admitted that she was stubborn and was asking for trouble, but she was really afraid. She owed too much and she couldn't pay it back.
I can't even afford it.
"Miss, please leave as soon as possible. Obviously this person is a little impatient. You can't pretend to be mute here, because we are not a charity here." Her voice became darker again. If she continued to stay
If she doesn't leave here, she will ask security to take her out later. Nothing good will happen in the morning, and this woman's mood for the whole day will probably be ruined.
Xiang Qinglan pursed her lips, but it was because of her mute words that a hurt look slipped through her eyes. She turned around and walked outside. However, when she just walked to the door, a series of extremely fast
The sound of footsteps rang in her ears. She turned her head and saw Arthur walking towards her in a hurry.
Her eyes kept looking at him.
Qing, is that you? She let go of the information she was holding, as if she wanted to give him her hand. She felt a cold wind blowing in front of her face, and the information in her hand fell to the ground page by page.
, and she just looked at the white paper on the ground absentmindedly.
And that person had already walked past her quickly without even taking a glance at her.
Sniffing, she knelt down and picked up the materials on the ground one by one. After only picking up a chapter, she suddenly stood up and ran outside.
Want to catch up with him, catch up with the man who passed her by even if they met, Qing, didn't we say we will never be separated?
Didn't you say that as long as you go to Qinglan's home, you will find their home even if you get lost?
Arthur walked very quickly, not knowing what he was thinking of, so his expression was always heavy along the way. Fred and Yin Sa were not by his side, not even Wang Xiaolan.
And he even noticed that there was a woman behind him who was following him reluctantly.
Until he came to a place under a streetlight, at that time, he remembered that he woke up here. If he remembered correctly, it should be here.
He looked around, and there was that small pain in his forehead again, as painful as being pricked by countless needles. He held his head and still couldn't think of it. He thought he could find some memories from the past here.
However, it seemed that there was nothing and nothing as he imagined.
He leaned on the railing on the side, his hand always on his forehead. He had never seen such unhidden pain in front of others.
Until his clothes were pulled by someone, he raised his eyes and seemed to see a pair of familiar eyes. Why was it her? That kind of familiarity was regarded by him as the familiarity after meeting each other. He pursed his lips.
, reached into his underwear pocket and took out his wallet from inside.
Several large bills were pulled out directly from inside.
"Is this enough? If enough, stay away from me," his voice of endurance has reached the extreme. Although he is cold-blooded and ruthless, he is a devil in everyone's mouth. He is for his own interests and can trample everyone underground.
A devil, but he never beats a woman.
Especially a woman he could probably crush to death with just one hand.
Xiang Qinglan let go of her hand and stared at the stack of banknotes in his pocket. She felt a terrible pain in her chest. She shook her head and shook her head hard, but there was no sound from her open lips.
"What do you want? Don't follow me anymore. I'm not a good person. I will kill you." His voice suddenly turned cold, his green eyes turned into ice, and his voice also dropped to freezing point.
, He is not joking, he will not hit women, but it does not mean that he will not kill women.
Xiang Qinglan loosened her fingers, and the stack of banknotes in Arthur's hand seemed to be mocking her. Her eyes were hot, and some uncomfortable sourness filled her eyes. She put her hand on her
It's enough to have this on his chest. If he saw this, he would think of her. But his eyes suddenly opened and there was nothing on his chest. How could it be possible? How could it be possible?
She lowered her head and looked at her chest, but there was nothing.
But Arthur just pursed his thin lips. Sure enough, Wang Xiaolan was right, this woman is a fool. He stood up straight and walked directly past her, and a gust of wind raised Xiang Qinglan's face.
hair, but he didn't notice the despair on her face, which might make him feel distressed.