But, is this really good? Losing both sides and being injured is really what he wants. He looked at the window and let the wind outside blow on him. It was cold, it was really cold.
Tuo, so are you.
But Su Zhetuo just pursed the corners of his lips tightly, and all the muscles in his body seemed to be tense. Suddenly, he showed a sneer.
He will not make it easy for them. His wife will only be his wife, and no one can get it.
The car stopped, and there was that dilapidated house again, and the house where he had lived for nearly a month was still empty. There was no reason to approach Xiang Qinglan, so there was no point in sitting in the house. This place had been demolished.
But, it was covered up by him again.
Turning his head, the door of the house where Qinglan lived was kept tightly closed, and there was an extremely handsome man standing at the door. The man had black hair and black eyes, and the sunlight fell lightly on his body.
It seemed to bring a kind of warmth. He smiled lazily and almost stretched himself.
"You are here." Fred saw them approaching, and he seemed not surprised at all. There was an evil smile on his lips, and he leaned against the door frame casually. The boss was really smart, knowing that this man was coming,
Sure enough, as expected by the boss, such predictable behavior was already lost to them.
"I'm here to pick up my wife," Su Zhetuo stood in front of Fred, looking at this man who looked casual but was actually extremely shrewd at heart.
Fred rolled his eyes. This opening line was really too direct, with no creativity at all. It was really boring. If you have time, why not watch more TV? You might even find some new lines.
"Mr. Su, there is no wife for you here. If you are looking for a wife, it shouldn't be here." Fred said easily, he turned his head, and a ray of sunshine happened to fall on his shoulders.
When a beautiful golden butterfly stops, he is obviously the gentlest man, but it always makes people think of a distance. A distance that cannot be approached.
"I'm looking for Qinglan," Su Zhetuo was not angry. If he couldn't keep calm at this time, then he wouldn't be Su Zhetuo and wouldn't have developed the Su family so much. Arthur is a
A successful man, and so is he.
"Oh, are you looking for Miss Xiang? My wife." This time it was more direct, but Fred obviously didn't buy his fault. He was always bold, and he didn't care whether he belonged to Su Zhetuo or Su Duantuo. There was no boss.
Order, sorry, he wants to come in, but there is no door for him to come in.
"But, I just won't let you in, what should I do?" He smiled heartlessly, obviously not putting Su Zhetuo in his eyes. There were always many people who could put him in his eyes, but, unfortunately,
The person in front of him was obviously not the kind of person he valued.
They are all famous for protecting their shortcomings, but he found out what he did to his boss, and his boss didn't care. I'm sorry, but Fred has always been a grudge.
"Get out of the way," Su Zhetuo's breath became colder again, and Yu Wenchen stepped forward and took his arm. It was best not to start a fight here.
This Fred is obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp.
"Mr. Fred, we just want to see Qinglan. After all, we are all worried about her. No matter what her previous status was, we have the right to visit her, don't we?"
Yu Wenchen said it very sincerely. The old fox versus the smiling tiger, I don’t know who is more powerful.
But Fred just smiled and didn't even say a word. With him like this, not to mention Su Zhetuo, even Yu Wenchen felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if a kitten was grabbing him non-stop.
"Let them in," an unclear voice came from inside the door. Fred turned sideways and finally waited until the boss spoke. They could go in, but they were responsible for the consequences. Their boss would never be so kind. He
My heart is cold.
Opening the door, Su Zhetuo walked in with a serious look on his face. The two hands he placed by his side were tightly held together. Xiang Qinglan sat on the only sofa, while Arthur was standing aside.
Yin Sa was holding a necklace in her hand. As she stared at it, the string of English symbols on the necklace was particularly bright. It seemed to hurt everyone's eyes.
This can be used in this way. Fred really has no words this time. Their boss can also think of it. It is really enough.
"What are they doing?" Yu Wenchen looked at them strangely, while Xiang Qinglan just stared blankly at the necklace in Yin Sa's hand, and the focus in his eyes seemed to begin to break.
"Lan Lan," Su Zhezhe wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Arthur. "You'd better not speak now, because if you speak out, she will lose her voice for the rest of her life." His warning voice was very serious.
Heavy.
Su Zhetuo's body suddenly stiffened at the sound of her voice. He pursed his lips tightly, and the elongated corners of his lips were particularly stiff.
The necklace in Yin Sa's hand stopped like this. He looked at Xiang Qinglan with confused eyes, "What's your name? Tell me." He asked, and Xiang Qinglan's lips opened slightly.
, and still no sound came.
"What's your name?" He asked again. Xiang Qinglan, who had been silent for a long time, seemed to be still struggling with something?
"Xiang Qinglan, what are you afraid of?" Yin Sa changed her words again. He stared firmly into her eyes, and there was only that necklace in her eyes, and then nothing else.
"They are hypnotizing," Yu Wenchen whispered, but Su Zhetuo nodded stiffly. Her voice, could her voice really come back?
He still didn't know why she lost her voice. He remembered that she always called him husband softly in the past, with a very sweet voice, but he never heard it again.
He clenched his fingers hard, but Xiang Qinglan still didn't speak.
She sat there blankly, unconsciously staring at the necklace in Yin Sa's hand.
"Who are you?" He asked again, Xiang Qinglan's lips moved slightly, but there was still no sound despite the struggle.
Arthur stood beside her and could only look at her helplessly. There were some things that only she could solve and bear.
"Who are you?" Yin Sa said again, and her voice slowly softened.