Fifteen minutes later, Lao Chen saw Su Xiaoxiao walking out of the building alone, not as impulsive as before, but more stubborn.
This made Old Chen breathe a sigh of relief.
Opening the car door, he walked up to her and said, "Miss Su, let's go back."
Xiaoxiao shook her head and said, "Lao Chen, I want to be alone. You go back first. Don't worry, I'm fine."
Without waiting for Lao Chen to answer, she walked towards the main road.
Standing on the side of the road, she still couldn't find her direction.
But this time, she must live for her parents.
It is better for one person to suffer than for three people to suffer.
Thinking of this, she took a deep breath and walked towards the hotel.
She didn't take a taxi or take the subway, so she walked for three hours.
Along the way, she thought of her parents, Wei Ya, Li Ruiyang, Chen Xi...and Han Murphy.
Although every time she thought of Han Murphy, she would shake her head hard to force herself not to think about him.
It's a pity that there are too many things that remind her of him and remind her of him constantly.
It turns out that hate is really deeper than love.
If not, why does she always think of Han Murphy?
By the time she returned to the hotel, her legs were already numb from exhaustion, but her spirit was still high.
Although it was already 11 o'clock in the evening, and although she had not eaten anything all day, she was still not hungry, tired or sleepy.
It turns out that pain can not only drive people to death, but also drive them crazy.
Pushing open the door, a burst of crisp applause broke the tranquility of the night: "Su Xiaoxiao, you really surprised me. I didn't expect you to be able to hold on."
Han Murphy, this man who looked like a devil, stood up from the sofa and walked towards her step by step.
After changing into his formal clothes, he is young, handsome, and fashionable. He is completely the most fashionable evil handsome man at the moment.
She remembered that the first time she saw him dressed like this, her heart skipped a beat.
Today, although they were already familiar with each other, the temptation still made her heart beat wildly.
However, this temptation is fatal, like a glass of poisoned wine.
Han Murphy stopped in front of her, looked at her and said, "Since you are back, let's get to work."
As soon as he finished speaking, regardless of whether she agreed or not, he stretched out his hand and pressed her against the wall.
She was completely annoyed by Han Murphy's unreasonable and domineering behavior, lowered her head and bit his arm fiercely.
What surprised her was that he didn't flinch, but directly raised his arms, hugged her, and kissed her.