Chapter 909: Song Yirou: What kind of person can influence you?
At that time, Qiao Yufeng said with a stubborn face that he should be the one Xiaorou wants to marry.
But what about fifteen years later?
The two of them were together, and Han Xiaorou suddenly started laughing.
The absurdity and inconceivability that she felt before still bother her now.
I really feel that God is playing such a big joke on her.[
Yes, the three of them grew up together. Should she understand that it is normal for the two of them to get along well?
He sighed deeply and rode back to Dream Garden.
The old housekeeper immediately handed over her mobile phone.
She frowned and wanted to hide herself a little upset. She really didn't expect that when she saw Qiao Yufeng again, her reaction would still be so big.
The main thing is that when she sees him, she will think of how stupid she was back then.
I got off my horse and looked at the missed calls on my phone. There were three encores, two strangers, and the rest were all Guan Chengge.
She remembered that maybe there was something urgently needed in his bag.
"Have you found Master Guan's bag?" he asked, walking towards the living room.
She needed to take a bath now, she needed to forget the anger that damn Qiao Yufeng had brought to her.
"Miss, it has been placed in the living room. Master Guan also called Mengyuan. His voice was very anxious and asked you to call him back as soon as you come back."
The housekeeper followed behind her and said.
Han Xiaorou glanced at the black bag on the sofa, said nothing, turned around and walked upstairs.
When she came down again, she was already wearing a short red leather skirt, a pair of long boots, her hair down, and a pair of oversized sunglasses.
He originally planned to have someone send it to him.
But when I was taking a shower, I was still feeling depressed. I had a glass of wine, so let’s go have a drink.
She picked up his bag, which was a bit heavy.
After frowning, his phone called.
"Why don't you call me back? What kind of person can influence you so deeply?"
As soon as the call was connected, there was his unhappy questioning voice.[
Han Xiaorou walked out and said, "I was planning to get back to you, but we won't talk anymore. I'll go find you."
After that, he hung up the phone and drove the same red Ferrari.