Chapter 150 The Men Get Angry and Angry Very Seriously
Chapter 150 The men were angry, very serious. This meeting made Mo Mi feel that it was unprecedentedly long. When the meeting ended and everyone present dispersed, he stopped Li Xuanhao with a cold face, "Mr. Li
, please wait."
Why did he call himself alone?
Li Xuanhao was a little confused, "Mr. Mo, what's the matter?"
Mo Miyin sneered, walked up to him slowly, and looked at the pure white scarf around his neck with inscrutable eyes, "It's nothing, I just want to ask you about the scarf you are wearing today.
How did it come about?"
"It was given by a woman who is very special to me." Li Xuanhao thought about it for a moment and told him honestly with a smile.
"A woman who is very special to you?" Mo Mi narrowed her eyes slightly, "Who is this woman...?"
"Mr. Mo, I don't think it's necessary for me to tell you who she is, right?" Li Xuanhao felt baffled and a little funny by his inquiring, "Haha, this is my mother-in-law. If there is nothing else,
Sorry to excuse you." After saying this gracefully, he turned around and walked out gracefully.
"Stop." Seeing that he was about to leave, Mo Mi's voice suddenly rose several times, and her evil handsome face was tense and extremely cold, "You must tell me today that I will give you this gift."
Who is the woman wearing the scarf? Otherwise, you would never walk out of this door."
Hearing these threatening words, Li Xuanhao felt that he was incomprehensible and even unreasonable. He stopped, looked back at him with a sad look, and then continued walking out.
"Is that woman Xia Cao?" When he was about to reach the door, Mo Mi looked at his back and asked coldly and angrily with burning eyes.
How could he guess Xia Cao?
Hearing this, Li Xuanhao was shocked and confused. He stopped and turned quickly to look at him, "Mr. Mo, how could you guess it was her?"
Mo Mibie smiled meaningfully, "How did I guess it was her? You have to think about it yourself."
Seeing his smile, Li Xuanhao always felt a little uncomfortable. After thinking about it, he smiled lightly and said: "Mr. Mo, she is an employee of your company. It's not surprising that you know that she gave me this scarf."
.”
"Really?" Mo Mi smiled even more meaningfully. She walked towards him with her hands in her pockets and skillfully blocked the door. "Do you think I would spend my energy to remember the name of a clerk who works in the Propaganda Department?
?”
"What do you mean?" Li Xuanhao had a very bad feeling.
"The meaning is obvious. She Xia Cao is not only my employee, but also my woman." When she said this, Mo Mi's handsome face bloomed with a touch of pride.
"..." Li Xuanhao was speechless. His heart seemed to be deeply stung by something at that moment. An unspeakable pain lingered in his heart, turbulent.
"My woman, I will never allow anyone to covet her, especially you. From now on, stay away from her." Mo Mi then warned coldly and angrily.
"What if I don't?" After a moment of silence, Li Xuanhao endured the uncomfortable feeling and asked with a smile.
"Haha, if you don't, then you just wait until the Li family's Haoran Group collapses, and you and your family go out to drink the northwest wind." Mo Mi had great confidence, squinting her narrow phoenix eyes and sneering cruelly.
He said, "Let me tell you, if I have the ability to bring your Li family's Haoran Group back to life, I will be even more capable of bringing your Li family's Haoran Group to a complete defeat."
There is a huge disparity in power between them. At this moment, what can Li Xuanhao say?
"..." Li Xuanhao is not an impulsive man. He thought about what he said carefully and looked at his face, which didn't look like he was joking. After all, he held back his anger and said nothing. He sighed secretly, with a handsome face.
He walked around his body lightly, preparing to leave immediately the Platinum Group he was obsessed with.
"Wait a minute." As he walked around her body, Mo Mi called him proudly and coldly.
"What else do you want to say?" Faced with his repeated difficulties, Li Xuanhao became a little impatient no matter how good-tempered he was.
"Take off the scarf for me." In this matter, he insisted to the end, "You, Li Xuanhao, are not qualified to own the scarf Xia Cao knitted by himself."
He was so unreasonable, and Li Xuanhao inevitably felt angry. He turned around, looked at him with hatred in his eyes, and said angrily: "Mr. Mo, your words may not be too powerful, right?"
Mo Mi raised his head, "So what?"
"This scarf was given to me by Xia Cao personally. I will cherish it for the rest of my life and will never take it off." Li Xuanhao stated firmly without hesitation.
"Ha, Li Xuanhao, you really don't have any self-awareness." Mo Mi smiled sarcastically, "I just want to ask you one thing, are you her man?"
"...No." He really wasn't, so he could only answer like this, at least not yet.
"Then take off the scarf for me. I am her man, and only I am qualified to own the scarf she knitted with her own hands."
"Mo Mi, you are simply unreasonable." Li Xuanhao could not stand his aggressiveness. "Even if I am not her man, I am still qualified to have the scarf she gave me. I am not her man, but I can be her friend.
Her brother, her blue-faced confidant."
"Lan Yan Zhiji, fuck you Lan Yan Zhiji." Hearing the word 'Lan Yan Zhiji', Mo Mi suddenly became angry, "Give me the scarf." After saying this in a cold voice, he stretched out his hand to be tough.
to snatch the scarf around his neck.
"Uh, how could there be someone like you?" Li Xuanhao was extremely angry and cursed angrily, while trying his best to protect the scarf and not allowing him to snatch it away.
"Asshole, give me the scarf..." Mo Mi had no intention of letting him leave the conference room door unless she grabbed the scarf around his neck. She pulled the corner of the scarf with a black face and said, "A scarf woven by Xia Cao.
It should be wrapped around my neck."
"Mo Mi, if you continue to act so unreasonably, don't blame me for being rude to you." Sui Mi Lingjue.
"Well, Li Xuanhao, this is what I should say. If you don't want your Haoran Group to go bankrupt, just give me the scarf in a sensible way."
"Mo Mi, I will not give you this scarf."
"My last question is, will you give it or not?" Mo Mi's eyes turned blood red.
"No." Li Xuanhao gritted his teeth and replied firmly, "Uh-huh..." Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he received a heavy punch from Mo Mi on the face, causing him to stumble back a step or two in pain.
Mo Mi immediately stepped forward, grabbed his neck tightly with both hands, and said with fierce eyes: "Li Xuanhao, if you don't give me this scarf today, you will die today."
Li Xuanhao clenched his fists tightly at his sides, preparing to fight back immediately if he struck again, "Uh, Mo Mi, don't think that just because you are the president of Platinum Group, you can do whatever you want and be lawless."
"Hmph, don't think that I dare not kill you. You came back alive this time just because you were lucky. If you anger me again and make me, Han, and Nuo restless, you will definitely die again.
When the time comes, you will never be able to see Xia Cao again alive." In anger and hatred, Mo Mi spoke these words without restraint.
"You, what did you say?" Hearing these words, Li Xuanhao was extremely shocked, and his bright eyes opened wide, "The incident in which I was shot several times and fell into the sea in country x was caused by you and your two
Made by a friend?"
"..." Mo Mi suddenly understood and felt slightly uneasy about what he had said. His handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"What are you talking about?" At this moment, Li Xuanhao was anxious to know the ins and outs of the matter, "Why, do you dare to do it or not? Have you become a coward?"
"Shit, you're just a coward." Of course, Mo Mi was not someone who dared to be someone he didn't want to be. When he asked such a question, he nodded and dared to admit anything, "Yes, I admit, those things,
It was indeed made by me and my two good friends.”
"Why did you do that to me?" The truth of the matter came so suddenly, which made it difficult for Li Xuanhao to accept it. He couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought, "Why did you kill me? What kind of hatred do I have with you?"
It seems that a lot has been said, both what should be said and what should not be said.
Mo Mi knew that there were some things and some people that were useless to talk about. "Huh 7e" snorted coldly, and took advantage of the moment when he wasn't paying attention to tear off the pure white scarf around his neck. "If there is any deep hatred between us, just wait."
Think about it slowly after you recover your memory." After saying that in a cold and contemptuous voice, he opened the door of the conference room, grabbed the scarf and strode away.
At this time, Li Xuanhao's mind was in a mess and he no longer had the energy to snatch back the scarf Xia Cao knitted for him.
"Uh 7e..." He clasped his head in both hands and thought hard, but it backfired. The more he thought about it, the more pain and pain he felt in his head, which was almost unbearable for him, "Why? Why?
Why can’t I remember anything even though I’ve tried so hard? Uh... why are you doing this to me?”
The hard work paid off, and after thinking hard and painfully for half an hour, a name finally flashed into his blank mind...Xia Cao.
"Xia Cao... Xia Cao..." He became excited. Although he still didn't remember what kind of story he had with her, he felt inexplicably stubborn in his heart that he and her must have a warm and romantic relationship.
"Xia Cao...Xia Cao..." While murmuring her name affectionately, he quickly took out his cell phone and dialed her number with great excitement...
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On this day, Xia Cao was very diligent and stayed in her bedroom knitting scarves all day.
When the sunset on the horizon was the most beautiful, casting the most romantic and passionate glow, she finally knitted three men's scarves of different colors.
These three scarves are black, blue and green respectively.
Black represents sexiness, silence, and mystery. She was going to give Jiang Han a black scarf.
Blue represents reason, calmness and tranquility. She is going to give the blue scarf to Ouyang Nuo.
Green represents money, prosperity, youth and vitality, and she is going to give the green scarf to Mo Mi.
After allocating them, with a faint beautiful smile on her face, she lay on the balcony and began to meditate in the beautiful glow... Haha, Han, Mi, Nuo, how can I give you the scarf I knitted by myself?
That would be such a surprise? Well, how about I put the scarf in a gift box and secretly put it on the bed in your respective bedrooms?
Just when she was thinking very seriously with a smile, her mobile phone rang...
'I stood on the roof 7e the light and shadow of dusk 7e I heard 7e the sound of love coming...'
Who would have called? No? Mi? Or Han?
While guessing in a good mood, she took out the mobile phone in her pocket, put it in front of her eyes and saw that it was a number starting with 188. She suddenly felt conflicted in her heart.
She still remembered who this number belonged to. On the day of the first snowfall this winter, the man named Li Xuanhao made many calls to her using a mobile phone with this number.
To answer or not to answer?
The phone kept ringing and making noise.
Her heart was confused, panicked, and unable to make a decision.
Finally, she remembered that she had promised Ouyang Nuo and the others that she would never have anything they were worried about with Li Xuanhao. She also said to them seriously that she was theirs and her whole being was theirs.
After thinking about these things clearly, she smiled with tears at the beautiful sunset on the horizon and silently said sorry. Not only did she refuse to listen to the call, she also set her mind to blacklist Li Xuanhao's phone number.
Did you do the right thing yourself?
She tried her best to smile at the sunset, but there were moments when she couldn't help it, bit her lower lip hard, and shed a sad tear...
Li Xuanhao, Xuanhao, you who have lost your memory should have a new life. If you forget me, you will live a more exciting, happier and happier life.
Li Xuanhao, Xuanhao, from the beginning to now, we have always been destined for each other. We don’t have to force our love anymore. Please, don’t bother me again in the future. I already have three of them. I
I must learn to forget you in order to get closer to happiness.
Xuanhao, I'm sorry, please forgive my selfishness. I just want happiness, I just want to live well with the three of them. Only by forgetting you and our beautiful past can I start a relationship with them.
Together happily, close to the other side of happiness, my happiness is closely related to these three men.
Xuanhao, we can't live in the past anymore. I am no longer the Xia Cao you loved before. Maybe you haven't changed yet, but I have changed. Sometimes, even I don't
I know what kind of woman I am, and I don’t deserve your love.
The tear that flowed down the corner of her eyes gradually disappeared. She decisively sorted out her thoughts, cut off the love thread, turned around, arranged the three knitted scarves, and put them into three gift boxes of different colors. Then with a beautiful smile, she put the three scarves.
The gift boxes were placed on the beds in Ouyang Nuo, Mo Mi and Jiang Han's bedrooms respectively.
After doing all this, she started to cook dinner in the kitchen. After the dinner was ready, she sat on the sofa in the hall like a wife and waited for her three 'husbands' to come back and enjoy dinner with her.
Not long after, Jiang Han came back. When he saw her sitting on the sofa in the hall, he immediately walked over happily and hugged her tightly, "Hehehe, Xia Cao, let me kiss you."
"Oh, no." Faced with his enthusiasm, Xia Cao was neither angry nor laughing. Thinking of the gift she had carefully prepared, she quickly pushed him away from her chest, "Uh Han, you
Go to your bedroom quickly and change clothes."
"What clothes should I change into at this time?" Jiang Han wondered, loosening his hands slightly, lowering his head to look at his fashionable black outfit with satisfaction, and grinned at her, "Haha, Xia Cao, I am wearing this outfit today.
I just wore it today, it’s not dirty at all, there’s no need to change it.”
"But I think the clothes you are wearing smell like sweat." She frowned and thought about it, then immediately pouted and said.
"Oh, really?" Jiang Han was doubtful, looked at her little face, lowered his head and sniffed his armpits, suddenly laughed brightly, and hugged her tightly again, "Hahahaha, Xia Cao
, this is not the smell of sweat, it is obviously my unique masculine smell, hahahaha..."
"..." Xia Cao was speechless.
At this moment, Ouyang Nuo opened the door with his briefcase and walked into the hall. When he saw Jiang Han hugging Xia Cao tightly, his handsome face showed a little displeasure, "Cough 7e
"Coughing, he walked towards them and said loudly: "Han, Xiacao, I'm back."
"Nuo..." Hearing his displeased voice, Xia Cao was startled, and quickly pushed Jiang Han's arms away, turned her head, and looked at him with some embarrassment.
As soon as Ouyang Nuo came back, Xia Cao pushed him away. Jiang Han felt a little disappointed. He sat sideways on the sofa, crossed his legs and said with a slightly pulled face: "Nuo, I'll just come back when I'm back. There's no need."
Report to me and Xia Cao."
Are you reporting to them?
Ouyang Nuodan smiled and said nothing, glanced at Xia Cao, and walked towards the dining room. When he saw the home-cooked dishes on the table, he suddenly felt so warm and cozy in his heart.
"Nuo, are you hungry?" Xia Cao slowly walked over and asked softly with concern.
"..." Ouyang Nuo didn't speak. It seemed that he was still immersed in some kind of happy thoughts.
"If you're hungry, just eat first." She had already walked to him, looked at the dishes on the table, then looked at his perfect profile, and said with a beautiful smile, "Mi is not back yet, I
He Han is not hungry yet, so when Mi comes back, Han and I will eat again."
Hearing this, Ouyang Nuo slowly turned his face with a slight smile on his lips, looking at her little face affectionately for a moment, "Xia Cao, make dinner later, eat it yourself first, don't wait for us."
"But I want to eat with you. If I eat alone first, I won't be used to it." She said this without hesitation. It seemed that living with the three men had become a habit she couldn't get rid of.
Well, if she didn't have the three of them by her side, her world might become messy and even meaningless.
"Haha..." Hearing her words, Ouyang Nuo smiled tenderly, couldn't help but raise his hand, and stroked her increasingly beautiful face bit by bit, like touching a rare piece of jewelry.
Like a treasure, I want to treasure her for the rest of my life.
Jiang Han was always paying attention to their every move. When he saw him stroking Xia Cao's face, he coughed loudly, "Cough 7e" and then stood up, striding towards them with an unhappy look on his face, "Nuo
, you can eat when you want, why are you touching Xiacao's face?"
"Hahaha, Han, why do you speak so sourly?" Hearing this, Ouyang Nuo couldn't help but laugh, put down the hand that was touching Xia Cao's face, and looked at him with his hands in his pockets, "Honestly, you
How much vinegar have you eaten today?"
"Hehehe..." Xia Cao also laughed out loud.
"Uh, why are you laughing?" Hearing their laughter, Jiang Han was very annoyed, "I, Jiang Han, have never been jealous, so don't laugh."
It was at this moment full of laughter that Mo Mi came back. As soon as he entered the door, he slammed the door with a sullen "Dong Dang 7e", carried a bag and walked straight to Xia Cao with a dark face.
His handsome face is like a heavy black cloud, which can make people breathless.
When Xia Cao saw him walking towards her and getting closer and closer to her, she felt out of breath. She felt so inexplicably uneasy and uneasy in her heart.
"Mi, why does your face smell so bad? Did you step on shit on the way back?" Jiang Han asked with thick eyebrows and a frown.
"Mi, why are you looking like this? What happened?" Seeing his extremely ugly face, Ouyang Nuo was also confused.
Mo Mi turned a deaf ear and walked up to Xia Cao, staring at Xia Cao's face with two narrow phoenix eyes filled with anger without blinking, as if she wanted to see something on her face before she would give up.
The look in his eyes made Xia Cao feel creepy. His beautiful big eyes blinked uneasily, "Mi, what's wrong? You...why are you looking at me like this?"
"Hehehe..." Mo Mi suddenly raised the corners of her beautiful lips and smiled ugly and ugly, "I look at you like this because I want to know if you have me, if you have promise, if you have Han in your heart.
.”
What exactly does this mean?
"..." Xia Cao was confused after hearing this, and raised her head to look at him in confusion.
"Mi, what do you mean by that?" Ouyang Nuo looked at Xia Cao and Mo Mi's face and asked in a confused voice.
"Damn fox, did you take the wrong medicine today?" Jiang Han looked at Xia Cao worriedly, and then asked in a louder voice.
Their words fell on deaf ears, and Mo Mi still only stared at Xia Cao with her eyes, "Xia Cao, talk, keep talking."
"Mi, you, what do you want me to say?" He was so fierce at this time, Xia Cao stuttered when he spoke, and his heart was beating uneasily.
Mo Mi's attitude towards Xia Cao was so bad. Of course Jiang Han couldn't stand it, "Mi, please speak softly and don't be harsh to Xia Cao." He glared at Mo Mi and said in a warning tone, while turning Xia Cao
The grass was pulled into his arms.
"Han, don't rush to protect her yet." Mo Mi's expression did not improve at all, and her voice was full of anger. "There are some things that she needs to explain to us."
Ouyang Nuo became even more confused. After thinking for a few seconds, he calmly asked: "Mi, what does Xia Cao need to explain to us?"
"Who knitted that white scarf that Li Xuanhao is wearing?" Mo Mi glanced at him, stared at Xia Cao's face, and asked sharply through gritted teeth.
"..."
"..."
Hearing this, Ouyang Nuo and Jiang Han seemed to suddenly understand why Mo Mi was so angry. Shock flashed across their handsome faces, which instantly became as dull as Mo Mi's.
Uh, how did Mo Mi know about this?
At this moment, Xia Cao became panicked, "Mi, I, I don't understand what you are talking about." She knew that once she admitted that Li Xuanhao's white scarf was knitted by herself, hers and the three men's
The relationship will fall into a freezing point. She doesn't want to be in such a situation, so she has to deny it.
"Are you still pretending to be confused with me?" She refused to admit it, and Mo Mi became even more angry. While saying angrily, he quickly took out the pure white scarf from the handbag and threw it into her face with all his strength.
"Open your eyes and see clearly. Did you knit this scarf?"
"..." What happened was unexpected. At this moment, Xia Cao had nothing to say. She slowly picked up the white scarf given to Li Xuanhao and looked at Mo Mi with a pleading look.
"Remember what you said at the beginning? You said you knitted it for your mother. Is Li Xuanhao your mother?" Mo Mi ignored her look and shouted at her almost growling.
"..." At this moment, Xia Cao really didn't know how to explain the matter of giving Li Xuanhao a scarf. When he heard his roar, his beautiful and sentimental eyes suddenly became misty.
She didn't explain a word, which seemed to prove something even more.
In Mo Mi's heart, she felt even more dissatisfied and even more angry, "We have been together for so long, do you still only have him, Li Xuanhao, in your heart? Do you care about me, Han, and Nuo? No matter what the three of us do, we are better than each other."
Not as good as him, Li Xuanhao? Are the three of us together not as important as him, Li Xuanhao?"
"Hehehe..." Jiang Han laughed ugly at this moment, turned his head, frowned and looked at Xia Cao with disappointed eyes, "Mi, do you still need to ask?"
Meeting Jiang Han's eyes, Xia Cao suddenly felt a stabbing pain in her heart, "Han, I..."
"Don't call me Han." Jiang Han, like Mo Mi, was really hurt and angry, "Xia Cao, I don't want to hear anything you say anymore." He interrupted her harshly and said,
He turned around handsomely and strode out with a cold expression.
Mo Mi gave her a disappointed look, then turned around and quickly followed Jiang Han away, "Han, wait for me."
"Mi, Han, don't leave, please listen to my explanation..." Looking at their backs as they left decisively, she cried and begged with tears in her eyes, "Mi, Han, you have misunderstood me, don't go, don't go...
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Jiang Han and Mo Mi were both angry. When they heard her voice, they did not stop. They both walked out of the beautiful bungalow without looking back.
Ouyang Nuo was rational. Even after the two of them left, he didn't leave either. He always stood calmly beside her Xia Cao.
"No, believe me, Xuan Hao and I really have nothing." After Mo Mi and Jiang Han left, Xia Cao put all her hopes on him, turned around, raised her head and asked with tears in her eyes.
He believed in himself, "I, I just gave him a scarf. I really don't have any feelings towards him now."
Hearing this, Ouyang Nuo's expression gradually became serious. Looking at her little face full of tears, he smiled lightly at her while holding back his heartache, "Xia Cao, you must be careful when lying. Next time you lie, be sure to do so.
You can only tell a lie if you are sure that it will not be exposed."
"..." She was speechless, feeling regretful, sad and sorry.
She was speechless, and Ouyang Nuo said nothing more. He raised his hand to gently wipe away the tears on her face, then turned around gracefully and walked toward the door with hidden sadness.
Why don’t the three men who keep saying they love me don’t believe me?
At this time, Xia Cao was extremely sad, and her heart ached, so painful. Looking at his perfect back as he was about to walk out the door, tears once again flooded his eyes. He closed his eyes and said hoarsely: "No, I am
Love you."
She seemed to be speaking very seriously.
After hesitating for two seconds, although Ouyang Nuo did not turn around to look at her, he finally stopped and said, "Xia Cao, love is not something you say, but something you do - when you knitted a scarf for Li Xuanhao, did you ever think about it?
Can you knit a scarf for me, Hanmi?"
"I……"
"You don't need to answer." At this time, her answer was no longer important to him, Ouyang Nuo. He interrupted her coldly and walked out of the door gracefully with one hand in his pocket.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
In a long voice, "Uh wu wu... Nuo, Mi, Han, I uh wu wu... I really thought about knitting a scarf for you, uh wu wu... Your scarf, I, I
It has been knitted...Uh wu wu... and placed on the bed in your respective bedrooms, uh wu wu... Why don't you believe me? Uh wu wu..."
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The studio of a top hypnosis master...
"Master, please help me retrieve my memory." Li Xuanhao lay on a black leather chair and said solemnly to an old man with white hair standing next to him, "It doesn't matter how much you want."
The old man nodded with a slight smile, "Young man, I'll do my best." As he spoke, he raised his hand to make a hypnotic motion in front of his eyes, "Relax, relax... Go to sleep, go to sleep, have a good sleep.
Have a good dream, and in the dream, be with the person you like..."
This master of hypnosis was really powerful. After a while, Li Xuanhao closed his eyes and fell asleep, and also had a good dream.
In the dream, he saw a girl with a particularly beautiful smile...
"Manager Li Xuanhao, I like you." In the dream, the beautiful girl mustered up the courage to confess to him.
"Xia Cao, I like you. From the moment you accidentally stepped on my foot in the elevator on your first day at work and blushed when you saw me, I fell in love with you." In the dream, he
He also confessed to her.
In the dream, he and she were walking on a beautiful country road. He suddenly stopped and kissed her affectionately under a lush tree that could protect her from the wind and rain, and once again confessed his love to her, "
Xia Cao, I love you, rain or shine."
An hour later...
"Young man, did you sleep well?" After he slowly opened his eyes, the old man asked with a kind smile next to him.
"Thank you, Master, I slept well." He nodded and said with a smile.
"Haha, you had a good dream too, right?"
"Haha, yes, I also had a good dream. In the dream, I saw the woman I like."
"Hahaha, I can only help you remember this." The old man smiled sincerely, "If you want to retrieve all your memories, only one person can help you."
"Who is this person?" he wondered.
"Haha, that's the woman you like in your dream."
"Xiacao? Xiacao?" He was surprised, nervous and excited.
"Haha, it turns out her name is Xia Cao. Haha, this is a very cute name. This girl must be very beautiful, right?"
"Haha, of course." He felt complicatedly happy in his heart, and immediately nodded with a smile, "Hahaha, in my heart, she is the most beautiful and most beautiful woman in the world, and no one can compare with her."
"Oh? Hahaha, young man, you haven't fully recovered your memory yet. If you are so sure, aren't you afraid that you will remember the wrong person?"
"Hehehe, no way." He was 100% sure.
"Hehe, I like you as a young man very much. Hehe, go find her quickly. I wish you the best."
"Haha, Master, thank you." He couldn't wait and was extremely excited. While thanking him sincerely, he stood up quickly and ran out quickly with a bright smile full of hope... Haha, Xia Cao, with the help of Master,
I remember the good times we had, haha, summer grass, summer grass, we used to love each other, haha, it’s so good...
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Since that unhappy night, Ouyang Nuo, Mo Mi, and Jiang Han have not returned to that beautiful bungalow for several days.
There is their and Xia Cao's home. Just because she knitted a scarf for Li Xuanhao, the three of them did not go home, leaving Xia Cao alone to live there. They may not be too stingy.
Bar?
Why did things happen like this? Is the relationship between her and them so easy to destroy?
Xia Cao really couldn't figure it out. From the night after they left, she had been in a depressed mood. She didn't go to work at Platinum Group for many days and stayed at home, waiting persistently for them to go home.
Time passed day by day, and it was almost a week. However, the three of them still did not go home, and no one called her.
Without them, there seems to be no difference between darkness and dawn to her. Darkness and dawn bring loneliness and isolation.
Without them, she felt so lonely. Facing the new day, she gradually realized clearly that she could not live without them. The three of them were her air. Without them, she would doubt whether she would be able to survive one day.
Death from lack of oxygen.
During this period of time, she called the three men's mobile phones, but they seemed to be out of breath, and no one answered her calls, which broke her heart.
Why don't you answer my call? Are you tired of hearing my voice?
No, I miss you.
Fan, I miss you.
Han, I miss you.
Nuo, Han, Mi, you haven’t been home for a week, you haven’t appeared in front of me for a week. Don’t you miss me? Not at all?
Nuo, Mi, Han, I miss you so much, I really miss you so much, I feel like I am going to die.
Yes, she really missed them. She thought of sleeping on the sofa in the hall day and night, silently crying for them to come back.
'I stood on the roof 7e the light and shadow of dusk 7e I heard 7e the sound of love coming...'
When she was thinking about them, muttering their names and about to fall asleep, the phone she held tightly in her hand suddenly sounded her favorite music...
"Uh, Han, Nuo, Mi, is that you?" She suddenly opened her eyes and was so excited that she immediately answered the phone, "Hello..."
"Xia Cao, haha, I remember something romantic happened between us." Li Xuanhao's excited and happy voice came on the phone.
"Xuanhao, it's you?" When she heard his voice, her troubled heart suddenly became chaotic, "I have set your phone number to the blacklist, how come you still call me?"
Missing her almost crazily seemed to have made her stupid.
"Hehehe..." Hearing this, Li Xuanhao couldn't help laughing, "Xia Cao, I remember your mobile phone number very well. I'll borrow someone else's phone to call you, and of course I can get through."
She suddenly understood and was silent for a few seconds. She frowned anxiously and said, "Xuanhao, I beg you not to come to me again or contact me again. Because of you, they ignored me." At this moment, her
There are only those three men in my heart.
"Them?" Li Xuanhao was puzzled, "Which one of them? Who are they?"
"They are...well, you don't need to know." She sighed deeply and stopped in time, "Anyway, don't harass me again in the future." After saying this with a headache, she gave up decisively.
Cut off the phone.
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"Xia Cao, Xia Cao..." Hearing the sound of the phone being hung up, Li Xuanhao was extremely disappointed. After a while, he felt slightly better. He looked up at the sky and felt that he had strength again in his heart, with a touch of
With a nice smile, I walked quickly towards the Platinum Group... Xia Cao, I will not give up on you. My story with you, even if I lose my memory, I will let our story continue happily and perfectly...
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Nuo, Mi, Han, and Xuanhao all called me, why didn't you call me?
I am your woman. You leave me alone at home, so you are not worried at all. Do you bear the thought of me staying alone in an empty room and being alone?
Missing you, like a shadow, you can never get rid of it or forget it.
Xia Cao thought and thought, endured and endured. In the end, she couldn't help but pick up her mobile phone and call the three men's mobile phones over and over again...
This time, the first call she made was from Jiang Han.
Why would she be the first to call Jiang Han? As the boss of the underworld, Jiang Han should have the coldest and hardest heart?
Haha, but for some reason, she always felt that among the three men, he was the most soft-hearted, and he was the one who was most reluctant to get hurt.
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In the dimly lit luxury private room, sad love songs were playing, and the corresponding smell of alcohol filled the air.
Three men walking side by side, who would have scorched the eyes wherever they were, were lying on the sofa in a mess, each holding a wine bottle. They seemed to have lost their love and love, and had no image at all.
'I stood on the roof 7e the light and shadow of dusk 7e I heard 7e the sound of love coming...'
It wasn't until the familiar and profound cell phone ringtone rang that these three men, who were extremely handsome even when drunk, more or less regained their consciousness and slowly stood up from the sofa.
The phone fell to the ground at some point. Jiang Han was drunk and fumbled for a long time before picking it up.
"Han, who called?" Mo Mi asked with a faint smile as she took a sip of wine.
Jiang Han rubbed his eyes vigorously and saw the caller ID clearly. He burped and said loudly and excitedly: "It's Xia Cao." As he said this, he prepared to answer the call.
Mo Mi obviously knew what he was going to do next, so she hurriedly stopped him sternly, "Han, please be more promising and don't answer her call."
"Why didn't you answer the call?" Jiang Han couldn't understand. "This is the nineteenth call that Xia Cao has called me this week. If I still don't answer, how anxious will she be?"
"Don't worry about this. Anyway, as long as it is a call from her, we are not allowed to answer it."
"Well, Mi, we have been angry with Xia Cao for a week. We didn't go home for a week and we were all angry with her. She must know that she has corrected her mistake and will not have anything to do with Li Xuanhao in the future.
"He, Jiang Han, has long been soft-hearted. Whenever Xia Cao calls, he can't wait to fly to Xia Cao's side, hug her tightly, wrap around her, and kiss her.
"Han, you can't pamper a woman too much. If you dote on her, she will climb on top of you. We dote on Xia Cao too much. We have to ignore her for a while so that she will know that we can survive without her.
In this way, she will learn to cherish us." Mo Mi is definitely not a person who easily softens his heart. He said these words solemnly and angrily.
"Mi, why are you so stubborn?" Jiang Han didn't agree with what he said. He frowned and thought about it, then turned to look at Ouyang Nuo, "Nuo, tell me, should I answer Xia Nuo's call?"
Grass’s phone number.”
Ouyang Nuo thought for a while, looked at Mo Mi, then looked at him, lowered his head, looked at the wine bottle in his hand and said with a smile: "Han, Mi is right, during this period, we are all too doting on each other."
Xia Cao, this kind of pampering is almost doting, so Xia Cao lied to us, ignored our love for her, met Li Xuanhao behind our backs, and knitted a scarf for him personally."
"..." After hearing these words, Jiang Han was speechless. Finally, he hardened his heart and decisively pressed the no-listen button.
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"Uh, Han, why don't you answer my call? This is already the twentieth call I've made to you. Why don't you answer it?"
Xia Cao clenched his cell phone and muttered to himself with a frown, feeling unconvinced. He muttered to himself for a while and dialed his cell phone again.
Well, unexpectedly, Jiang Han still refused to answer her call.
She, Xia Cao, was not very thick-skinned. After calling three times in a row, but he refused to listen, she called Mo Mi's cell phone instead, waiting anxiously for him to answer her call... Mi
, is Han with you? If Han doesn’t answer my call, you won’t follow his example and not answer my call, right? Mi, I know, you don’t like to imitate others, you will definitely answer it
My phone, right?
She hoped optimistically, but unexpectedly, she was disappointed again and again. She called Mo Mi several times, but Mo Mi didn't answer.
This result made her want to cry. Her beautiful eyes were wet and wet... Han, Mi, Nuo, are you very disappointed in me? Have you really decided to ignore me and be ruthless to me?