Chapter 70 They are leaving. "Hehehe... Wuwu... Hehe..." Xia Cao couldn't help it. She cried and laughed, and said with uncontrollable tears: "Apologise to me, say goodbye to me.
I'm sorry, is that okay? - Do you know how cruel you are? It was you who ruined my love and my life."
After hearing her words, the three of them were speechless.
After a while, Ouyang Nuo said calmly, "We will make it up to you."
"To make up for it? Haha..." She still cried and laughed, "How to make up for it? Can a broken heart be repaired? Can the tears shed be recovered?"
Well, the three men were once again speechless.
After a moment of silence, Mo Mi looked at the tears on her face and asked softly: "What do you want to do before you are willing to forgive us?"
Xia Cao sniffed with tears on her face and said without hesitation: "I will never forgive you, even if you go to the eighteenth level of hell." After saying that, he turned around and walked away quickly.
"Uh, **" Jiang Han looked at her back and cursed in frustration. He suddenly thought of his identity and asked angrily: "What on earth are we doing? Huh? It's just a woman we played with.
That's all, do you need to care about her?"
Hearing his complaints, Mo Mi suddenly woke up from a mysterious state that she had never experienced before, nodded, and the corners of her beautiful lips curled up, "Don't worry, she's just a country woman." She said indifferently,
Turning to look at Ouyang Nuo, "Nuo, right?"
Both of them thought so. Of course Ouyang Nuo did not dissent. Looking at Xia Cao's increasingly smaller back, he smiled faintly and said, "Yes."
Having thought so, Jiang Han suddenly returned to his previous arrogant and cold demeanor, lit a cigarette, smoked it handsomely, and walked coolly towards the exit, "Let's go back to hunting. The smell in this shabby hospital is really bad."
***smells bad.”
"Han, wait." Mo Mi immediately followed with his hands in his pockets.
After the two friends left, Ouyang Nuo hesitated for a while, looked at Xia Shu's ward, threw the meal packed for her into the trash can, and followed out without expression.
They finally left. Xia Cao's heavy and uncomfortable heart felt a little better. She hid behind the pillar, hating the undeniably handsome back of their departure with blurred eyes... You three bastards, from now on,
Never appear in front of me again. I am not broad-minded and my hatred for you will never change.
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On this day, they returned to the villa on the top of the mountain, far away from her, and their hearts seemed to have returned to the original point. Each of them took a shotgun and stood on the roof of the villa to shoot birds to test their marksmanship.
‘Bang 7e’ Mo Mi pulled the trigger and accurately hit a white crane.
‘Bang 7e, bang 7e’ Jiang Han fired twice and hit two of them.
It was Ouyang Nuo's turn. He raised his gun and was about to point it at a white crane and pull the trigger. Unexpectedly, the mobile phone he carried rang. He looked at the caller ID, put down the shotgun, walked to the side, and picked up the phone, "Hello...
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A few minutes later, he hung up the phone and approached his two friends and said seriously: "Han, Mi, I'm going back to Wucheng."
"Why are you in such a hurry? What happened?" Mo Mi asked doubtfully.
"Ouyang Jing has returned to China. I want to go back to attend the family gathering."
"Haha, your half-brother has finally returned to China." Mo Mi frowned in disbelief and said with a smile, "I thought that boy was happy to be a commoner all his life."
"He is not a fool." Jiang Han knocked down an eagle and said sternly, "He thinks with the back of his head and knows how to choose between a rich and powerful prince and a commoner who has nothing."
Ouyang Nuo didn't express any opinions, smiled faintly, and walked towards the entrance of the building, "You guys have fun, I'll leave first."
"No, let me go with you too." Mo Mi said thoughtfully, turning around and saying, "There is nothing interesting in this remote country."
"Uh..." Jiang Han suddenly made a long face, "You two have left, and it would be even more boring for me to stay here alone."
"Then let's go together." Mo Mi turned her head and gave him a wink.
"That's all." He said helplessly, striding to follow.
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In the afternoon, Xia Cao went back home and lied that Xia Shu would have to study at a classmate's house for two weeks, so she packed some Xia Shu's clothes, took the money and walked along the highway towards the hospital.
The weather this afternoon was still good, with white clouds floating beautifully in the blue sky.
She was walking on the road with a gloomy mind, when a sudden break came. She looked at the sky casually, and for a moment she felt that the clouds in the sky were broken.
After a while, a black Rolls-Royce drove slowly in her direction...
Mo Mi, Jiang Han, and Ouyang Nuo were sitting in the Rolls-Royce, sometimes looking at the beautiful countryside outside the car window, and sometimes chatting.
"No, Ouyang Jing comes back suddenly, you have to be careful." Mo Mi crossed her legs and reminded her seriously.
Jiang Hanhe took a sip of expensive red wine and twitched his sexy lips, "If I were him, I wouldn't be convinced."
Ouyang Nuo remained silent, smiled faintly, turned his head and looked calmly at the scenery passing by outside the window. His handsome face always maintained the aura of a natural king. Suddenly, he saw something, wearing a gold
The wise and handsome eyes in silk-rimmed glasses cannot take their eyes away...
Mo Mi was sitting opposite him, noticing his eyes, full of doubts, "What is there to see outside the window?" She asked, got up and sat in his direction, and looked in the direction he was looking.
For a moment, he saw the lonely and exquisite back of the little boy walking on the road. His heart was inexplicably swayed, and his narrow and charming eyes were instantly dyed with unknown colors.
Seeing how unusual they were, Jiang Han also approached them with a wine glass and asked doubtfully: "What are you looking at..." He suddenly stopped talking, and his deep and sharp eyes suddenly saw her back,
The wine in my hand rippled strangely from the edge of the glass.
In this way, the most outstanding men among the three people crowded together on the same side of the window because they wanted to see her back. It can be said that there is a beautiful scenery outside the window, and there is also a scenery inside the window.
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Hearing the sound of a car approaching, Xia Cao walked on the side of the road without looking back to see what kind of car it was. Only when the car passed by did she realize it was their Rolls-Royce.
Suddenly, the turbulent sorrow appeared in her heart again. She looked at the shiny black car body and hurriedly lowered her head to look at the road under her feet, pretending to be a stranger and walking indifferently.
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As the car drove past her, the three men's hearts seemed to be pulled by something. They all twisted their heads back and looked at the figure getting further and further away from them without blinking.
He was about to lose sight. Jiang Han's cold and hard heart was surprisingly nervous and frantic. He didn't even know when the wine in his hand was poured on him. He frowned and asked: "Nuo, Mi, should we stop the car?"