From the misunderstanding of the first encounter to the latter saving her, to later knowing his identity and the latter sending her to the hospital, all of this happened like a movie or TV drama.
Even Dongfang Youruo, who is accustomed to scripts and plots, feels that this kind of encounter is too much of a coincidence and too unbelievable. However, after being unbelievable, he still has to face that evil smile that always talks about taking advantage.
But someone who takes good care of himself.
"Okay! I have nothing to say if you like that boy. But have you ever thought about whether your grandfather would agree? After all, you are the only one in the Dongfang family in your lifetime. If you don't convince your grandfather, everything will be in vain.
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"My grandfather, I didn't expect him to agree. In his eyes, he only cares about that unfounded legend. If it weren't for that thing, I wouldn't have become an orphan at the age of seven." Hearing Xu Ziqing talk about her grandfather, Dongfang
What showed in Youruo's eyes was not longing, but a cold light, as if he had a kind of resentment towards his grandfather.
"Hey... I really don't have any say in your matter. I asked you several times, but you didn't tell me, and you acted mysteriously. However, your grandfather is not easy, so it's better to be nicer to him in the future.
.After all, they are all in their seventies or eighties."
"If he can return my father and mother, maybe I can consider it..."
"Forget it, pretend I didn't say it!" Upon hearing Dongfang Youruo's words, Xu Ziqing felt depressed, knowing that no matter how much she said, it would probably be nonsense.
"Zi Qing, it would be better for you and me to know less about some things, and some things may lead to death, do you understand?"
"I know, you've said it many times, I'm not still alive and well. I won't say anymore. After the dinner, let's go see Victoria Bay."
"Didn't you say you've seen enough?"
"I lied to him, do you really believe it..."
Xu Ziqing's words made Dongfang Youruo roll his eyes, but there was a hint of playfulness on his face.
I wonder if he was still there when I went to see Victoria Bay?
Thinking of Nangong Qingyin who was standing in front of the car quietly waiting for Emperor Ye, her face darkened again. No matter how stupid he was, he couldn't possibly mention intimacy in front of another woman, right?
However, thinking of the latter's promise to attend the charity dinner the day after tomorrow, Dongfang Youruo's originally gloomy eyes suddenly became much brighter.
Looking at the scenery of the Hong Kong River outside the window and smelling the sea breeze with a fishy smell, Dongfang Youruo muttered to himself: "No wonder some people say that women are a group that heals their scars and forgets the pain. Looking at it a second ago
The one you love is heartbroken and dying together with other women, but the next second when your lover is standing beside you, you feel like you are in heaven. Women...no matter how good they are, they can't escape the hands of men."
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Victoria Harbor, a harbor that has been glorious for hundreds of years, the surrounding lights will be displayed in front of the world as scheduled every night for hundreds of years, welcoming tourists and tourists from all over the world with its dazzling and golden splendor.
After bidding farewell to Dongfang Youruo, Ye Huang and his entourage drove along both sides of the port in two cars. Everywhere they went to a charming place, Nangong Qingyin would take pictures with Ye Huang, posing in various playful and cute poses.
A happy smile bloomed on his face.
As for Ye Huang, he would naturally not refuse Nangong Qingyin's request at all. He owed her a lot, and he would be an idiot if he didn't behave better at this time.
After wandering around for a long time, Yehuang finally asked Xingtian and Xing Ganqi to park the car in a parking lot next to an open-air sightseeing platform. He took Nangong Qingyin to the shore and leaned against the fence to blow.
Watching the various ships coming and going on the Xiangjiang River in the gentle sea breeze, although not as lusty as before, the river surface illuminated by modern neon lights still gives people a pleasant feeling.
"It's great. When will our city of Chongqing be as good as this?" Nangong Qingyin said with a hint of envy on his face as he looked at the international cruise ship slowly entering the port in the distance.
"Haha, every city has its logo, and every city has its own characteristics that are different from other cities. In fact, Hong Kong and Chongqing do not need to be compared together. The beauty of Hong Kong lies in the Xiangjiang River, in the Victoria Bay, in
The most beautiful night view in the world lies in the atmosphere of liberalization, all of which cannot be imitated by other cities. Similarly, Chongqing also has its own beautiful places, the beauty of the Yangtze River, the Jialing River, the Three Gorges, and the beauty of human relationships, all of which are unparalleled.
Cities can imitate. Chongqing is known as the capital of the ages and has a richer historical heritage than Hong Kong, so why should you belittle yourself?"
"Hong Kong is beautiful, but after all, it belongs to others, but Chongqing belongs to us, right?"
"Maybe you are right. Every city has its lovely places. Although Chongqing is not as prosperous as Hong Kong, it is less noisy, so it may not be a good place."
"It's good that you can understand these. Besides, a few years later, there may not be a Qingming River Scene near Chaotianmen. It's just another kind of beauty that is different from Hong Kong - the beauty of a mountain city." Qingyin caressed Nangong.
hair, gently smelling the fragrance of the hair in the sea breeze, the two hugged each other like a statue of love.
Many photography enthusiasts who passed by saw Ye Huang and Nangong Qingyin hugging each other from behind. They couldn't help but stop and turn on their cameras, and started taking pictures.
The two people under the neon lights, witnessed by their cameras, illustrate the originally illusory love through the form of photos.
Love is actually very simple. You just need to hug your lover's broad shoulders in the night. A touch of warmth can warm the whole winter.
As if he also knew that someone was filming them, Ye Huang and Nangong Qingyin slowly separated after a long time. Nangong Qingyin said with a blushing smile on his face: "I think Sister Yue'er and the others must regret not coming with you this time.
Already."
"That's their choice. Besides, if they come, I won't be able to hold them." Ye Huang lightly touched Nangong Qingyin's little nose and said lightly.
"But you still want to find sisters at home, don't you?"
"I, when, you can't accuse me unjustly!"
"Hmph! Don't think I didn't hear what Sister Youruo said, she likes you." With a touch of playfulness, Nangong Qingyin was like a little fox catching Ye Huang's tail.
"Uh... ahem, Qingyin, this kind of thing is mainly because my husband is too charming. If you said that Youruo likes me, it's not because of me. Besides, you are just hearing this, you can't take it seriously.
