Behind Zhao's mother, a tall guy with blue eyes and curly hair stepped out and opened his arms to her with a bright smile: "Hi, beautiful Chinese girl, long time no see, do you miss me?" Wearing CK casual clothes, light gray
Shirts will make your body look slimmer and slimmer in the future.
Xiaotong was surprised and happy, "Ah, Frank, why is it you?"
She stood up excitedly and went up to hug him, "Why are you here?"
Frank touched his nose and said, "While traveling recently, I passed by China and remembered that there is a lovely Miss Ning here, so I came over to visit." He said deliberately, "Why, aren't you welcome?"
"Welcome, of course." Xiaotong smiled, "Mama Zhao, find someone to help Mr. Frank move his luggage in."
Zhao Ma smiled and said, "Okay." Then she waved over the two servants.
Frank's things were very simple, just a big box. The servants helped carry it in, and Xiaotong and Frank walked in while talking about old times.
"Xiao Tong, I see you have lost a lot of weight," Flack looked at her seriously, "Have you been having a bad time lately?"
In fact, Xiaotong could guess from the moment Frank appeared that he must have been called by Huangfu Lin. Otherwise, how could he appear in front of her so well and for no reason. Paris is so far away and thousands of miles away.
He is so busy and has so many surgeries to do.
He forced a smile and said, "Good or bad, let's just live like that."
Frank sighed, "People can't live such a pessimistic life. You have to be more open-minded. The future will be long."
These days, Xiao Tong has heard too many comforts and persuasion, and she really doesn’t want to hear another round of advice from Flack, even though this foreigner’s Chinese truths are explained in one set, and they are not inferior to the natives in the slightest.
So he changed the subject and said, "Okay, let's not talk about me for now. You have just landed. You must be very tired after taking such a long flight. Take a good rest first. Mother Zhao will definitely clean up the room for you. Go and take a nap."
Get some sleep and get over the jet lag. Let’s talk later.”
Flack knew that Xiaotong was trying to escape. The matter was indeed more serious than Huangfu said. He just stood up and Xiaotong couldn't wait to avoid it. He sighed secretly in his heart and could only nod: "Okay.
Come on, I'll go upstairs first." Originally, his mission was to accompany Xiaotong to relax her heart. Since a person deliberately hides his wound deeply, why should he cruelly step forward and tear it open?
Mother Zhao stepped forward and led Flack to the room arranged for him upstairs.
As soon as Flack left, the smile on Xiaotong's face suddenly fell. She groped for the sofa and sat down slowly, her thoughts in confusion. Even Flack had been summoned. Is Huangfu Yao the next one?
Thinking of someone's good intentions, a wry smile appeared on her lips.
If she had not been a snail to avoid his feelings, but had bravely accepted him, would everything that followed have a different ending?
If, there is no if!
There was a dull pain in her heart.
…
At night, Huangfu Lin's study.
There are two men, one is rich and handsome, the other is handsome and elegant. Huangfu Lin is sitting on the sofa chair, Frank is leaning on the desk in front of him casually, both of them are holding a glass of red wine in their hands, sipping it slowly.
"Xiaotong's condition seems to be more serious than I thought." Flack turned the red wine glass and frowned.