Taking the check and air ticket given to her by her sister, Huang Qiao felt very conflicted. She really wanted to leave, but she was afraid. She was afraid that Xiang Zichen would pin his hatred on her sister. In that case, her fate would only be worse. miserable.
She is very tired, really tired. Should she go?
Huang Qiao walked aimlessly, and finally got tired and found a hotel to stop...
Recalling the moment when her sister knelt in front of her, she really wanted to collapse. Her sister was so arrogant and a big star, but she could humblely kneel in front of her for the sake of love, which showed that she really loved that man.
Maybe, after getting married, his sister's love will touch him...
Thinking like this, Huang Qiao finally made up her mind. She was leaving, she was going back to France...and then she would never come back.
Everything here has nothing to do with her from now on...
The next day, Huang Qiao hurried to the airport with her passport and a few pieces of underwear. She looked back from time to time to see if anyone was following her because she was afraid. She was afraid that the devil Xiang Zichen would not let her go.
She didn't even call to tell Shen Dongcheng to resign. She wanted to wait until France to tell her, otherwise if the news leaked out, Xiang Zichen would not let her go easily.
Fortunately, the journey went smoothly. She went to the airport to change her boarding pass and started walking towards the security check...
Suddenly, at this time, her cell phone rang. It was a multimedia message, and she opened it in a panic.
Immediately her mind exploded, as it turned out to be an unsightly bed photo of her sister and an old foreigner.
She immediately called Xiang Zichen...
"How is it? Is it wonderful?" Xiang Zichen said proudly.
"Xiang Zichen, why don't you keep your word? Didn't you say that those photos have been completely deleted?" Huang Qiao said angrily.
"I don't keep my word, what about you, baby, where are you going? Do you want to leave me?" Xiang Zichen asked.
Huang Qiao was startled. She immediately raised her head and looked around cautiously. She found that there was no trace of Xiang Zichen, so she concealed it and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about?"
"You still want to lie to me? Do you think I don't know you are at the airport?" Xiang Zichen's voice revealed the calm before the storm.
"How did you know?" Huang Qiao's face changed drastically.
"I accidentally pressed the locator on your phone." Xiang Zichen said slowly.
"You pervert." Huang Qiao cursed unbearably.
"You can leave or never come back, then just wait for the scandals about Sihai Group and your sister to come out one after another." Xiang Zichen hung up the phone after saying that.
"Hello, hello...?" Huang Qiao greeted her several times before realizing that Xiang Zichen had hung up the phone.
She immediately redialed... Sorry, the number you dialed is on Do Not Disturb function.
"Asshole." Huang Qiao cursed in a low voice, and then sat dejectedly on the rest chair on the side.
"Dear passengers, flight number uh901 to Paris, France will leave in ten minutes. Passengers who have not boarded the plane please hurry up and register. Thank you." The radio began to broadcast a hurried registration alert.
Huang Qiao felt very conflicted. If she left, she might really be able to live freely in France in the future.
But what should her parents and sister do?
"Hey, passengers over there, are you going to Paris, France?" the airport security asked.
Huang Qiao hesitated for a few seconds, then shook her head...
She could never worry about her family, and she wanted to accompany them. She ran out of the airport, hailed a taxi, and went to Sufeng's headquarters.
Ignoring the secretary's interception, she rushed all the way and pushed open the door of the CEO's office. She unexpectedly found her sister sitting on Xiang Zichen's lap in an extremely ambiguous posture.
"Qiaoqiao, why are you...?" Huang Qian was obviously surprised when she saw her sister.