"You can go, I will call you the remaining money before 12 noon." Sitting in the cab of Anjie's Bentley, Xiao Sun gave the man who had just madly attacked the car following Anjie behind him.
A man in a white car talks on the phone.
Immediately afterwards, in less than a minute, the car that had just followed Anjie's Bentley drove into the underground parking lot of Xingyun Department Store at the fastest speed.
And when they saw "Anjie" lying on the steering wheel of Anjie's Bentley, pretending to sleep, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, at the entrance of Xingyun Department Store.
Xiao Tong was staring closely at the watch on her wrist, waiting for An Jie. It was exactly 10:30 in the morning.
There was a sense of unconfidence on Xiao Tong's face, and she even doubted whether An Jie would come here to meet her.
She also had a kind of panic. If Anjie came to see her, how would she tell Anjie about what happened that night a month ago?
Driving Xiao Sun's car out of the underground parking lot, An Jie saw Xiao Tong, who looked thinner than the previous two days, standing lonely at the entrance of Xingyun Department Store.
Juan's beautiful long hair was flying in the wind, and Xiao Tong was like a sad elf stimulating all of Anjie's senses.
Because she was not sure whether An Jie would go to the appointment, Xiao Tong did not look around like others who were waiting for her. Her face looked more like grievance than decadence.
Especially the sadness mixed in her eyes made An Jie's heart tighten in an instant. He drove the car and looked at her from a distance, the love for Xiao Tong in his eyes was like frost dyed red by the autumn wind.
The leaves are melancholy and lonely.
If you love someone, you are bound to feel pain for her, be lonely for her, and be devastated for her.
Anjie quickly parked the car in the parking space on the street of Xingyun Department Store.
At this moment, he wanted to rush to Xiao Tong and hug her tightly, but then told her that the reason why he had not contacted her for a month was because he was afraid that she would be hurt.
An Jie quickly got out of the car, and Xiao Tong also saw him at this time.
Looking at each other with pity, sadness, bitterness, grievance...
All the emotions overwhelmed An Jie and Xiao Tong at this moment.
The bustling voices around him quietly cooled down at this moment, and the busy streets all condensed and evaporated at this moment.
Among the noisy crowd, she was the only one in his eyes, and he was the only one in her eyes.
Everything loses its color because of him and her in each other's eyes.
Xiao Tong looked at An Jie, her initial excitement at seeing An Jie gradually turned into grievance.
She quickly ran towards An Jie. She wanted to pour out all the countless grievances she had accumulated in her heart these days to the fact that she loved him. All the complaints disappeared the moment she saw him.
At this moment, Xiao Tong just wanted to feel the reassuring warmth in An Jie's arms.
An Jie also strode towards Xiao Tong.
He wanted to hold her delicate body in his arms and give her infinite warmth and tenderness.
During this period, they experienced emotional hardships together,
Their hearts were invisibly wounded by each other, and their hearts were riddled with wounds.
An Jie was thinking, how much more damage can Xiao Tong's weak bones withstand?
He suddenly hated himself. He shouldn't have hurt her even a little bit.
The distance between the two was only two meters.
In this mortal world, there are too many infatuated men and women like them.
No one noticed how vast and affectionate the vow of love between them was.
They are just two of those crazy men and resentful women in the world.
"Anjie——"
Xiao Tong's eyes were sparkling as she looked at the beloved man in front of her and called his name.
An Jie's eyes also took on a layer of tenderness that moved the whole world.
With one more step, he can embrace her, and all misunderstandings between them will be cleared up.
"Anjie——"
However, just when An Jie was about to hug Xiao Tong into his arms, he heard a voice calling him from behind him.
This sound was like a devil's voice coming from hell and woke Anjie up instantly.
Without looking back, Anjie knew who the voice belonged to.
Because this voice contains too many things that are unreasonable, domineering and vicious.
All the emotions in Anjie's body when he saw Xiao Tong cooled down at this moment.
He narrowed his heart-wrenching and tangled eyes, looking at Xiao Tong who was so close in front of him with complicated emotions, but he could not hug her tightly and give her comfort and promise.
"Anjie——"
The voice behind him sounded like he was picking up shirts again.
An Jie suddenly closed his eyes in pain and turned decisively towards Xiao Tong in front of him.
At this time, he can't...
He couldn't cause harm to Xiao Tong.
He really wanted to tell Xiao Tong that Xiao Tong must wait for him until he was completely out of Qianzi's control and Qianhui Group was completely out of control of Japan's Sakura Group.
When the time comes, he will definitely marry her.
However, he could not tell her these words in person.
"Anjie——"
Seeing An Jie ruthlessly turning his back to her, Xiao Tong panicked, and she called to him with a cry.
Could it be that Anjie already knew about her body being defiled?
Does Anjie already dislike himself?
However, An Jie had to be cruel and deliberately indifferent to Xiao Tong.
He also did not expect that Qianzi, who had promised to arrive at the entrance of Xingyun Department Store at eleven o'clock, would arrive here at ten forty-five.
It seems that everything is fate, and it seems that all misunderstandings that Xiao Tong has about him are inevitable.
He had to pretend to regard Xiao Tong as a passerby.
He walked towards Qianzi mechanically, his heart bleeding step by step. Qianzi's unparalleled face was like an extremely ugly old witch at this moment. She was killing her completely in Anjie's heart.
Shang is the bottom line of a person's behavior.
Yes, she is not a human at all, but an annoying and angry ghost.
However, even if she is a fierce ghost, Anjie will treat her as the most beautiful angel to deal with her and deal with her.
"Anjie——"
Behind An Jie, Xiao Tong was calling him with all her life force. Just now she clearly saw his deep love for her in his eyes, but how could he turn his back to her so decisively at this time?
The other woman walked away smiling?
No, he must have been blinded by the devil.
He obviously loves himself.
Once upon a time, he only looked at her in his eyes.
She wanted him, she wanted him to turn around and look at her properly.
The belt is getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it anymore, and I am haggard for those who are in pain.
She had trouble sleeping and eating because of him, and couldn't sleep at night.
He couldn't be so heartless to her.
The grievance in his heart could not be expressed in words, and Xiao Tong suddenly rushed towards An Jie desperately.
Tears were scattered in the wind, and my heart was cut into pieces by sharp knives.
"Anjie, I love you, don't leave."
Xiao Tong cried out An Jie's name again with infinite heartache and expressed her heartfelt feelings. Then she saw Xiao Tong in an instant stretched out her arms and hugged An Jie tightly from behind.
The moment she hugged An Jie tightly, her heart suddenly calmed down. Xiao Tong just hugged An Jie from behind without any regrets and attachment.
She was like a wounded child in desperate need of Anjie's care. She was loving the man in her arms with her life.
She hoped that her humble prayers would win Anjie's attention to her.
She screamed sadly in her heart: Anjie, don't leave me, don't.
Tears also fell in large quantities at this time, wetting the clothes on Anjie's back.
"Xiao Tong, let go." An Jie pretended to be cold and said.
But he murmured in his heart: Please forgive me, I really have no choice.
I don't want you to be hurt again.
If I look back, you will be killed by Qian, and I don’t want you to die!
An Jie felt Xiao Tong's injury and Xiao Tong's bitter tears.
But his heart hurt a thousand times more than hers.