Zhou Haoyu lowered the brim of his hat and stood outside Seventeen's office. Looking at the beautiful figures inside, his whole aura gradually became colder.
Qi Yao answered the phone and it was Qi Yao who called. It was basically the same practice as Qi Yao's call, so Qi Qi subconsciously looked at the time and said, "Oh, it's off work as expected. Qi Yao, are you still cooking when you go home tonight?"
Eat out and then go back?"
Their life now is very peaceful and happy. They get off work together, sometimes eat out, watch a movie, or walk around outside. Sometimes they buy groceries and cook home, and after dinner they sit on the sofa or in bed watching
TV. There are no quarrels in life, even in the two months when Qi Yaojun misunderstood, there were no quarrels. He still took care of his wife and their lives with a broad and tolerant heart.
As a husband, Qi Yao simply surpassed the former Zhou Haoyu.
So why is Shiqi not satisfied? Qi Yao is a good man who only meets once in a hundred years, combining all the advantages she wants.
Qi Yao responded on the phone, and Qi Qi hung up the phone happily, and then started to clean up his desk.
Zhou Haoyu looked at the woman with a bright smile outside the door. Has the woman he had been planning to marry for many years already forgotten him?
If you love him so much, why would you remarry just a few years after he left?
No, she got married at the speed of light less than a year after he left. Why? Was her love for him all fake? The love and affection she gave him were only worth half a year?
There was a sound coming from the corridor, and Zhou Haoyu immediately jumped over and rolled down the window, holding the water pipe but unable to step on the two-centimeter-wide iron hoop.
Qi Yao went upstairs and knocked on the door gently. As soon as the call was placed, someone came up. It seemed that he had been waiting to get off work for a long time.
The workload of doctors in plastic surgery hospitals is quite light. Their busy time is during holidays, especially long holidays.
So those who work in foreign companies, large units or TV stations, basically after a holiday, they come back to work with a completely different look.
Plastic surgery hospitals are usually relatively relaxed, with relatively few people, so there is nothing wrong with Qi Yao waiting to get off work.
"Dean." Qi Yao knocked on the door.
Qi Qi raised his eyes with a smile, Qi Yao knocked twice, then pushed the door open and entered the office, "Have you packed it up?"
"Yeah." Qi Yao walked towards Qi Yao carrying his bag. Qi Yao naturally took the bag from Qi Qi's hand and walked out of the office holding Qi Qi's shoulders.
The result of the discussion between the two was to buy some food, then go to Pizza Hut and take home a Hawaiian fruit-flavored pizza, cook one or two fresh dishes at home, and have some drinks or beer, which would be quite good.
When Qi Yao went downstairs, he turned around and saw the man in black standing at the door of Qi Qi's office.
Of course Qi Yao knew who the man was. Qi Yao's breath suddenly became cold, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on Qi Qi's shoulders and hurried downstairs.
Qi Qi raised her eyes to look at Qi Yao, but to see if there were any special changes in her husband, she frowned and didn't ask a question. Her attention turned directly to what kind of food to choose when going to the supermarket.
The two got into the car, with their hands on the steering wheel. It was impossible to face it with an open heart. How much effort did he put in to marry Shi Qi? Almost every day, he used his morality and conscience to flog himself, and it was hard to bear it.
Many of them just want to have a family and live a good life with the woman they love.
Why do people who are already dead come back? This is no longer his world, why don't they just stay away from death?
Qi Yao couldn't keep calm, and for a moment he even thought about dying together. But he looked sideways at his wife sitting next to him, and the impulse that broke through his reason gradually calmed down.
"Go to the supermarket first?" Qi Yao asked with a smile.
Qi Qi was playing with his cell phone. He paused slightly when he heard the words, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at him with uncertainty in his eyes. Qi Yao was inexplicable and subconsciously touched his chin, "What's wrong?"
"Didn't we keep talking about going to the supermarket first and then buying pizza?" Shiqi asked unexpectedly.
Qi Yao paused slightly, then laughed again, "Okay, oh, my brain..."
Patting his head, he started the car and put Qi Qi's cell phone in his bag, "Why do I feel like you always can't listen to what you're saying? Where have you been wandering?"
"I think of a client this afternoon. The scars cover more than two-thirds of the body. He needs skin grafting, lipofilling, facial plastic surgery, etc. There are dozens of surgeries, large and small..."
Qi Yao frowned slightly. He mentioned it concisely to avoid that when Zhou Haoyu appeared in front of Qi Qi later, Qi Yao would in turn accuse him. At least he had no intention of deliberately concealing this matter. He simply mentioned it without explaining much.
, he can say that things in the past cannot affect the present, and people and things in the past are not a problem.
"Dozens of surgeries..." Shiqiu shuddered subconsciously, "It's too pitiful, is it because he was burned?"
"Maybe, maybe there are other reasons." After Qi Yao said this, he didn't mention anything about what happened in the afternoon, and the car drove directly to the supermarket.
After dinner in the evening, Qi Yao was watching TV programs, while Qi Yao was on the phone in the study with the door closed. After all, he didn't dare to disturb Mr. Tang with this matter, so he called Zai An instead.
Zai An hung up the phone and immediately arranged for someone to check Zhou Haoyu's whereabouts to find out if the other party had any other intentions, and then think of countermeasures. But again, Zai An had no intention of bothering Mr. Tang with such a thing.
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Qi Yao had just hung up the phone when Zhou Laner called and said that he had changed the location of the surgery and accepted to go to South Korea.
Qi Yao readily agreed. If he leaves the country, there will be many variables. First, take advantage of the time this person leaves to think about how to deal with it and how to tell Shi Qi that he needs a buffer time before he can calmly deal with it. Second,
Surgery like Zhou Haoyu's, which involves large-area skin grafting and filling, has a high risk factor. Fewer people have died on the operating table over the years?
Qi Yao walked out of the study and sat down next to Qi Qi, who leaned towards him automatically.
"Whose phone number?"
"The client wants to change the location of the surgery and has asked a lot about the price."
Qi Yao's voice was very soft and warm. Qi Qi rarely turned around to look at him, and happened to meet his gentle and delicate eyes, full of affection. Qi Yao smiled at Qi Yao and gently touched his face with her hand.
"Qi Yaojun, why are you so cute when you have nothing to do? Be careful if I push you down and make you cross over and over again!" Qi Yao rubbed Qi Yao's face.
Qi Yao quickly pulled her hand away. She rubbed it, but she didn't want to ruin his face.
"Watch your TV." Qi Yao interrupted her with a smile, "Hey, that woman is also the one who plays that thing, right?"
Speaking of Qi Yaojun, what on earth is he?
But Shi Qi naturally answered: "Yes, yes, she is the heroine of the palace who was very popular last year."
