For this reason, Qian Xiaojiu also feels lucky for her, because she and her husband are just two ordinary people. They also know who each other is, and there are not so many concealments, conspiracies, and not so many lies.
and the unbearable truth...
Anna opened the door, and when she saw Qian Xiaojiu, her face was full of surprise and joy: "Ajiu!"
Qian Xiaojiu looked pale and forced a smile at Anna: "Hi, Anna."
Anna noticed something was wrong with Qian Xiaojiu, and immediately reached out to help her into the house: "Ajiu, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so..."
Qian Xiaojiu held her lower abdomen in pain, looked at Anna and begged: "Anna, I might have to ask you to..."
The door behind him was closed with a bang, and only Locke was left in the car, his expression changing.
It's not that he won't tell some secrets, it's that he can't tell them.
*
four years later
Germany, Berlin Tegel "Otto Lilienthal" Airport.
With the crowds of people coming and going in the busy airport, the noisy voices, the low-pitched broadcasts, and the flashing flight numbers, these four years have passed by so fast that no information can capture the intersection.
At the exit of the VIP passage, Locke was leaning in the corner, his blue eyes staring at everyone who came out.
That baby face is no longer as green as before, but has some masculinity and some maturity in it, because he has some green stubble, although she always dislikes him like this.
She looked a little sloppy, but she was very effective in playing the role of a cold doctor, so he never listened to her on this matter.
Thinking of that increasingly beautiful person, the corners of his lips curled up like the warmth of the winter sun. The young girls passing by were involuntarily attracted to him, but his eyes never stayed away.
Suddenly, his gaze became fixed, and his slightly bent body suddenly stood upright due to leaning on it. His gaze became hotter and hotter with the white figure at the exit, and was even full of smiles.
The white figure was wearing a clean white T-shirt and light blue high-waisted jeans. Her long hair was tied high into a beautiful ponytail on her head. She had a slender and perfect figure even though she was dressed so simply.
Her attire cannot conceal her cold yet gorgeous temperament.
That delicate and perfect little face has no expression at all, and a pair of black ultrasound covers almost half of her face, but it can still make people feel that she is as cold as ice, but even if she is like this
, and absolutely no one could have imagined that she would be the president of WEST Group, which has risen rapidly in the past two years.
Locke did not immediately go forward, but stood calmly and hugged her, because a large number of men on the other side had already rushed up and surrounded her. Although she was wearing ordinary clothes, the group of men
No one dares to despise or ignore her existence, because they are all her subordinates and are welcoming her as the BOSS back.
She stood very conspicuously among the crowd. Although she was not the tallest or the most imposing, she was definitely the coldest or even the most decisive. She had already signed five documents quickly with the pen in her hand, and calmly listened to the most urgent matters.
He made a decision as quickly as possible, and finally gave a few orders calmly, then temporarily dispersed and stood aside.
Looking up at Locke, Locke smiled at her, slowly walked over and took the luggage in her hand: "Let's go, I will take you home."