Don't ask her why she doesn't rush forward now to question why Qiao Shaoting is such a betrayer, because deep down she still doesn't dare.
She was still afraid of Qiao Shaoting after all.
Fang Panpan thought that when Qiao Shaoting came up and they bumped into each other, she would question Qiao Shaoting again.
…
Fang Panpan kept waiting for Qiao Shaoting to come up.
In her opinion, Qiao Shaoting would definitely come up when he got downstairs, but she waited for a long time until her feet were numb, and Qiao Shaoting still stood motionless downstairs.
The man raised his head and looked in the direction of Qin Yu's floor.
Fang Panpan's legs could hardly stand anymore.
She thought, why doesn't Qiao Shaoting come up yet?
If she doesn't come up again, her legs will become weak.
No, she has to sit down.
Fang Panpan sat down on the stairs.
Perhaps it was much easier to sit like this, and something that I hadn't thought of just now suddenly came to my mind.
etc!
Was her focus wrong?
She had been thinking before that she would question Qiao Shaoting when he came up, but now she realized why she didn't think about why Qiao Shaoting suddenly came downstairs to Xiaoyu's house!
Fang Panpan's breath froze sharply.
Doesn’t Qiao Shaoting even love Xiao Yu?
He didn't have Xiao Yu in his heart. He had already fallen in love with that green tea Liu Qingqing. Why would he go downstairs to Xiao Yu's house and just stare at her like this?
Could it be?
A thought flashed through Fang Panpan's mind quickly like a white light.
Could it be that Qiao Shaoting still has Xiao Yu in her heart?
He still loves Xiao Yu?
The more I thought about it, the more it seemed possible, and the more I thought about it, the faster Fang Panpan's breathing became.
She couldn't stand it anymore.
Fang Panpan gritted his teeth and went downstairs.
…
Qiao Shaoting kept staring at the floor where Qin Yu was, with all his thoughts drifting there. He didn't even hear Fang Panpan coming downstairs, and he didn't even notice that Fang Panpan was walking towards him.
"Qiao," Fang Panpan originally wanted to call Qiao Shaoting by his name, but couldn't.
There was no other way, Fang Panpan had to change his words and said: "Your Excellency."
This "Your Excellency" finally brought Qiao Shaoting back to his senses.
His eyes fell on Fang Panpan's face, and then a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
But the shock only stayed in his eyes for a second before Qiao Shaoting walked towards the car.
Fang Panpan saw that Qiao Shaoting seemed to be avoiding her intentionally, so she chased after him.
"Sir, why did you come to Xiaoyu's house?" Fang Panpan asked.
Qiao Shaoting said calmly: "This is not her home."
"This is the downstairs of her house." Fang Panpan said, "Why are you here? You ran to the downstairs of Xiaoyu's house and you stayed there for so long. What do you mean?"
Qiao Shaoting glanced at Fang Panpan with a sharp look in his eyes: "What does it have to do with you?"
Being swept away by this gaze, Fang Panpan's heart skipped a beat, but she still mustered up the courage to say: "I am Xiaoyu's friend, this has something to do with me!"
Qiao Shaoting seemed too lazy to pay attention to Fang Panpan, so he opened the car door and was about to get in the car.
Fang Panpan didn't know where the courage came from, but she grabbed Qiao Shaoting's car door and said loudly: "Sir, you haven't answered me yet!"
Qiao Shaoting's face turned cold: "Fang Panpan, do you know what you are doing?"
This was not a question, but a statement, and it was a statement with endless chill. It was so cold that Fang Panpan's hand on the car door almost winced and let go.
Fang Panpan bit her lip hard.
No, she can't be afraid!
Xiaoyu was her best friend. After suffering so much grievance and pain for Qiao Shaoting, how could she not dare to ask because she was afraid of Qiao Shaoting!