Ying muyao.

At the moment of hearing the name, a clear pain came from Nanqiao's heart, like an old wound, which was suddenly torn open, and the pain came suddenly.

Nanqiao drooping eyes, empty eyes, pale lips, the whole person seems to have been drained of all the strength, silent and sad.

"Qiaoqiao..." Gu Liuxing called her in a low voice and said: "that's it. There are many things that can't be explained. When they happen, they are the choices of each other."

Who didn't yearn for love when he was young?

That year, there was no need to think too much, as long as the love was good, but when the obstacles came and the problems were increased, who could guarantee that the love would not deteriorate?

Love, perhaps, can only love youth.

With that Chicheng, fearless, brave heart.

Nanqiao smile, sitting on the bed, holding the knee, voice astringent, "I now live very well, without him, I can still live very well."

I don't know who to say it to

Gu Liuxing pursed his lips and came to the French window, leaning against the cold metal railing, "so, no matter whether he has difficulties or not, I will not put it down."

After drinking a glass of water, she put it on the table, turned around with her hand on the metal railing, and suddenly a little black came into her eyes.

She was so stunned that she couldn't hear the sound of the south bridge behind her.

Nanqiao lives on the eighth floor and can clearly see everything downstairs.

A black luxury car is reflected in the eye. The driver's window is wide open and half of his arm is exposed outside the car. This posture represents the owner of the car. Now he is in a bad mood.

"Ryukyu, you are right, but sometimes, the more you can't let go, the more you care." South Bridge whispers.

Gu Liuxing looked downstairs and lost his mind.

As if sensing something, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the people on the bus came down and looked up at the house where the south bridge was.

There is a figure in front of the window.

The next second, the curtains were quickly pulled up, and even the lights in the house were dim.

At the moment when Gu Liuxing turned off the light, Nanqiao suddenly drew the curtain and turned off the light. He had already guessed something, but only said: "among the investors of" demon Zun ", there is a mobile phone company. The last spokesperson was terminated because of the policy. This time, I would like to invite you and Jiang Yan to speak for them. Tomorrow afternoon, I will make an appointment to discuss the contract with their company."

Gu Liuxing said, "good."

Gu Shijing and Song Jian are still in Paris. Jiang Yan only returned to Shanghai from Paris today. In recent days, he has only shot other stars.

Lying in bed, two girls with their backs to each other, eyes in the dark, never closed.

Downstairs, Fu Yanchen was dressed in a black suit, as if to melt into the long and strong night. His face was slightly heavy and his lips were thin. He stood there for a long time without moving.

He and Gu Liuxing really strange, every time red face, the next day still get along as usual, as if the previous night's matter does not exist.

In fact, he clearly understood that one night was enough for Gu Liuxing to plan the next time.

She said revenge, and is doing it seriously.

******

On Monday, Nanqiao and Gu Liuxing came to Zhiyuan group and were taken into the office of the person in charge by the secretary.

They arrived ten minutes in advance, and the top management of Zhiyuan had been waiting for them.

They sat across the desk, waiting for Jiang Yan.

At nine o'clock on the whole, Jiang Yan and her agent arrived late. Different from Gu Liuxing's attitude, the senior management stood up in person to welcome Jiang Yan.

Just because of the background of ginger smoke.