Second Engagement: The CEO's Long Way to Chase His Wife

Flesh to flesh, heel to heel, everyone longs to have the 72 changes of Monkey King, so that they can fly out as a fly, but everyone can only be honestly squeezed into a small side.

"Let's go!"

"Come on!"

From time to time, someone pushed and shoved twice, and some tried to rush out from bending over.

But the door of the exhibition hall was so small that people panicked.

The security guard shouted hoarsely: "Line up! Everyone line up! The elderly and children go first! Women are in front of men."

Someone was pointed out by the security guard: "You! You man! Make way for the woman."

"I'm a girl!" shouted the person pointed at.

At the same time, the crowd echoed: "The woman in front is the boy!"

Luo Xiaoxiao took the time to laugh, but she didn't let go of Xu Qianqian's hand.

Although the squeeze was extremely difficult, Luo Xiaoxiao and Xu Qianqian escaped to a safe place.

The two stood in place, glanced at each other, and suddenly smiled.

Luo Xiaoxiao's face was black and white, similarly, Xu Qianqian's face was not avoided, what broke Xu Qianqian the most was that her clothes were trampled dirty.

"Big man!"

Suddenly, a couple of men and women rushed over and looked at Xu Qianqian with adoring eyes: "You are the real boss! We need half a month's worth of dog food to afford this dress."

"It's a shame it's dirty!" the girl said.

Luo Xiaoxiao looked at Xu Qianqian without knowing why.

Xu Qianqian smiled implicitly: "Really? It's my first time buying it too, so I don't understand!"

"It's not a mountain! It's not a mountain! It's really not a mountain!" The girl became even more excited, "It's not a mountain, it's the first time I bought it! Boss, please accept my knee!"

Luo Xiaoxiao: ...

Xu Qianqian had a secret smile on her face, and several people gradually gathered around her.

Looking at Xu Qianqian who was gradually being surrounded, Luo Xiaoxiao felt a little lonely, and she slowly retreated from the encirclement.

When Xu Qianqian came to her senses and turned to look for Luo Xiaoxiao, Luo Xiaoxiao had already disappeared.

When I returned to Han's house, I happened to bump into Han Oasis.

Han Oasis glanced at Luo Xiaoxiao, sighed: "Are you also at the scene?"

Luo Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded, not having the energy to say anything more to Han Oasis, and pointed to her room, which meant that she would clean it up first.

After coming out of the bathroom, Luo Xiaoxiao felt that her fatigue had eased a lot, Han Oasis sat on the sofa and watched the news.

"The Ouyang Group has faced a big event." Han Lvzhou said.

Luo Xiaoxiao, who was going downstairs, paused for a moment, and continued to go downstairs: "Oh? What happened?"

"The cause of the fire at the comic exhibition opened in Xiyuan Square today has been found out. It was because the Ouyang Group cut corners and materials to build the stage."

Luo Xiaoxiao was a little confused, so: "Is the stage that fell down built by the Ouyang Group?"

Han Oasis shrugged her shoulders: "Well, Ouyang Muyu probably doesn't know about this kind of thing."

He definitely doesn't know how a president can manage such a small matter.

Ouyang Muyu stood in front of the stall for a long time, so long that the young boy on the opposite side almost suspected him, so he moved a little and picked out a few apples that looked good.

When paying the bill, Ouyang Muyu finally opened his mouth, took out his mobile phone, and called up Ouyang Lin's photo: "Do you know him?"

The boy froze for a moment, thought for a moment, and then said cautiously: "Why are you looking for him?"

Ouyang Muyu didn't think much, and said directly: "He's dead."

The expression on the boy's face disappeared for a long time, and it took about ten minutes before he recovered bit by bit like a cracked surface: "Oh."

He lowered his eyes, hiding the pain in his own eyes very well.

"I heard from my uncle's friend that he often comes to your place to buy fruit." Ouyang Muyu patiently waited until the boy regained consciousness before asking.

The boy nodded and asked sadly, "Is he your uncle?"

"En." Ouyang Muyu responded.

"He comes here often, he's a very good person." The boy's face was full of reminiscence, and he looked very careful. When he talked about Ouyang Lin, his eyes seemed to have a gleam of light.

"Apart from buying fruit, does he have other things to do?" Ouyang Muyu asked expressionlessly.

The boy thought about it carefully, and still looked cautious: "Does chatting count? He likes chatting with me very much, saying that I am like an old friend of his."

Ouyang Muyu was shocked, as if he had found a breakthrough: "Did he mention the name?"

"No." The boy shook his head, "But I talked about some things between them, and said..."

"What?" The urgency in Ouyang Muyu's eyes became more and more obvious.

The boy was startled, and swallowed his saliva: "Actually, I didn't say anything, I just said that they had a good time, but something happened later, and the two became more and more distant."

"What specifically, did he mention it?" Ouyang Muyu frowned tightly, and at the same time cast her probing eyes on the boy.

He knows most of the people around Ouyang Lin. This 'old man' should be regarded as an insider. This person should know something.

But no matter how Ouyang Muyu looked at it, he couldn't see anyone on the boy's body. On the contrary, it somewhat overlapped with Ouyang Lin in his memory.

"No, I said it was because of a woman, a man." The boy suddenly laughed lowly, smiling, and tears came out of his laughter, "How funny, I never figured it out. Because a woman can still understand, but because a Man, why on earth?"

Ouyang Muyu frowned slightly, and there was a bit of contempt in the corners of his eyes.

The boy caught it when he looked up, and immediately wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it. If you don't want these fruits, I'll replace them with some new ones."

"I don't have any other reasons, I just feel a little uncomfortable." Ouyang Muyu explained.

The boy nodded, and after a long silence, he suddenly asked, "Can you tell me why your uncle died?"

Ouyang Muyu pursed her lips, and finally said: "Suicide."

The boy trembled all over, his white face became even paler, he squeezed his hands tightly together, and muttered to himself, "I seem to know."

"Know what?" Ouyang Muyu asked.

"It's nothing." The boy didn't want to speak anymore, he just looked at Ouyang Muyu and said, "Can you tell me where he is buried?"

Ouyang Muyu thought for a while: "Exchange."

The boy looked at Ouyang Muyu in embarrassment, and finally shook his head: "Since your uncle didn't tell you, it's probably because he didn't want his family to know, so... I can't tell you."

This is a secret, just keep it in your heart.

There was once a man who, even though he was middle-aged, still lived like a teenager. Every time he came to his booth, he would smile and say, "Good morning."

This person, tell him: I hope you can keep loving.

Love of life, love of life.

No matter how difficult the road ahead is, no matter how inconsistent your preferences are with this world.