After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

"..."

The man's handsome face is so cold that it freezes!

Qiao Yu still said regardless of life and death: "Handsome, I have to criticize you. Since you want to go home with my sister, you still put on that stinky face. Your face now is colder than the temperature of my refrigerator... Be dedicated and smile.”

She gave him a fake smile, gesturing for him to smile back.

As a result, the man's face became even gloomier!

Qiao Yu had no choice but to stand up unsteadily.

She stared at the man's face, touched it with her hand, and couldn't help but sigh: "Ah... this face is really the best of all, and of course, it's also my favorite! Although you have a stinky face, you can't stand up to how handsome you are! Come on! , go home with my sister..."

She tugged on the man's tie, pulling him closer.

"Qiao, Yu!"

Bao Hanshi gritted his teeth and his whole face turned dark.

Qiao Yu was not a good drinker. When he got drunk, he went crazy.

Who is she afraid of right now?

She couldn't even recognize Bao Hanshi, so why would she be afraid of him?

joke.

She patted his handsome face and educated him: "Are you mean? You are so arrogant! You are already a young master, but you still have such a bad temper? You are so handsome, aren't you? You are used to it."

She pulled at his tie.

The man grabbed her wrist and pulled hard.

Qiao Yu fell into his chest.

The four eyes looked at each other for a few seconds——

Qiao Yu suddenly laughed: "It takes a long time, but even a duck can enjoy the initiative."

"Qiao, Yu..."

The man was about to rebuke.

Soft lips suddenly touched his thin lips.

Qiao Yu fell into a daze and soon fell into his arms.

She closed her eyes and muttered: "Sister, I have money... serve wine..."

"..."

Bao Hanshi looked down at her and sighed softly.

Finally he carried her into the car.

He sent her home.

As soon as he put her on the bed, his cell phone rang.

It's Yujingyuan's landline number.

As soon as I picked up the phone, I heard Xiangsi ask: "Dad, how is mom?"

"She was drunk and I sent her home."

"Oh, okay, is mom okay?"

Bo Hanshi glanced at the person on the bed. Although his face was very red, there was no rash. He probably drank wine after taking anti-allergic medicine.

"She's fine."

After hanging up the phone, Bo Hanshi was ready to leave.

When he picked her up at the bar and took her home, he had already done his best.

Just as he was about to leave, Qiao Yu grabbed his trousers.

"When it's cold... don't leave..."

She was dying, and she wanted to be greedy and let him stay with her, even for a moment.

The man paused.

He turned his back to her and stood there with mixed emotions.

In his world, there is no such thing as "hesitation".

But with Qiao Yu, he hesitated and struggled repeatedly, and became unlike himself.

Emotions are so barbaric.

Just like now, he wanted to choose to leave, but in the end, he sat by the bed.

It was as if fate had not given him a chance to choose.

Perhaps a long time ago, something called destiny chose a more difficult path for them.

Qiao Yu was drunk and half-conscious.

It seemed like he was dreaming of some unpleasant memories.

The corners of her eyes were extremely wet and red. She held his hand tightly and murmured to herself over and over again.

She said: "Bao Hanshi...I'm sorry..."

He looked at her, his heart tingling.

He raised his hand to touch her face, but in the end, he froze there.

He withdrew his hand.

Some things, once they happen, will always be like a thorn. You can't pull them out, just press them into your flesh and blood.

The so-called relief is just a self-deceiving "forget it".

Before leaving, he looked back at her deeply.

He went to the bar to pick her up tonight just because she was a lovesick mother.

Apart from this identity, she will have no other identity with him.

Just stop there.

……

After sending Xiangsi to Yujingyuan, Qiao Yu got drunk and slept at home for three days.

On Monday, she went to work in the SY sales department.

When she arrived at the sales department, she met an old customer.

"Mr. Yan?"

Yan Zheng was very happy when he saw her: "Consultant Qiao, I didn't expect us to meet again. But... why do you look so much worse than before? Are you too tired from work recently?"

There was concern in Yan Zheng's deep eyes.

Qiao Yu smiled lightly and said, "Maybe so. Mr. Yan came to the sales office today to buy a house?"

"Oh, I came here today because I want to take a look at the large flat floor I bought last time. If you are free, why don't you take me there?"

"Okay."

Qiao Yu took Yan Zheng to Huanyu International's community.

"I remember it was a unit on the 6th floor of Building 13, right?"

Yan Zheng nodded, "Yes, you remembered correctly."

Qiao Yu took Yan Zheng into Building 6.

Yan Zheng thought of the last time he signed the contract and mentioned it: "It was my fault last time. I originally promised to sign it with you, but I signed it in a hurry. I only thought about it afterwards, maybe your performance was Cut off the beard.”

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Yan, no matter who you sign with, you are still a customer of the group."

Yan Zheng kept looking at Qiao Yu.

His eyes are kind and kind.

Qiao Yu thought there was something dirty on his face, "Mr. Yan, what's wrong?"

"When I first met you, I felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy. It felt like I was meeting my daughter. Consultant Qiao, how old are you?"

"I am 24 this year. How old is the old gentleman's daughter?"

Mentioning this, Yan Zheng's eyes were a little sad, "My daughter was taken away when she was just born. I still haven't found her. She is 24 years old this year."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yan."

"It's okay. Those who don't know are not guilty. I came to the imperial capital this time, firstly because of the company's business development, and secondly, I also wanted to try my luck to see if I could find her. However, after so many years, whether she is alive or dead, she is a The unknown.”

Qiao Yu didn't know how to comfort him, so he just said: "Your daughter must be a lucky person. Old sir, don't be discouraged. Maybe you will be lucky and find your daughter."

"Lend your auspicious words."

After looking at the house, come out of the community.

Yan Zheng said: "Consultant Qiao, I feel like old friends with you right away, why don't you leave me your contact information? From now on, if you are willing, treat me like a long-lasting friend."

Qiao Yu was flattered.

"It's an honor for me to be the old man's lifelong friend. If the old man wants to buy a house in the future... forget it, I may have to leave SY and stop doing real estate sales in the future."

Yan Zheng couldn't help but ask more questions: "Have you found a better job?"

Qiao Yu shook his head, "Not yet, but I want to rest for a while and not think about a new job for the time being."

Yan Zheng handed her his business card.

"If you are interested in my company, you can come to my company and give it a try."

Qiao Yu accepted the business card and handed his own to him.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Yan."

Qiao Yu opened the car door and put Yan Zheng into the car.

When the car drove away, Qiao Yu lowered his head and glanced at the business card——

"Chairman of Fengxing Group, Yan Zheng."