Prosperous Beauty System

Hua Ling stood at the door of the room, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with unusually cold eyes, as if he was rushing back to the meeting.

He raised his head, glanced around the room, and finally landed on Man Yue. "Have you packed it?" He said lightly, his expression hadn't changed since he entered the door.

Man Xi locked the suitcase, stood up, and looked at Hua Ling with a frown, "Why is Mr. Hua here?" He didn't like Hua Ling, only vigilant.

Grandpa walked to the edge of the bed and sat down on crutches, and said slowly, "I asked Mr. Hua to come over."

He turned his head and smiled at Hua Ling, with a very kind look on his face, as if Hua Ling was his grandson, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Hua."

Hua Ling raised his eyebrows, "You're welcome, sir." He walked up to Man Yue, reached out and lifted the suitcase on the ground, "Is this the only suitcase?" He asked with a frown.

Man Yue turned her head away from him, turned around to get another suitcase, "Don't bother Mr. Hua, I've already booked the ticket."

He couldn't imagine the scene of returning to Ningcheng in Hualing's car, even if there were others present, he would feel flustered, let alone the two of them alone?

As if he didn't hear what he said, Hua Ling raised his wrist and looked at the time, "Get ready, I'll go downstairs first." After saying that, he was about to pull the suitcase out of the room.

"Mr. Hua!" Manxi stretched out his hand to stop him, but was knocked on the arm by the grandfather stretching out his crutch.

"Grandpa?" He stared at Grandpa in disbelief, and complained, "I've already booked a ticket for Mingyue, why do you have to let Mingyue take Mr. Hua's car?"

Grandpa put away his crutches and didn't answer. Wei stood up tremblingly and said to Hua Ling, "I'm going down first, you youngsters have a chat."

Manxi lowered his voice, "Grandpa!"

"Come out with me." Grandpa tapped on crutches, "Go and pack some souvenirs for Mingyue."

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Man Yue lowered his head to pack his things. He was flustered and didn't feel anything strange about his grandfather, but Hua Ling thoughtfully looked back at his grandfather's back.

"What kind of ticket did you book?" After a long silence, Hua Ling asked.

Man Yue didn't want to talk to him, put the things in the suitcase, arranged them neatly, and locked them.

Hua Ling clenched the wrist that he passed by, and pursed his thin lips, as if restraining himself, "Mingyue..." He called out in a low voice.

Man Yue tried her best not to tremble, "Isn't what I said that day clear enough? I beg you, let me go."

Hua Ling's fingers clenched his wrist turned white, "...I also made it very clear." Is there anything he can't compare to Chen Heyu?

A sour emotion welled up in Man Yue's heart, "I really... Please, let me go, let's let each other go? Okay?"

Hua Ling twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to show a trace of coldness, but his heart was filled with panic, and his face turned pale. "Stop talking."

He turned around and hugged Man Yue from behind, his arms were strong, "...don't say any more, your heart is made of stone." So it won't hurt if you stab a knife in his heart.

The mist began to form in the eyes of the full moon again, "...my heart is not made of stone." He spoke with a choked voice.

Deep in his memory, there was also such a person who spoke in a trembling voice beside his ear, "...your heart is made of stone."

Man Yue opened his misty eyes, and tried hard to break his hand away, "Enough, let go, I should go."

Hua Ling gritted his teeth and pushed him away, "What about Ning Ke? You want to get rid of me, what about Ning Ke?!" He wanted to ask, without me, who will help you get rid of Ning Ke?

Man Yue wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand, her eyes turned red, "That's my business!"

After saying that, he picked up the suitcase on the floor, turned around and walked towards the door.

The door was tightly closed, and Man Yue reached out to open the door, but was pushed against the wall, and the suitcase in his hand was also pulled away violently.

His shoulder blades hit the wall, causing severe pain, Man Yue held back tears, "What the hell do you want—!"

Before he could finish speaking, Hua Ling pressed on him.

Whether it is misty rain in April or violent storm, the full moon can only hold on to each other's shoulders and cannot bear it.His body was in severe pain again, which was even more unbearable than the dull pain in his shoulder, and he couldn't restrain himself from crying.

In a daze, he seemed to hear a knock on the door, Man Yue's heart constricted, and someone spoke beside his ear, "...don't move, wait a little longer."

Man Yue's consciousness was not so clear, his throat moved, and he wanted to nod, but he felt that nodding was extremely difficult, his head sank, and he fell directly into Hua Ling's arms.

Manxi waited downstairs for half an hour, raising his watch from time to time to check the time. Seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock and the full moon hadn't come downstairs yet, his heart tightened, and he glanced at his grandfather who was sitting on the sofa and was about to lift feet upstairs.

"Where are you going?" Although Grandpa is old, he is still very energetic. He glanced at Manxi out of the corner of his eye, and knocked on the floor with his cane, "Come here, watch TV with the old man."

Manxi had already reached the stairs, and when he heard his grandfather's words, he couldn't help but stop, "Grandpa, why do you have to let Mingyue go back with that Mr. Hua?" There was a thorn in his heart, which made his heart ache .

Grandpa picked up the teacup with trembling hands, his hands were shaking, and the teacup was shaking too, "Isn't this good, Mr. Hua is going back to Ningcheng, and Mingyue will go back with him, so your grandma and I won't have to worry. "

Manxi had an intuition that this was not the truth of his grandfather. There was a gloomy look in his eyes, and he walked towards the third floor.

Grandpa took a sip of tea and watched TV with a cane. After a long time, he bowed his waist and sighed.

Man Xi walked to the door of Man Yue's room, reached out and knocked on the door, "Ming Yue, haven't you cleaned up yet?" He could feel the weirdness between Hua Ling and Ming Yue, but he didn't want to think about it.

After a while, the door opened, revealing Hua Ling's indifferent and heartless face. He was handsome and handsome, with long body and legs. At this moment, he became impatient, as cold as a piece of ice.

Manxi's eyes sank, "Where's Mingyue?"

Hua Ling gave him a cold look, then lowered his head to button the buttons on his cuffs, "He's still packing up." The buttons on his cuffs are very valuable, and they look as luxurious as his own.

Man Xi didn't speak, and was about to go in with his body sideways. Hua Ling stretched out his hand to block it, and he leaned on the door and said softly, "You want to go in when he changes his clothes?"

Man Xi suffocated, many things flashed through his mind, and before the thorn in his heart completely pierced his heart, Man Yue came out.

"Second brother?" His face was a little pale, except that his clothes had been changed, his expression and movements were the same.