Good Luck:Dear,Come

At this time, the extension suddenly rings again. The two people just look at each other in silence. In the office, apart from one harsh bell after another, there is only the sound of breathing.

For a long time, song Beichuan recovered, grabbed the microphone and said that he planned to distract himself. In short, he didn't know how to deal with Han Tong.

"Hello, this is song Beichuan speaking."

"Boss, your wife came to you just now, I let her go up by herself."

Oh, Shea! As soon as he heard this, song Beichuan's heart seemed to be suddenly thrown into the cold river, frozen into ice, and then crushed by the blender.

"When did it happen?" He closed his eyes to die.

"Maybe ten minutes ago? I didn't see it. I just received a call from a customer... " Song Beichuan didn't finish listening.

It's over. It's over this time He thought.

Han Tong didn't take the door with him after he entered, so if Xiaoqing came up, he must have witnessed the whole scene.

As soon as he throws the microphone, his intuition takes the car key and leaves.

"Wait, where are you going?" Han Tong doesn't understand where his action comes from.

"Xiaoqing, she came up." I leave a word, he has almost stepped out of the office.

"Don't go!" Han Tong yelled, this chased out, do not care about whether the departments around will hear what, "you forget how she treated you?"

But he didn't listen and ran straight to the elevator without looking back.

"Song Beichuan!" Han Tong is so angry that he lifts his feet to pace. He breaks the heel of his shoes and immediately loses his center of gravity. He falls to the ground in a panic. Colleagues in the next department seem to hear the commotion and poke out their heads curiously.

"Sister Han Tong? Why are you sitting on the floor? Do you practice yoga? "

She didn't pay attention to each other, but glared at the direction of song Beichuan's departure, just like thousands of angry grass mud horses galloping past.

Lin Xiaoqing recognized the woman. Although she looked much younger and only met once, she recognized the woman The second wife that song Beichuan later remarried.

So, at the moment when she saw the two lips kissing each other, she should have been angry, but she didn't, so she chose to turn around and leave.

Chest like a boulder to the pressure can not breathe, she hurt, she hated, but can not say.

She didn't know what to do. At this moment, too many thoughts poured into her mind.

At last, she deeply realized how much hurt song Beichuan had been brought by her extramarital affair with Liu Dongqiang. After all, they had known each other for a long time. Is there a possibility that she didn't even dare to think about? For example, their relationship actually germinated and developed long before she signed the divorce agreement?

No, no, no, it's impossible.

Lin Xiaoqing resolutely threw away such an ugly idea, walked quickly to the elevator, and pressed the button to go downstairs like a demon chasing her.

Finally, the elevator came, she stepped into the independent and closed space, tears immediately fell.

She turned and pressed the button on the first floor, but almost at the same time, a tall figure came in It's song Beichuan.

She was stunned for a moment and quickly lowered her head to wipe the tears from her face.

The door of the elevator slowly closed, and the elevator began to move. In the closed narrow space, the two people stood quietly on each side, silent. No one knew how to break the difficult atmosphere.

Until the elevator jingles and reaches the first floor.

Song Beichuan understood that he could not let his wife go out in this way, so when the elevator door opened, he blocked her, leaned over and pressed the door close button continuously.

"You..." Lin Xiaoqing looked up at him in surprise.

"You see that?" He went straight in and asked the doorman.

In the past two years, he has had enough of cold treatment.

In the past, he always believed that cold treatment was the best way to resolve conflicts, but time proved that he was wrong. Past experience told him that cold treatment would only create an ice wall that could not be broken, and it would not preserve each other's feelings.

So this time, he won't choose such a stupid way.

His direct questioning made Lin Xiaoqing speechless for a moment. She was quiet for a few seconds, nodded, and then handed over the heat preservation bag in her hand.

"I just want you to taste this soon..." She pursed her lips, and her voice trembled, as if reciting lines. "In the morning, I tried out the creative dishes required by the wine merchants, which are mainly duck meat, and the seasoning is citrus sauce. I think duck meat is the most suitable for the red wine of farmer's three fists. Later, I felt that the dishes were a little monotonous, so I added the Oriental Fantasy style of emerald cabbage and improved Turkish court sauce It's reasonable... "

Her intention is very obvious, is to change the topic, but song Beichuan did not let her succeed.

"You haven't answered my question," he interrupted. "You've seen it, haven't you?"She looked at him quietly, knowing that she couldn't avoid him this time, so she lowered her head and nodded gently.

"Why aren't you angry when you see it?" He couldn't understand what she was thinking. What should he say?

Today, if he saw any man kiss his wife, he would rush up and wave a fist and kick the man.

"Because of me..." Lin Xiaoqing opened her lips slowly, remembering that she had made him suffer the same pain.

Although she knew it was in her last life, she just couldn't stop feeling guilty.

"I have no right to be angry with you like that." She looks down, vulnerable as a wrongdoer or a loser.

"You're not qualified?" Hearing this, song Beichuan tightened his eyebrows, and his tone was full of inconceivable, "if you are not qualified, who is qualified?"

Lin Xiaoqing is silent, her silence makes him impetuous, half pay, he angrily raised his hand to pull his hair, "well, you also ask, I and her relationship? How can I clarify without you asking? "

Hearing what he said, Lin Xiaoqing looks up at him, but what she sees is the picture of the family's harmony in her last life. Her heart aches violently, and she frowns unconsciously. The shadow is that the heat preservation bag on her hand is stuffed into his arms.

"I know you don't have much," she said, turning away her eyes. "I've not only seen something, but also heard a lot, so I know you don't have much."

But the appearance of her little resentful wife made song Beichuan angry.

"Xiaoqing, look at me," he said. He reached for her chin and made her look into her eyes. "I only love you, OK? As long as you still love me, I will only look at you, so Do you understand? "