good night warlord

Fu Bo was a little anxious, but he had no better reason to stop him.

There's no other way, since I can't stop it, I have to help my husband take care of the young mistress:
"Okay, young lady, I'll go to the garage to see what other cars are there, just wait."

Aunt Zhou is in a hurry. Why did Uncle Fu agree to the young lady to prepare the car? The husband has already said on the phone that he will be back soon. If the young lady is really let go, wouldn't the husband be angry when he comes back?
Aunt Zhou tried her best to wink at Uncle Fu, but Uncle Uncle couldn't understand what she meant. Uncle Fu called and informed Mr. while walking to the garage.

Gu Qingyi waited for Uncle Fu to leave, then walked out.

Aunt Zhou hurriedly put down the box and chased after him, but was dazzled by a dazzling car light.

Gu Qingyi narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the vehicles coming in at the gate of Zhanyuan.

She had waited for him at the door countless times to have dinner with him when he came home, so even though it was night and the distance was still so far, she still knew it was him at the first sight.

The hand hanging by the side gradually turned into a fist.

He lied to her.

Forber said he was on a business trip and that he couldn't make a phone call on the plane.

She should have thought of it, how could he be online by such a coincidence when she was playing the game?

If he was busy with the company, how could he be abused by her so many times in the game.

She's really stupid. He didn't go on a business trip at all, and it's not that he forgot to call her to inform her. He just didn't want to come back to face his own problems.

Cayenne turned around the garden and stopped firmly at the gate. The rear door opened. Gu Qingyi endured it all the time and did not go forward, but when she saw the handsome man standing in front of her covered in frost, she turned around and walked away. He walked upstairs quickly, and soon, there was the sound of the door slamming hard upstairs.

Aunt Zhou couldn't help but flinch when she heard the heavy slamming of the door, and suddenly felt a little frightened.

Turning around, I saw my husband walking up the steps in a cool suit:

"Sir, aren't you on a business trip?"

Aunt Zhou asked a little puzzled.

Uncle Fu also came back from the garage at this time. Seeing that Yan had arrived home during the war, he forgot to press the number he just dialed:

"gentlemen?"

During the war, Yan had no time to explain to the two of them:
"I'll go upstairs first to see Yibao'er."

Only then did Aunt Zhou react:

"Yes, you should hurry up, the young lady looks very angry."

During the war, Yan's eyes darkened, his tall and straight body tensed, and he lifted his feet and walked upstairs.

Seeing the lonely suitcase on the stairs, he squeezed his palms and brought the suitcase to the door of the master bedroom.

Gu Qingyi heard a knock on the door, and his voice:

"Yibaoer, open the door."

She was very angry, very angry, and she couldn't tell whether she was angry with him or herself.

"Aren't you going on a business trip? Aren't you going for three days? At dinner, Forbe said you were on the plane. Did you come back by rocket?"

The little girl kept questioning, and every question she asked was very sharp. If he couldn't tell her the truth, then he wouldn't have to enter this door today.

"Sorry, I asked Forber to say that. I didn't go on a business trip, nor did I get on the plane."

"Then why don't you go home? The company is busy, so why lie?"

That was the final question she was going to ask.

Even if he can't forget his childhood sweetheart, she is willing to give him time to help him forget it together. She doesn't believe that the decades of rest of her life will not be worth the friendship she grew up with, and she doesn't believe that she can't compare to Gong Yimian .

But why did he lie, why did he escape.

The past is always remembered more deeply when you deliberately don't mention it. She is very afraid, afraid that it's not that he can't forget it, but that he doesn't want to forget it.

There was a silence outside, and Gu Qingyi was standing at the door, as long as he took a step, she could open the door.

However, the more she was silent, the colder her heart became, and the tighter her hands clenched.

She didn't even notice the pain of nails piercing into the flesh, because all her attention was focused on her own hearing, for fear of missing his words.

After a long time, until Gu Qingyi thought he had already left, she heard him speak slowly:
"You want to know about my childhood, don't you?"

The little girl's eyes lit up. Although she didn't turn on the light, her full eyes were shining brightly in the darkness. She forgot that there was still a door between herself and Yan Yan at the time of war, so she nodded nervously. Only then did he realize that he couldn't see, so he hurriedly agreed:

"Correct."

She actually doesn't want to know if she and Zhan Shiyan knew each other before. What she wants more now is for him to face the past.

"Come out, I'll tell you."

Hearing his deep voice, Gu Qingyi felt a lump in her throat.

He must have gone through a lot of inner struggle before deciding to tell her.

Gu Qingyi slowly raised her hand to cover the doorknob. The doorknob was very cold, and the coolness seemed to spread towards her heart along her fingertips.

Perhaps, after opening the door, what she will hear is a story that makes her heartache more sad than what Gong Yimian has described. The past that belongs to him and Gong Yimian must be beautiful like a fairy tale.

But those good things have nothing to do with her.

She opened the door resolutely.

Lu Qingyi clearly saw the man's deep and dark eyes sparkle brightly the moment she appeared. Although it passed by briefly, it was enough to make her happy.

"I'm coming out, tell me."

The man didn't speak in a hurry, but stretched out his hand towards her, holding her little hand firmly:

"Follow me to the study."

Hearing the word "study room", Gu Qingyi's heart couldn't help beating. Should he tell himself about those letters or take him to see that old photo album?
Looking up at the tall man walking in front, she always thought that there would be nothing that could stop him, but she never expected that he, who is powerful in the mall, would feel struggling because of his children's affection.

Her eyes flickered, perhaps, it was because he was so affectionate that he had accidents in his previous life because he wanted to find himself.

To him, he is also very important.

After entering the study, Zhan Shiyan raised his hand to turn on the light, then led her to sit in front of the desk.

On the desk, the old photo album was quietly placed there. During the war, Yan sat sideways in front of her, then turned on the desk lamp, and pressed his knuckle fingers on the photo album.

"Inside, is my childhood."

He spoke very slowly and his voice was very low. Gu Qingyi raised her eyes to look at his expression, and found that his eyes were fixed on the photo album, deep and heavy, like thick ink smudged in his eyes .

Gu Qingyi also shifted her gaze from his face to the photo album:
"can I see?"

During the war, Yan did not answer, but responded with actions. His pretty fingertips flipped through the old photo album with faded covers in front of Gu Qingyi...