Rebirth of the giants: the chief lady is too ferocious

Qiao An glanced at Lu Junsheng, and said, "Second brother, you will come back next year, and stick to it for another year."

When Lu Junsheng heard that Qiao An asked him to persist for another year, he said with a mournful face, "An An, you have to know that there are 360 ​​and five days in a year."

"Well, it will pass soon." Qiao An really felt that a year was not long, and a year passed in the blink of an eye.

For Lu Junsheng who lives 360 days a year, it is really a kind of slow suffering.

"There are 760 hours and 52 minutes. Is it difficult?" Lu Junsheng became more and more sad as he spoke.

"Hehe! Second brother, don't scare yourself!" Qiao An said as he saw Lu Junsheng counting his days.

For others, a year passed quickly, but for Lu Junsheng who was alone in a foreign land, it really felt like years!

"Second brother, don't count the days, you live as before, and the days will flow away like running water." Qiao An really felt that time passed too fast.

In a blink of an eye, it has been six years.

She died in a car accident six years ago, and she, who had been separated from her family for six years, came back again.

Although things are different, she is still alive.

How she gritted her teeth and survived these six years, only she knows.

"Do you really want to stay?" Qiao An refused to agree to leave with Lu Junsheng, he still asked unwillingly.

Joan smiled like a star in the night sky, nodded, "Well, no."

Lu Junsheng closed his eyes in disappointment, "An'an, you're not here..." He counted down one by one, how he lived after she left him.

"Well, I miss my second brother too." She responded from time to time, saying a few words of missing her.

Lu Junsheng talked a lot, and he didn't close his mouth until he was tired and fell into a deep sleep.

"Second brother!" Qiao An looked at Lu Junsheng who was sleeping, and called softly.

After calling twice and getting no response, she gently lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Mu Jinnian fell asleep on Qiao An's bed with a cigarette in his hand.

After Joan opened the door and entered the room, he frowned immediately when he smelled the smoke in the room.

He fanned it in front of his nose with his hand, trying to drive away the choking smell of smoke.

When Mu Jinnian saw Qiao An coming in, he immediately extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

Looking at the cigarette butts in the ashtray of the bedside table, Joan frowned, "Smoking less."

Mu Jinnian glanced at the dial on his wrist, said nothing, but tilted the corner of his mouth.

The corner of her mouth tilted almost imperceptibly, and was caught by Qiao An Minrui's eyes, knowing that he thought she had stayed with Lu Junsheng for too long.

"Second brother, I just fell asleep." Qiao An's words were also an explanation.

But her explanation is really useless to a man whose wife is occupied by others.

Mu Jinnian was very angry at Lu Junsheng's inexplicable occupation of his wife.

Of course, our President Mu has been very angry recently, and he has lost his composure, not as calm as before.

Mr. Mu just thought about it carefully while his beloved girl was away, and felt that he could no longer act impulsively.

Having practiced in the business circle for so long, if he capsizes in a crowd of women, not to mention the shame of spreading the word, even he himself will feel ashamed to face others.

Therefore, Mr. Mu, who has always been calm, responded calmly, "Yeah."

Qiao An looked at Mu Jinnian, without any emotional response, she couldn't figure out which song he was going to sing.

"It's getting late, you go back to sleep!" Qiao An persuaded Mu Jinnian to go back to sleep with good words.

He already had a child with another woman, so it was really inconvenient for him to stay.

"Yeah." Mr. Mu, who had been wanting to insist on not leaving, responded readily again.

Joan happily narrowed his eyes and looked at him warily.

Mu Jinnian responded, and really stood up from the bed, as if he was about to leave.

Mu Jinnian walked out, and when he came to Qiao An's side, he said, "Do you have a needle here?"

"No, what do you need the needle for?" Joan didn't understand what to do with finding the needle in the middle of the night.

When Mu Jinnian heard Qiao An say no, he shook his head lightly, "Forget it, when he crawled over from the terrace just now, his feet slipped and he fell directly on the wooden board, and his hand was stabbed. "

"Fortunately, it's just that the board wobbled, and the person didn't fall..." Mu Jinnian talked about the shocking scene just now.

Joan's heart was beating when she heard it, and when she heard him say that her feet slipped, the board swayed, and she almost fell, after these thrilling words, her internal organs tugged together.

Heartache, fear, fear, the picture of him falling from such a high place kept appearing in his mind.

Such a tragic picture, the desperate picture of colliding with her all appeared in her mind, and she immediately looked at Mu Jinnian.

The sympathetic fear made her stretch out her hand involuntarily, grabbing the person who was about to leave.

"Did it hurt anywhere?" There was a trill in her concerned words.

She looked at him with a pale face, fearing that he might be seriously injured.

"No, it's just a thorn in my hand." Mu Jinnian stretched out his hand.

Sure enough, Qiao An saw a red spot on the palm of his hand, and in the tender white flesh, he could clearly see a sawdust thorn stuck in the flesh.

"Wait a minute, I'll go find a needle." Qiao An told Mu Jinnian not to leave, she was going to find a needle and help him pick out the thorn.

There was no sewing needle at home, and Joan searched for a long time before finding a pin.

"There is no needle, only this one, it's a little thick, bear with it." Qiao An said to Mu Jinnian.

Mu Jinnian nodded, and Joan pulled him to sit in front of the window.

Joan turned on the flashlight function of the phone, "You take it."

Mu Jinnian took the phone and held it in the palm of his hand.

Joan lowered his head, held the needle in one hand, and pinched the pricked place with the thumb and index finger of the other hand.

Joan pinched it vigorously, and then slowly opened the transparent skin with a needle, peeling off the thorn.

After Joan peeled off the thorn, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Does it hurt?" Qiao An looked at Mu Jinnian.

"It doesn't hurt." He stretched out his hand to hold the hand she was about to withdraw.

She struggled hard, seeing that the hand held by him could not be pulled back, and as he struggled, he tightened his strength, so she simply stopped struggling.

Mu Jinnian looked at Qiao An, rolled his Adam's apple a few times, and said, "Just now, when you were not around, I reflected on it."

At this point, he paused and looked at her.

She knelt beside him, with her head bowed, her shoulder-length hair was coiled on her head, and a few strands fell down.

These few strokes of broken hair added a bit of playfulness to her.

Holding her wrist with one hand, he raised her jaw with the other, making her look at him.

"As for the matter between me and He Chuxia, I really didn't handle it well." Mu Jinnian blamed himself.

Qiao An was a little excited when he heard Mu Jinnian mention He Chuxia.

Her heart hurts like being cut with a knife.