[Chapter 68 Chapter 68 Being sold to the Golden Triangle: The sadistic story of Bai Yueguang (68)]
"Ah Qing."
The young man holding the flowers called out.
Yan Qing turned around and gave him a brilliant smile, which immediately made him happy.
"Thank you for your kindness, brother." She nodded slightly to Rosier and turned to walk towards Agang.
Mr. Hu crushed the cigarette in his hand, his eyes filled with affection, like a flower that had lost nutrients and was quickly withering under the scorching sun.
On the other hand, Agang's smile was so curled that it almost reached behind his ears, and joy dyed his handsome face red.
Yan Qing took the flowers from his hand and hugged him tightly through the flowers.
"I'm sorry, Agang." She lowered her eyes, unable to bear the disappointment on the boy's face, and walked out of his arms with the flowers, walking towards Mr. Hu.
A tear fell into the bright rose in front of Mr. Hu.
The joy in Agang's eyes disappeared in an instant, and the upward curve of his lips froze.
He raised his hand but it stopped in mid-air: "Ah Qing, why?"
Why did you abandon him again?
Yan Qing paused as she was about to get into the car. She did not look back, and the guilty and lost look on her face was only seen by the man next to her.
Mr. Hu's heart, which was full of joy that she chose him, suddenly fell into an abyss.
Without even glancing at anyone else, he got into the car and told the driver to set off.
I don't want to give Yan Qing any room for regret.
The moment the car started, Yan Qing couldn't help but look back, staring at the boy's lonely figure which gradually turned into a black dot and then disappeared.
Since she couldn't see anyone, she stared at the flowers in her hand.
Mr. Hu put his hands on the car window so hard that veins throbbed. Seeing her melancholy and sad look, he couldn't help but ask, "Why not him?"
After asking, he felt a little regretful because he knew the answer would not be what he wanted to hear.
Yan Qing raised his eyes to look at him, his expression indifferent: "Because rotten people like me and my husband should fight each other instead of hurting an innocent person."
"Ah Qing." The man held her in his arms and took a deep breath, "I regret it. From the moment I sent you away, I already felt regretful."
His ash-gray eyes were stained with sadness, and he kept repeating "I'm sorry".
Yan Qing frowned and pushed him: "Sir, you are crushing my flowers."
In her eyes, he was not even as good as a bouquet of flowers given by others.
Mr. Hu unconsciously loosened his hand and looked at her with complicated eyes. His heart was torn into pieces like a spider web, and it hurt so much that he could hardly breathe.
A Gang stood in the wind for a long time, watching the car go away.
The loss in his eyes was soon replaced by a diffuse darkness, as if the roar of waves born from the depths of the sea finally broke through the horizontal surface.
Waiting to destroy everything.
Rosier leaned against the door and said calmly, "Ah, the abandoned puppy has no home."
He was answered by a quick and short gunshot.
Rosier waved away the guards on both sides, and without changing the smile on his face, he walked towards the young man: "Are you angry because of shame?"
Ah Gang was no longer the naive and innocent person he was in front of Yan Qing. The murderous aura that had been hidden for a long time surrounded his body, making his handsome face look much colder.
Now he is more like a knife drawn from its sheath, and anyone who touches him may get hurt.
"Just fart if you have to." He leaned against the car and impatiently pulled at the tie he had tied specially to meet Yan Qing.
"We may be able to cooperate as we share the same goal." Rosier shrugged. "Don't you think the Yuanlong Club is too small?"
Ah Gang looked him straight in the eye: "You are right."
The current Yuanlong Club is indeed too small, so small that it cannot accommodate Aqing's heart.
He knew that A Qing hated Mr. Hu.
But how can there be hatred without love?
The two men looked at each other and tacitly stood on the same front.
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Yan Qing was brought by Mr. Hu to the apartment where she had many memories. In the glass greenhouse, the red-robed priestess she planted with her own hands was still blooming vigorously.
The man still held her hand and took her through every familiar place.
She still looked indifferent, as if she had no interest in anything.
"Remember, you once took the most care of them?" Mr. Hu put his arm around her waist and cast his gentle eyes towards the blooming flower fields.
Yan Qing said coldly: "Sir, now I prefer Corolla."
Corolla was the bouquet of roses that Agang gave her. She carefully kept it in a vase and tended to it every day.
Mr. Hu's face was visibly pale, and his ash-gray eyes were dull in pain.
His little girl had told him with her attitude.
The Red Patriarch is the past, Corolla is the present.
The past will eventually be replaced by the present.
"Boss, something bad has happened!" The man's confidant hurried over.
Mr. Hu glanced at Yan Qing, stroked her long, smooth hair, and said gently, "If you need anything, tell Mrs. Zhou. I'll be back soon."
Yan Qing spoke in his pleading eyes: "Go."
Just a simple response was enough to heal the dense scars on his heart.
"Wait for me." He raised the corners of his lips, his eyes sparkled, and his face became more lively.
After he left, Yan Qing picked a flower from the bush and peeled off the thorns on the branches one by one.
Agang is not as docile as he appears.
No matter how well-behaved a puppy is, there will be times when it will show its claws behind its owner's back.
What's more, there is an even more restless Rossier.
For the next period of time, Mr. Hu went out early and came back late, looking exhausted. It was obvious that he was exhausted by the open and covert attacks from Agang and Rossier.
Qian Kang recently went to Myanmar and became a hands-off boss. Jin Yuanxiu was terrified, fearing that Rocky, who was ignorant of the consequences, would suddenly jump out and bite her.
Since the two people above are not doing their jobs properly, Mr. Hu's burden is naturally heavier.
Yan Qing's attitude softened, and the man treated her more attentively. After she mentioned that she didn't like having her freedom restricted, he specially hired a young Chinese girl to accompany her shopping.
Those who kept her safe followed, but didn't get too close to get in her way.
At night, the two of them lay on the same bed, with Yan Qing held tightly in his arms.
"What will it take for Ah Qing to forgive me?"
The man's anxious breathing rose and fell on her body.
Yan Qingming's beautiful face was like a spring flower after rain. She curled her lips and smiled: "Maybe when you can be like Ah Gang and execute those who try to hurt me without regard for the consequences."
Hearing the sarcasm in her words, Mr. Hu was stunned.
"Sir, aren't you afraid that I came back to kill you?" Yan Qing took the initiative to climb onto his broad shoulders with both hands.
The man hugged her soft waist tightly and whispered in her ear: "I want to die on Ah Qing now."
"Please, Aqing, kill me with all your strength."
Yan Qing laughed softly, and the two of them seemed to have returned to the days when they were in love.
Be frank in bed, without any barriers.
While Mr. Hu was busy dealing with the expansion of Yuanlonghui, one of Jin Yuanxiu's experimental bases was exposed and the sea of flowers under the cliff was destroyed by a forest fire.
At that time, Yan Qing had just picked up a tailor-made dress from an old-fashioned cheongsam shop, preparing to attend Qian Kang's birthday party.
She took out the gift she had prepared for Mr. Hu, and the man happily hugged her when he saw it.
He held her and spun her around like a young boy who had just fallen in love.
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