Bian Boyan was an accident in her life.
An accident that I don’t want to forget.
Everyone on the plane saw that Wu Qiao was not in good condition.
Dongfang Jin had originally closed his eyes to rest, but at this moment Bond gently pulled his arm and took out his clothes.
After a stern look, the other party pointed at the place where Wu Qiao was sitting.
Following the direction of the other person's finger, Dongfang Jin saw the little apprentice wiping his tears with his head down.
This kind of silent crying almost never stopped.
My eyes have been swollen for a few days.
Everyone knows that this is not a good thing, but... no matter who it happens to, it will be difficult to let go.
What’s more, it’s Bian Boyan!
The man who loved Wu Qiao to the core.
"Sir, please go and persuade Qiao Qiao."
"The heart needs medicine to heal it, and there's nothing I can do."
Dongfang Jin sighed depressedly. Although he knew that his apprentice would be like this, knowing was one thing and being helpless was another.
Seeing that Dongfang Jin was unwilling to help, Bond had no choice but to give up.
But as time passed, Wu Qiao's eyes became more swollen.
Even worse, not eating or drinking.
"Sister-in-law, you can't go on like this."
Finally, Xiong Zan couldn't bear it anymore, squatted beside Wu Qiao, and said softly.
"Qiao Qiao, everyone is waiting for you to come back. Although I know you are very sad, your body has finally recovered and you can't cause any more harm.
Otherwise, Mr. Bian wouldn’t have done it in vain…”
As an excellent mercenary, Xiong Zan has definitely inherited the "fine tradition" and hits the nail on the head.
When he mentioned Bian Boyan's name, Wu Qiao finally stopped crying.
"Well, thank you. Don't worry, I won't let his death be in vain."
Perhaps he realized that his behavior made everyone worried, so he nodded to everyone, then took out the eye mask, covered his eyes, and went to sleep to rest.
Ten hours later, the helicopter landed on the top floor of the only seven-star hotel in Shanghai.
"You don't look well, so you need to rest."
After two transfers, the group stayed in Shanghai temporarily.
Wu Qiao had no suggestions on where to rest, but when he arrived, he ordered a large table of food.
All the signature dishes of the Seven Star Hotel.
Looking at his little disciple's lips that couldn't move, Dongfang Jin was really afraid that he had eaten too much.
"You've just recovered, so you can't eat too much, especially so much greasy food..."
"Master, I am now as strong as several bulls. This little thing is nothing to me. Besides, I haven't tasted anything for several years. Please be kind to your disciple."
Although her words were a little cold, her little face, which had turned red from eating boiled fish, became even more charming.
Dongfang Jin certainly felt sorry for his little disciple, and he also knew that the other party's physical fitness was extraordinary, so he didn't push too hard.
After dinner, Wu Qiao went straight back to the presidential suite, took out his notebook and started typing.
She hasn't updated in a long time.
Life has to go on, you can't always be decadent.
Xiong Zan was right when he said that Bian Boyan sacrificed his life in the hope that she could live a free and happy life.
Instead of crying and looking sad all day long.
Except for lunch break, Wu Qiao spent the entire afternoon typing.
Perhaps it was because this experience was extraordinary, or perhaps it was because he inherited Bian Boyan's blood.
In short, Wu Qiao's thinking is extremely clear.
I used to be a clumsy writer, but now I can write up to three thousand words per hour.
Until Dongfang Jin came over and called her for dinner.
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