Quan Qiao thought about it and turned the car towards the Blue Coast.
upstairs.
Fu Yi, Lin Lanyi and Gu Fei were having dinner.
Fu Yi, who used to be aloof and indifferent, was absent-minded at this moment.
Quan Mo's words today kept appearing in his mind.
Quan Qiao is crying.
But she refused to tell him anything...
A melodramatic idol drama was playing on the TV in the restaurant.
The heroine in the play gazes at the hero with love:
"Because I like you and love you, no matter what happens, I want to share it with you.
I want to share with you yesterday’s wind, today’s rain, and my mood at any moment...”
Lin Lanyi got goosebumps from watching it: "Oh my god, what kind of melodrama is this? It's so corny!
But honestly, that's what being a couple is like. If there's no sharing, how can you still be called a couple? That's definitely not true love!"
A layer of frost suddenly covered Fu Yi's indifferent face.
Seeing this, Gu Fei coughed twice.
Lin Lanyi came back to his senses and asked doubtfully:
"Fu Qi, why do you look so grim? Could it be that your sister-in-law won't share anything with you?"
Fu Yi's expression was stern and cold.
Lin Lanyi was shocked for a moment: "Oh my God, this can't be true? Logically speaking, my sister-in-law likes you very much, she would definitely not hide anything from you..."
Fu Yi put down the cutlery with a "click" sound and said, "I'm full, enjoy your meal."
After saying this, he stood up and went straight into his room.
The door closed and everything became quiet.
The wardrobe door was not closed, and the white shirt in the corner was particularly conspicuous.
When Fu Yi saw the bright red number left by the lipstick on it, Quan Qiao’s actions that day came to his mind again.
As she said, she was not with him out of love.
How can there be love for someone who only has one clear night?
He sat on the sofa in a somewhat irritable manner, tugging at his tie.
But he couldn't help but think of Quan Qiao sleeping soundly in his arms.
She was already crying, so why should he, a grown man, care about it?
As long as a woman cries, anything can be forgiven.
Why bother with a little woman?
Fu Yi comforted himself in this way, took out his cell phone and prepared to send a message to Quan Qiao.
But as soon as I opened the chat box, I saw the chat history between the two of them, which was full of her teasing and ridicule.
At once……
No care in the world.
It's totally a sex-related relationship.
Fu Yi's emotions, which had just settled for a moment, suddenly surged up again.
He tilted his head back, took a gulp of liquor, and his Adam's apple rolled.
Quan Qiao, does she have a heart?
*
On the asphalt road.
Quan Qiao had changed her clothes and vehicle and was driving forward.
Suddenly, she sneezed with a "yawn".
It's strange. Why would I sneeze in such a hot day?
Quan Qiao didn't think much about it, turned the steering wheel and drove forward.
When she saw an entry-level BMW, her eyes changed and she stepped on the accelerator and drove forward.
The car moved sideways and gracefully, blocking the way in front of the BMW.
The BMW was so scared that it turned right and was forced into a parking space on the side of the road.
Jing Xiao angrily opened the car door and got out, cursing:
"Who the hell is driving without seeing? I'm going to dig your eyes out today!"
As he spoke, he walked to the front of the car and raised his hand to knock on the door:
"Get down here! Don't you know I'm in a bad mood today? I'm going to teach you how to behave!"
"Oh? Who are you going to teach a lesson?"
A cold and gloomy voice was heard.
The car window slowly rolled down.
The woman in the driver's seat had a delicate and three-dimensional face that was fully displayed.
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