Chapter 792
"..." Mu Chuqing lost her smile. She didn't expect that the left wing like wood had become so sweet.
The left did not speak. In fact, what he said is true.
If she was beautiful three years ago, then the face now is perfect and beautiful.
Yes, no one will make an ugly person!
But no matter how it changes, the things in her bones will never disappear!
In the past three years, she has a unique temperament, blooming in her body.
After so many years of suffering, how can the experience of two people's feelings be enough?
Should know all know, since the pain of the pain, the pain also hurt, the cry also cried, so if two people no longer together, it is really too sad——
"So madam, when will you come back with me?"
Mu Chuqing didn't speak for a long time. She got up and put the photos scattered on the ground back into the box one by one. Then she picked up the mottled photos and stopped.
His hand trembled and rubbed the dazzling red on the photo, then slipped through the obvious cracks. His eyes gradually lost focus and fell into meditation.
The heart of the left wing suddenly pulled up, such silence, let him a little nervous.
I'm afraid she really will let go.
"I'll go back --"
She can't live up to the affection he gave her!
And she believed it!!
In his life, the only place that belongs to her has been!
-
The early spring of Fucheng is still a bit cold. The spring breeze is cold, swaying the branches. Under the black windbreaker, it is wrapped with a cold and silent heart.
Mu Chuqing followed a group of garden company partners to sit in the huge box of Jinhua club.
His face was cold and his eyes were shining through the glass in the box, looking out of the dark window.
In the whole box, there was a lot of excitement, but she was the only one who seemed out of place. On a beautiful face, she was not totally indifferent. She just sat quietly with a cool expression.
Maybe she was used to her appearance, so everyone naturally didn't pay attention to him, and made up with the rich man this time.
"Mr. Wang, we are honored to have your approval. Why spend so much money?"
Fu Ming, the leader of the second group of Zhaopeng garden company where mu Chuqing works, is in his thirties. Although he keeps company with flowers and plants all day, the most basic thing to survive in this society is how to compliment the rich man with his head and mouth.
"Oh, Mr. Fu, you have to worry too much. This meal is really indispensable. A small reward can't make you respect. In the future, you'll have to trouble some of you."
Mu Chuqing's vision takes back from the window head, Mou Guang swept a circle in this private room.
Jinhua club, she has not been here.
Only in three years, it seems that it has been renovated and the level has been improved a lot.
The decoration and treatment of this private room is undoubtedly the top treatment of the president's private room.
Every set of equipment in the room is complete, and the secrecy is excellent. Even the corridor is quiet. It is absolutely not a place where ordinary people can go in and out at will.
The yellow light in the corridor is extremely quiet, and the extravagance is obvious.
On this floor, it seems that only their private room is occupied at the moment, and it is very busy.
Mu Chuqing's eyes simply scan around. At last, his eyes pause for a few seconds on the empty seat next to Mr. Wang at the wine table.
The left did not speak. In fact, what he said is true.
If she was beautiful three years ago, then the face now is perfect and beautiful.
Yes, no one will make an ugly person!
But no matter how it changes, the things in her bones will never disappear!
In the past three years, she has a unique temperament, blooming in her body.
After so many years of suffering, how can the experience of two people's feelings be enough?
Should know all know, since the pain of the pain, the pain also hurt, the cry also cried, so if two people no longer together, it is really too sad——
"So madam, when will you come back with me?"
Mu Chuqing didn't speak for a long time. She got up and put the photos scattered on the ground back into the box one by one. Then she picked up the mottled photos and stopped.
His hand trembled and rubbed the dazzling red on the photo, then slipped through the obvious cracks. His eyes gradually lost focus and fell into meditation.
The heart of the left wing suddenly pulled up, such silence, let him a little nervous.
I'm afraid she really will let go.
"I'll go back --"
She can't live up to the affection he gave her!
And she believed it!!
In his life, the only place that belongs to her has been!
-
The early spring of Fucheng is still a bit cold. The spring breeze is cold, swaying the branches. Under the black windbreaker, it is wrapped with a cold and silent heart.
Mu Chuqing followed a group of garden company partners to sit in the huge box of Jinhua club.
His face was cold and his eyes were shining through the glass in the box, looking out of the dark window.
In the whole box, there was a lot of excitement, but she was the only one who seemed out of place. On a beautiful face, she was not totally indifferent. She just sat quietly with a cool expression.
Maybe she was used to her appearance, so everyone naturally didn't pay attention to him, and made up with the rich man this time.
"Mr. Wang, we are honored to have your approval. Why spend so much money?"
Fu Ming, the leader of the second group of Zhaopeng garden company where mu Chuqing works, is in his thirties. Although he keeps company with flowers and plants all day, the most basic thing to survive in this society is how to compliment the rich man with his head and mouth.
"Oh, Mr. Fu, you have to worry too much. This meal is really indispensable. A small reward can't make you respect. In the future, you'll have to trouble some of you."
Mu Chuqing's vision takes back from the window head, Mou Guang swept a circle in this private room.
Jinhua club, she has not been here.
Only in three years, it seems that it has been renovated and the level has been improved a lot.
The decoration and treatment of this private room is undoubtedly the top treatment of the president's private room.
Every set of equipment in the room is complete, and the secrecy is excellent. Even the corridor is quiet. It is absolutely not a place where ordinary people can go in and out at will.
The yellow light in the corridor is extremely quiet, and the extravagance is obvious.
On this floor, it seems that only their private room is occupied at the moment, and it is very busy.
Mu Chuqing's eyes simply scan around. At last, his eyes pause for a few seconds on the empty seat next to Mr. Wang at the wine table.