Chapter 149

It's still early. She wanted to go back to Meishu Huating, but when she thought that Lu Shaoqiu might have to send it tomorrow morning, she couldn't bear to think about it. She picked up her mobile phone and put down a list of hotels near the airport.

On the big bed of the hotel, she thought of MI Rui, Lu Shaoqiu and herself. She didn't know why, so she couldn't sleep over and over.

In this way, we can sleep in the early morning.

The curtain was not closed. When I woke up, I was almost dazzled by the bright spring sun all over the window.

Originally, I couldn't wake up. It was the persistent mobile phone ringing all the time.

No matter how well you sleep, you can't wake up.

She took her cell phone to answer.

"Hello, grandma!"

As soon as Qingyao heard the sound, he woke up, sat up on the bed and said respectfully, "good housekeeper Shen!"

"The Civil Affairs Bureau can * today. I wanted to invite you to come together today. You haven't answered the phone. I have something to do this afternoon. Do you have time tomorrow morning?"

Qingyao immediately smiled: "yes, yes, I'm really sorry. I went to bed late last night, so I didn't receive the phone. I'll be there tomorrow morning and wait at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, right?"

"Give me an address and I can pick you up."

"Don't bother housekeeper Shen. I'll see you at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow!"

"OK."

After hanging up his cell phone, Qingyao suddenly fell down on the bed and was so happy that he rolled around on the bed and laughed.

She's finally getting her freedom!

Three years! three years!

Three years have passed since the disaster of yunqingyao, and new hope is ahead!

She looked at the time. It was half past ten in the morning.

There are several missed calls on the mobile phone. It should be the crew.

She called back and told them they didn't have to wait. She had something to do and specially told them not to inform Lu Shaoqiu first. She would find him herself.

As for her current status, the crew listened and listened to her.

It'll be there soon.

She got up quickly, went into the bathroom, washed, came out, spread out her suitcase on the ground and picked up clothes from it.

According to their own style, they picked up a set of sportswear.

Hesitated several times, stuffed it back and picked up a spring dress again.

The long sleeved knee length skirt with white background and red flowers, with a white lady's small coat and a white lady's handbag, is equipped with the whole set of equipment. Qingyao looks at himself in the mirror and suddenly has the feeling of returning to being an artist last year. He wears the clothes, shoes and bags arranged by fan Yue and stylists every day, and lives like a puppet with all kinds of hairstyles designed by them.

But today the puppet is her own choice.

Lu Shaoqiu likes her to dress up like this. What she wants to bring him today is great good news. She must appear in front of him happily.

The short hair is a little short and can't make a lady's hair. There is a disposable amount of styling water in the hotel. Qingyao simply orients his hair to the back and exposes all his forehead.

LAN Siyi is really meticulous. Qingyao never uses cosmetics. LAN Siyi also puts a set of skin care products and color makeup suits in her suitcase, although these villas have always been prepared.

I took something, sat in front of the mirror, and wiped a little on my face according to the order in which the makeup artist applied makeup to me in my memory. Although the craft was very good, I finally felt that the effect was pretty good.

With the color of make-up, the whole person looks much more energetic.

Put the suitcase away, pick it up, check out and go back to Meishu.

Thinking that Lu Shaoqiu might be more excited than her when she heard that she could get the divorce certificate tomorrow, her heart couldn't help pounding.

"Master, can you hurry up?" she urged the taxi driver.

"Sister, I'm already speeding! It's useless for you to rush some things. No matter how you rush, what should happen still happens, don't you think?" the taxi driver is an uncle and speaks very easygoing.

Qingyao smiled: "master, it's true!"

"Sister, I see you laughing so happily. Is it a happy event to rush to?"

"Yes, it's not a big event, but I'm really happy. After all, I waited for three years."

"The happy event that took three years is not a big one. Sister, your heart is very big, ha ha."

"Hey, hey." Qingyao giggled, and his heart was really sweet.

The weather is good and the sun is warm. Under the blue sky, the beautiful villa Huating looks like a continuous palace with high walls, small buildings and gardens. The roof of the small building is more like blooming charming brilliance in the sun.

Everything is so beautiful that Qingyao is moved.

Pay the fare, get off Qingyao, and wave to the taxi driver with a smile.

"Good luck!"

She couldn't help laughing sweeter: "sure!"

The villa area is quiet.

Only the sound of leaves moving and flowers dancing in the wind.

Qing Yao dragged the box through the gate of Lu Shaoqiu's garden.

The door of his home was wide open, and there was a red Maserati super car that Qingyuan had never seen before.

She was stunned and bought a new car again?

Because Lu Shaoqiu never likes outsiders to come here. Except Shi LAN and Qu Ke, they rarely appear in his house unless there are special events.

So Qingyao subconsciously thinks that this car is also owned by Lu Shaoqiu.

She didn't even think about the possibility that there would be outsiders in his family.

After entering the garden, she put the box in the garden for the time being. She was going to meet Lu Shaoqiu first, and then came out to carry the box back to her side.

The painted door of the villa was slightly open.

Qingyao walked over and was about to push the door. A tall figure appeared in front of him.

Lu Shaoqiu wore a light gray shirt, opened three buttons, half rolled his sleeves, and exposed the famous watch on his left wrist. He leaned against the wall at will, copied his hands into his suit trouser pocket, and his vision fell on her was quiet and unpredictable: "what's the matter?"

All the sweet smiles on Qingyuan's face coagulated and blinked several times: "I came to tell you something."

She thought that he was a little angry because he didn't go to Moscow again and again. She thought she'd better explain it to him first and then talk about her divorce.

She smiled again: "I'll go to Moscow, but I have to stay one day tomorrow. Can I go again after tomorrow?"

Lu Shaoqiu's sword eyebrow slightly locked: "does it have anything to do with me?"

Qing Yao was stunned: "what did you say?"

"If it's just such a boring thing, you can go. I have something else to do first." Lu Shaoqiu wants to close the door.

Qingyao held back with his hand: "wait a minute, Lu Shaoqiu, why is it boring again? Didn't you let me go? Yes, I didn't go yesterday, and I can't go today and tomorrow for the time being, but I didn't go because of something. It's not because you understand that I didn't go because I was willful and boring. I didn't go because... Housekeeper Shen called me and I'm going to divorce tomorrow!"

Lu Shaoqiu was indifferent and even looked impatient: "it's all your own business whether you can't get divorced. Does it have anything to do with me? OK, you can go!"

Lu Shaoqiu was indifferent and even impatient when he heard the news.

Qingyao thought he was wrong.

She widened her eyes and looked at his face.

However, even if she saw through the familiar face in her bones, she still couldn't find even a trace of joy and joy.

He was unhappy and he was indifferent.

Was she indifferent to the news of her divorce, or was she indifferent from beginning to end.

She's a little confused. She needs to clear her head.

She quickly lowered her head. In her sight, there were exquisite things such as his trousers and belt watch.

"Shaoqiu!" a light and pleasant woman voice.

The sound of Shaoqiu was called back a hundred times. Not to mention men, even women couldn't help being intoxicated by this beautiful voice.

Qingyao suddenly looked up and looked at Lu Shaoqiu from his side.

That's a fairy girl.

It's so beautiful that people can't move their eyes.

Qingyao felt familiar. She tried to recall her dull mind, but she finally remembered her at this moment.

On sanchen Island, Qingyao met Xu Jiayan, the first lady of Penang, Xu Jiada.

A birthday party can cost tens of millions of real gold.

"Haven't you finished talking?" Xu Jiayan came out and took Lu Shaoqiu's arm naturally and personally. When he saw Qingyao, a shallow smile appeared on her white face: "Oh, I know you, female star Qingyao. It's reported that you quit the performing arts circle. What are you doing now?"

The two men held their arms tightly and smashed Qingyao's heart like a heavy hammer.

She held on to the door frame to stabilize herself.

It seems that the breathing stopped at that moment, and finally came back to life by himself.

She looked at Xu Jiayan calmly.

The fairy like Ke Ren said everything without leakage, as if he didn't care that Qingyao suddenly appeared in Lu Shaoqiu's private house, but pretended to ask East and West like ordinary fans seeing stars.

As a woman, Qingyao clearly felt her hostility to herself.

In her natural small action of holding Lu Shaoqiu's arm and the smile on her lips, she clearly expressed a master's posture.

Qingyao doesn't want to argue with her.

She just fixed her eyes on Lu Shaoqiu's handsome and deep face and said calmly, "Lu Shaoqiu, you said, if I leave, you will marry me."

Lu Shaoqiu's face was never pale. The corners of his lips were slightly aroused. However, the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes at all. His thin lips gently lifted: "are you serious?"

Everything seemed to stop suddenly, even the wind had no sound.

Qingyao finally understood at this moment. Where did Lu Shaoqiu's cold attitude like taking the wrong medicine from beginning to end come from.

It's not that he took the wrong medicine, but that she is the total idiot who took the wrong medicine!

For a long time, she chuckled.

Lu Shaoqiu's sword eyebrow was locked into a deep Sichuan character. The sharpness of his hands inserted in his trouser pocket rubbed the skin of his legs and rubbed his heart. However, he was still expressionless.

"Very good!" Qingyao painted lilac lips like water, which aroused a cool smile, "Lu Shaoqiu, you are cruel!"

Word by word, she popped out of her teeth and stepped back.