The man outside the door was stiff and his eyes were silent.

LAN stood aside and looked at the lonely man. He felt very uncomfortable and embarrassed. He was clearly a figure who existed as high as the king of God. When did he receive such treatment?

Miss Su has gone too far recently.

Even if Mr. Sheng fired at Anxin, isn't there a reason?

Because I love so much that I lose my reason and can't control myself for a time, it leads to tragedy.

Shengyu didn't stand at the door for too long. He took back his eyes and turned away.

Looking at the tall figure, LAN felt sorry for him.

Mr. Sheng is also very sad that Anxin is dead, isn't he?

Su Xiaoxiao's dinner was brought up by Li Ma. She didn't eat much, but she ate some symbolically.

After all, the body is her own. In order to be silent, she has to cheer up.

On this night, he sat in the rattan chair on the balcony upstairs, drinking alone in the cold wind.

Even though he wanted to give her an explanation and win her forgiveness, he still didn't bother her.

Maybe time is the best medicine to heal all wounds?

In front of Su Xiaoxiao's bedroom, Li Ma opened the door. She walked in gently, "Miss Su, young master, let me bring it?"

"No, I can do it myself." Su Xiaoxiao was very repulsive, but because she slept silently, she didn't make a sound.

"Mr. Sheng said that the child is noisy at night, for fear of affecting your sleep, so..."

"He has to listen to everything, doesn't he? What about what I said?! " Su Xiaoxiao put her on the bed and said without raising her head, "go out and sleep with me tonight."

Seeing that the child had fallen asleep safely, mother Li saw that her state was ok, "good night." So he turned and left.

Hey, a good couple, do you have to make it like this?

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Su Xiaoxiao looked up at the empty door.

She suddenly felt a little sad... She was not like this before, but when she saw Mama Li, LAN and everyone related to reputation, she would be inexplicably excluded. It was all due to her hatred of reputation.

Hatred is really a terrible thing. It can turn a person with a soft heart into a hedgehog in an instant.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

On the open balcony, the moonlight is spread, and the wind is a little cold.

With a wine glass in his hand and a mobile phone in his hand, Shengyu dialed Xia Fei's number.

At this time, it was 11 p.m. and the bell rang twice. He heard the female voice from the other end of his cell phone.

"Hello?" The other party looked cautious.

Xia Fei was not like this before.

After a brief silence, the reputation opened, "did you sleep?"

"No." After a short word, there was no reply. Xia Fei was surprised. How could Shengyu call herself? Or is it just an illusion? She made sure again and again that it was a high reputation!

Shengyu knew that she had lost her memory and drove her away, which hurt her face. She always resented it.

"Money doesn't have to be so extravagant, does it? Although the telephone bill is nothing for a big tycoon like you, what's the matter when you dial and don't say a word? " At the other end of the mobile phone, Xia Fei sat cross legged in the chair in the study. She covered her laptop and blinked bored.

A night wind blew, and the reputation was hurt in her eyes. "Xia Fei, I'm sorry." In the cane chair on the open-air balcony, he looked up and drank wine.