Chapter 651

Yang Hong finally caught up with the car at the corner, excitedly came over and patted the door of the back seat.

"Xiaohui, listen to me..." He gasped, but the radian of his mouth kept rising.

The driver in front rolled down the window and called respectfully, "Mr. Yang."

Yang Hong gave a random hum and reached for the door, only to find that it was still locked. He frowned and said to the driver, "open the door!"

The driver swallowed his saliva and said cautiously, "Mr. Yang, Miss Xiaohui has left..."

"Gone?" Yang Hong was so angry that he directly mentioned the driver's tie, "where have you been?"

The driver nervously looked at Yang Hong's angry eyes, carefully considered the words, and then replied, "I I don't know. Miss Xiaohui asked me to put her down here. Then she took a taxi and left. She said She said

The driver was so dazzled by Yang Hong's eyes that he didn't complete what he said for a long time.

"What did she say?" Yang Hong's fists cackled.

The driver almost bit his tongue: "she said, she said, Mr. Yang, you don't have to bother to find her."

"That's it?"

Yang Hong pulled the driver's tie harder.

Eyes are hotter than volcanoes!

The driver swallowed hard and tried hard to recall the situation at that time.

He drove the car to the corner. He thought Miss Xiaohui would sit in the car waiting for Mr. Yang. Unexpectedly, Miss Xiaohui jumped out of the car with her bag and said to him, "you have so many words. Please tell Yang Hong not to worry. We are over."

That's all.

"No No, Miss Xiaohui said this Really... " The driver looked at Yang Hong timidly.

To be honest, it was the first time that he saw such an angry and desperate Yang Hong.

Usually, this assistant gives people the feeling that he is a know it all. It seems that there is nothing he can't deal with. But now, standing in front of him, he is just like a hairy boy.

There is no calmness at all.

The driver looked at Yang Hong timidly.

Yang Hong gradually recovered from his lost reason, took a deep breath, released the driver's leadership, and turned coldly.

Xiaohui, to you, how can we say it's a painstaking effort.

I'm sorry.

I know I broke your heart.

Those wounds, I am willing to use the rest of my life to make up.

……

France.

"Let's go to the Louvre today!"

Knowing that Yang Hong took over the work of the company, Lin an an began to choose the place to travel excitedly all day long.

Jiang muxiao is sitting on a wooden chair, his slender fingers unconsciously resting on the back of the chair, and the shade outside the window lightly sprinkles on his cheek, which is very beautiful.

I really want to use the brush to draw Jiang muxiao at this moment.

It's so cool.

Jiang muxiao raised his eyes and cast a light shadow on his long eyelashes: "well, you can go wherever you want."

His smile is warm.

Lin an an sat beside him with a smile: "it's a deal. You are mine all day today."

Jiang muxiao hugged her and put it on her lap: "I'm yours all the time, my wife."

Lady two words, intimate as honey, let Lin An's heart unconsciously sweet Zizi.

She got up, went to the bathroom to change her clothes, and happily took Jiang muxiao out.

Great. Today, he finally belongs to her.

Ha ha.

Because today is to go out to play, so Lin an chose black casual sports pants, a white coat, and a pair of white sports shoes, the whole person looks special spirit, like a girl.

When Jiang muxiao saw her dress, his eyes lit up.

Heart, slightly move.

Seeing that Jiang muxiao was still wearing a suit, Lin an frowned slightly. She took out a suit of sportswear from her suitcase and handed it to Jiang muxiao.

"I know you won't bring it."

Said, a witty smile, a pair of I know you look.

Jiang muxiao was stunned, looking at the white sportswear, the smile on his face suddenly solidified.

His wardrobe, in addition to suit is suit, seems to have no other varieties of clothes.

It's like the first time he's been wearing a sportswear.

"What's the matter?" Lin An'an noticed Jiang muxiao's abnormality and asked quickly.

Is it that the clothes she prepared are too ugly to match Jiang muxiao's aesthetics?

Jiang muxiao gently hugs Lin An'an in his arms, and the smile on his face is deeper.

"Daughter in law."

"Yes?"

Lin An'an's ear was close to his chest, listening to her steady heartbeat, and frowning suspiciously.What's going on here?

"Thank you."

Ah?

What do you mean?

"This is the first time someone has bought me clothes."

Huh?

Lin An's black face, brother, are you showing off your wealth in disguise?

Who doesn't know your clothes are sent directly by every big brand!

But

This seems to be the first time she has bought clothes for Jiang muxiao.

"Well, I'll reflect, and I'll buy more clothes for you in the future."

Jiang muxiao hugs Lin an even harder.

"Ann, thank you for coming."

Thank you for coming.

Lin An's heart seems to have been hit.

Thank you for coming, Jiang muxiao.

Thank you.

A warm feeling welled up from her heart, and Lin An's nose began to sour. She quickly raised her head, pushed Jiang muxiao's body, and said, "OK, OK, change my clothes quickly!"

While talking, he pushed Jiang muxiao to the bathroom.

And she started packing.

Is happily humming a ditty, suddenly, outside the door came a knock.

Lin an an went to the door and cast cat's eye to see Lin Xinxin standing at the door.

It was the first time she had seen her since she came back from the party.

Instead of opening the door at once, she waited until the other party impatiently rang the doorbell again before slowly opening the door.

Lin Xinxin saw that it was Lin an who opened the door. The original enthusiasm on her face collapsed in an instant.

"What's the matter?"

Lin an an lightly looked at her gradually closed eyebrows, thought of her online layout of all, can't help but want to laugh.

Lin Xinxin also noticed the smile rising from the corner of her lips, which made her feel empty.

Did she find something?

The change of IP address on the Internet is something that Lin Zhizhi asked others to do. Lin Anan should not find her, right?

"Oh, I Sorry, I knocked on the wrong door... "

"Knock on the wrong door?" Lin an an slightly pick eyebrow, face is funny expression, "are you sure? You can ring the doorbell twice. "

Without waiting for Lin Xinxin to explain, Lin An'an went on to say, "are you looking for Jiang muxiao?"

Gently a word, but like what to announce, let Lin Xinxin's eyebrows jump.

How does she feel that there seems to be a bag hidden in this woman's smile, which is bright enough to cut her artery easily.