"You know I'm not so strong on the surface. Others think I'm the president of Tangtang group and a strong woman in business. In fact, I'm not so strong. What I want is... A person who loves me can build a cabin with me on the beach and give birth to several children for him. Sobbing..." Zhuo Junfei held her face in both hands and tears flowed from her fingers.

Qi Zhiyong reached out to touch her curly hair. He reached into the air and retracted. He started the car and drove quietly. If he told her at this time that he was born in poverty and had no assets, she would think he was sympathizing with her. It would be better to show her than to say she didn't believe it.

Back to the company, Zhuo Junfei's mood has calmed down. She looks no different from normal people. Only she knows how terrible that colic is.

Gao Xue holds the folder and knocks on Zhuo Junfei's office door. Although Secretary Qi has explained to Zhuo Junfei what happened in Zhuo Shaochang's office last time, and agrees that she will stay in the company.

But since then, Gao Xue has never talked to Zhuo Junfei again. It should be that Zhuo Junfei has never looked for her again. Even if she appeared at the press conference with Zhuo junfan, Zhuo Junfei never asked her afterwards.

"What can I do for you?" Zhuo Junfei sat in a chair with his fingers crossed on his desk.

Gao Xue leaned slightly, then walked forward a few steps and put the folder in her arms on the desk.

Zhuo Junfei glanced at the folder, "what's this?"

Gao Xue swallowed her saliva. "This is the information of Dr. chevers in the United States."

Chevers? The gynecologist who is well-known internationally?

Zhuo Junfei picked up the folder and threw it fiercely. After flying in the air, the folder fell to the ground, "who let you take it in? Who told you I needed this? Get out!"

For Zhuo Junfei's flame, Gao Xue was not angry. She squatted down, picked up the folder and put it back on Zhuo Junfei's desk. "Junfan has contacted Dr. chefoss. Just wait for you to receive treatment in the past. If you are in time, you can cure the disease without any surgery."

Junfan contacted the doctor? He knows? He knows his useless sister is ill?

"Oh ~ ~ junfan, junfan, you are also qualified to call..."

"Miss Zhuo, you don't have to be angry. You should keep a comfortable mood when you are ill, so that you can get better quickly." Gao Xue's mouth was slightly bent, and his voice seemed to coax a disobedient child. "Mr. Xiao Zhuo was also on the day of Mr. Zhuo's death. When you fainted in the hospital, the doctor said you might be ill. Later, he saw your case through relationship. That's why..."

"Since he knows my illness, why don't he come and tell me in person what it means to let you come? Can you represent him?"

"I can't." Gao Xue said softly, "he told me to give this information to miss Zhuo before going to Singapore today. The reason why he asked me to come is that he said he would cry. He didn't want you to see him cry. He said: if you see him cry, you will cry, which is harmful to your health."

There was a painful picture of sister and brother holding their heads. Zhuo Junfei pulled his forehead Twitch, junfan, is he such a sensitive person?

Gao xueruyan's pure face doesn't have anything to question. Zhuo junfan gives her a task and asks her to do everything to persuade Zhuo Junfei to go to the United States for treatment. She also has no way to lie about Zhuo junfan crying.

"Miss Zhuo, you are his only relative now. Please accept treatment for him and you."

"It's easy to say." Zhuo Junfei closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair. "You don't know how important a uterus is to a woman."

"Without a uterus, you just have no children. You have other relatives. Moreover, with Miss Zhuo's mind, you can adopt children. The mother of one child is nothing. The mother of countless children is the greatest mother." This is what Mr. Qi told her before she entered the office. She moved here intact.

"Hum, which man can accept a wife who can't have children? Who wants a woman like me? Such a woman is the most taboo in the rich family. It's better to die a hundred now than being gossip or die alone."

"If it's not a rich family? Can that person accept that you don't have children? Miss Zhuo, will you dislike that he's not a rich family?"

Zhuo Junfei opened her eyes and looked at the white snow, "I ask you, what does it mean that I will dislike him as a rich family?"

"Hasn't miss Zhuo felt someone who has been silently loving you for so long?"

Who loves her silently? A national face appeared in my mind. It was thin, but very sharp. The black eyes were blocked by the lenses of glasses. It was difficult to see the thoughts inside. Since the first day she entered the company, he has been with her for eight years. In these eight years, he is the person she has seen the most times, talked the most, and had the most meals together

"Ah Yong... Woo woo..." Zhuo Junfei suddenly covered her mouth and cried bitterly. She played so many small games that she just wanted to know his attitude.

The door of the office opened. Gao Xue turned around and shouted in a low voice, "Mr. Qi."

"Thank you." Qi Zhiyong nodded to Gao Xue.

"You're welcome. I wish you happiness."

Gao Xue quietly left the office, closed the red wooden door and leaned against the wall of the corridor. She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Zhuo junfan. After a while, Zhuo junfan returned another one to her

"I'll pack myself up and take it to your bed. It's up to you."

Gao Xue blushed, turned off the phone and walked to the office area.

In Zhuo Junfei's office, Zhuo Junfei sobbed with a tissue box, and the desk was full of piles of used tissue. Qi Zhiyong took the trash can and picked up the paper towels on the table next to each other in the trash can.

"Stop crying, OK? The doctor said you can't be excited. If you do, you'll have abdominal pain again."

Listening to his low voice ringing in his ear, Zhuo Junfei threw the paper towel in his hand and shouted, "you bully people!"

Qi Zhiyong saw her as like as two peas in a child's temper, and complained about what the documents were like.

Zhuo Junfei took the paper towel from his hand, "deliberately embarrassing me!"

"This..."

"Anyway, you are bullying!"

"OK." It's his fault anyway.

"What's good? It's okay to bully me."

“……”

"Why don't you talk and want to bully people, don't you?"

"No."

Qi Zhiyong took off the paper towel in her hand and put her hand in his palm. The gentle action made Zhuo Junfei's white hand tremble slightly.

"Feifei, go to the United States. I will accompany you whether you have surgery or not. Without children, you still have me. If you are afraid of pain and don't want surgery, we will build a small house by the sea, and I will accompany you... Forever."

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"No, no..." Qi Zhiyong held her tightly in his arms and put her face on his chest. "As long as you don't dislike that I was born poor, I will love you with all I have."

There are great differences between them in social identity, personal wealth, growth environment and family background. But they believe that these things can't bind the two hearts who want to be together.

What is love? She will fall in love with you not because of how good you are to her, nor because of how perfect and beautiful you are, he will be lost in your world. But, I love you, so I know all your shortcomings better than you. Of course, I love every advantage of you more.

But love, sometimes very beautiful, but sometimes very realistic.

Gao Xue sits on the exquisite and high-grade hairdressing chair, holding the same exquisite and high-grade paper bag in her arms, which contains a valuable skirt.

Zhuo junfan bought it for her in Singapore.

Unexpectedly received such an expensive gift, Gao Xue had to admit that she was trapped in the eyes of those peach blossoms again.

This hairdressing salon is very famous in Mancheng. Many celebrities, ladies and movie stars like to come here to do hair, beauty and discuss some topics about art. Of course, the amount of consumption is not a small amount. Gao Xue calculates that almost all the three-month wages are in it.

For the evening party, in order to be worthy of the skirt held in my arms, what is three months' salary! come on. High snow!

"Guest, your hairstyle is ready."

So fast? The voice of the hairdresser came to Gao Xue's ear. Gao Xue slowly opened her eyes. Gao Xue was looking forward to her useful hairstyle, but... Wait, she in the mirror

"This is not the hairstyle I want!" Gao Xue exclaimed loudly and stood up from the hairdressing chair with a paper bag,

The sudden cry startled other guests in the store. The hairdresser in charge of making Gao Xue's hair gave Gao Xue a white look, "guest, this is the hairstyle you want?"

"What is this? I clearly don't want this hairstyle. I ask you to make Hui Qianhui's hairstyle for me..." Gao Xue put the paper bag on the chair, opened the magazine on the desktop, pointed to the photos of International Star Hui Qianhui attending the film festival, "is her hairstyle like me?"

Er... They even gave her an unknown hairstyle with only a silhouette next to Hui Qianhui?

"Oh, guest, this hairstyle is very suitable for you. Not everyone can afford Hui Qianhui's hairstyle." It seems that the hairdresser is also patient to explain to Gao Xue. His words are very polite, but the expression on his face has long been impatient.

"You don't care if I can afford it. I'm a guest. If I want to do this hairstyle, you have to do it for me." Gao Xue is anxious. Her hair is as messy as a chicken nest. How to match the dignified and elegant dress in her arms.

Gao Xue's noisy voice alerted the store manager. She kept bowing to apologize to other guests who were doing hairstyles around her, and walked to Gao Xue's seat.

"Excuse me, guest, are you dissatisfied?" When the store manager came, the hairdresser in charge of Gao Xue's hairstyle slipped away.

"Are you the store manager? I want to redo my hairstyle!" Gao Xue sat on the hairdressing chair with great strength. The hairdressing chair was shaken by her.