Chapter 2200

Qinghuan followed the driver uncle into a small house. The house and dilapidated, almost 40 or 50 years old, the walls covered with mottled moss, the floor of the house potholes. There were several holes in the whole house, and people in the next room could be heard shouting. The more uncle driver went in, the tighter his brow was. Several times, I tried to persuade Qinghuan to go back. But in the end he held back. Finally - they came to a house on the third floor. The driver went up and knocked on the door. The door creaks open from the inside. "Who..." the other person speaks fluent Chinese. This makes Qinghuan more sure that he and Qiao Zheng know each other. But I didn't wait for her to talk to each other. The man saw clearly that she was coming and was about to close the door. The driver's uncle was quick eyed, put his foot in the crack of the door, and then pushed the door open“ What's the matter with you? Our young lady kindly came to give you money and take you to the hospital. You won't even let the door in? " Fu Jing'an sees that he can't close the door. He turns his back to Qinghuan and doesn't talk to her anymore. He knew that the picture he had left behind. It must have been seen by Qinghuan. Otherwise, she would not be so persistent to come. The person who clearly desires is right in front of him, but he can't easily meet Qinghuan. Because, he wants to compound with Qiao Zheng's people. With Qiao Zheng's character, he will never see Qinghuan again after suffering from disfigurement“ You... "The driver's uncle is still scolding Fu Jing'an for not being sensible. Qinghuan Qingsheng said, "let me talk to him alone."“ Miss, this man is very strange. You can't be alone with him“ It's OK. I'll protect myself. What's more, how can he hurt me like that? " Qinghuan soft voice advised. The driver had no choice but to quit. There were only two people in the room. Qinghuan said, "Hello, I'm Qinghuan. We haven't met before. I don't know if you are so afraid to see me because of the people in this picture? " Qinghuan hands out the photo. Fu Jing'an looked at the photo, his voice mixed with a trace of anger and said, "I don't understand what you're talking about. I don't know the person in this picture. Please go away. "“ But this picture was left behind when I saw you yesterday. "“ You remember wrong! I've never seen this picture Fu continued to deny“ I can't miss it. I won't leave until you tell me what your relationship with the boy in the picture is. " Qinghuan stubbornly holding photos, eyes tightly locked in each other's face, trying to see clues. Fu Jing'an said, "well, I admit that I picked up this picture. I don't know the people in it at all. Now, can you go? I don't want people to disturb my life. " With that, he calmly walked into the kitchen. Turn on the gas stove, pour some water into it, then beat an egg and throw noodles in. The pot is very small. Within minutes, the water began to boil. Fu Jing'an reached out to turn off the fire. But accidentally touched the edge of the hot pot. I can't help shaking my hand. Qinghuan took some paper towels and said, "let me help you."“ You don't have to be so kind Fu Jing'an gave her a push. Qinghuan staggered a few steps and bumped into the wall. Fu Jing'an subconsciously wanted to reach out to help her, but in the end he pulled his hand back“ Miss Qian Jin like you is not in line with the slum. You'd better go back. "