Chapter 212

Name:Why we meet so late Author:芳苓
Of course I'll call and ask.

I don't know what happened these days. As soon as lowerson flew to the United States, I didn't give him a call from the beginning to the end. He didn't call me either. In my opinion, I can wait for him to come back from the United States and announce his engagement in a month's time.

"I will. But it's my private business. Don't go on, cousin

I'm afraid to see the sympathetic eyes of others. I don't need sympathy. A healthy woman is more willing to show her self-respect and self-improvement in front of others. Women can be appreciated and admired, but they must not be pitied.

"Good. I didn't mean to say more. It's really your business. Song Yao, it's better to know earlier than later. That's what I told you. " Then he took back his umbrella and wanted to leave quickly.

"Wait..." I stopped him“ Give me your cell phone. I want to see a picture of that woman. " I've always been curious about Lawson's ex girlfriend. What kind of woman is this?

"Good." He Zhongyu carefully took out his mobile phone.

This is a few long-range views, most of which are pictures of Rowson and Chuan nestling together and talking and laughing. There's a close-up of Juan. I don't think this woman is noble, but she has a good temperament, elegant manners, chestnut curly hair and delicate makeup. She matches up and down properly and can't find any fault.

"She is a lawyer who is proficient in commercial and corporate law and graduated from the Law School of Princeton University in the United States." He Zhongyu added.

It's really much better than me. Of course, the conditions of a woman who can be liked by Lawson will not be bad. Not to mention, in the photo, two men and women in the same dark series stand side by side and look at each other. They really match each other.

At this moment, I feel so ashamed.

"Song Yao, it's your private business. I shouldn't and can't interfere. I can only tell you what I know. The rest depends on how you deal with it. " He Zhongyu left.

Standing in the drizzle, I took a deep breath, calmed down for a moment, and dialed Lawson. In the United States on the other side of the ocean, it's late at night.

The phone is through.

He took it very quickly. Luoweisen's voice was deeply tired. He paused for a few minutes: "Song Yao?"

That's what worries me. My heart trembles: "you, haven't slept yet?"

"Yes, I'm used to going to bed late."

"It seems that your business is really hard?"

"I wish you had compassion on me."

I was silent for a few seconds, and decided not to twists and turns. If you have something to say, just say it.

"I heard that you live in the Hilton Hotel, and the person who accompanies you every day is your ex girlfriend Miss Chuan, right?"

He is greatly stunned for a while, as if didn't expect me to ask like this.

There was another pause of a few minutes. For a moment, I felt so far away from him.

"How do you know?" His voice was a little anxious, as if trying to explain.

"Don't ask, how do I know? I'll ask you, "is it true?" My voice is always soft.

"No, of course not!"

"Lawson, but I saw the picture. Now is the network society, the information is transparent, the earth is a village, nothing is unknown

"Photos?" His speech is hoarse.

"It's a picture of you with... Chuan."