Chapter 337

Xia qin'er's words are more and more beautiful, and Zhou Xingchen's mind is really with Xia qin'er's words suddenly recalled a trace of memories, but in his memories, the beautiful girl is not Xia qin'er, but another woman, his wife, Liang Jia.

Over the years, Xia qin'er has long forgotten that every time the Zhou family wanted to take Liang Jia to the villa, the woman always had all kinds of excuses. Fortunately, she was dragged by her mother.

When I think about it now, Liang Jia didn't want to come because of herself. That year, they were only teenagers, and when they were in high school, he hated her most. What he liked most was to tear off the hypocritical mask on her face, so he liked to tease her and tried every means to see her make a fool of herself, I want to see her crying after she takes off her mask and see if she is so calm.

That silly girl really can't cry. She won't bow to him for self-respect. The more he makes trouble, the more people in Zhou's family feel sorry for her.

In fact, to tell you the truth, every time he saw her mask was really taken off, his face was full of deep sadness, and his heart was very sad.

At that time, he didn't know what such feelings were, so he had to keep a straight face and sulk, pretending that he didn't care about anything, and was particularly indifferent to her, even disgusted. But now, after so many things, he finally understood his mind.

Finally understand, if she died, he did not want to live.

During the past few days living in the mountains, he missed her more and more. He missed her delicate white face, her bright red lips, her starry eyes when she smiles, her expression of pretending to be calm but secretly scared to death. All of them missed her very much.

I don't know if I would save her when I put her on the shore that day, what happened to her injury that day, whether she is still good or not, whether there is anything wrong with her, all of which would drive him crazy in this isolated world.

The more I think about it, the more I feel uneasy. Zhou Xingchen's eyes become more and more deep. What if no one saved her that day on the shore? What if she caught a cold in the wind that day? What if she really died?

Seeing that Zhou Xingchen pursed his lips, suddenly laughed and frowned, and carefully called out, Xia qin'er's expectant eyes became lighter, "Xing Chen? Did you hear what I was saying? "

It seems that he can't hear Xia qin'er's words. Zhou Xingchen's heart suddenly beats violently. He suddenly holds his palm tightly and frowns faintly. It seems that he suddenly wakes up. He suddenly holds Xia qin'er's thin shoulder and can't wait. This time, he doesn't want to give her any chance to escape.

"Xia qin'er, tell me, what happened to Jia'er?"

Xia qin'er was stunned for a while. Her eyes full of expectation suddenly became dim. It seemed that the volcano was so hot that she wanted to erupt and turned into a stream of mud flowing on the ground. She bit her teeth and suddenly showed a little hatred from her eyes. She pushed Zhou Xingchen away and her voice was trembling: "Zhou Xingchen! I said so much! Is she the only one in your head? "

She stares at Zhou Xingchen's dark eyes. The resentment in her eyes is like the juice of a poisonous tooth. She says, "what about me, Zhou Xingchen? What about me? Have you ever thought about me? "

Seeing that Zhou Xingchen's eyes are deep, and her eyes are still full of worry and anxiety, Xia qiner's eyes full of resentment suddenly become a little sad: "don't worry, Zhou Xingchen, Liang Jia. She's fine now. She doesn't have anything at all. Are you satisfied with the answer?"

Turning around, Xia qin'er doesn't look at Zhou Xingchen any more. She suddenly pushes the door open and walks straight to the front door of the living room, leaving Zhou Xingchen with deep eyes.

In Xia's study, Liang Jiazheng is staring at the laptop in front of her. Her eyes are slightly narrowed. She stares at the email about the investigation results of the yellow silk scarf in the mailbox in front of her. It seems that she suddenly sees some exciting words. She suddenly stays in the same place and opens her lips slightly.

When she came back from under the cliff, she immediately ordered people to look for the clues of the yellow silk scarf. She thought there would be news soon, but she didn't expect to wait for two or three hours. Staring at the mail in front of her, Liang Jia's black eyes were a little red.

She knew that the clues she was following were correct.

The mobile phone on the desktop suddenly vibrates. Accompanied by the harsh ringing, Liang Jia's eyes turn red. She frowns almost invisibly. She quickly adjusts her mood and goes to pick up the mobile phone, scratch the screen to answer the phone.

"Miss Xia," the man on the other end of the phone first called respectfully, and then reported the content to her: "the survey results have come out. I have searched the yellow silk scarf you brought me at noon today. This yellow silk scarf is the global limited edition of s brand, and only ten are sold in the world."The man on the other end of the phone hesitated, seemed to be thinking about something, and then said: "now this yellow silk scarf has been sold out, I will give you the registered name of s card, which has been sent to your mailbox, and you must have seen it now."

Yes, what she was looking at just now was the names of only ten customers who had bought the limited edition yellow silk scarf in the world. And let her feel stunned in situ, she looked at the past feel surprised name, that is a woman's name. The name of a woman who is incompatible with her.

Xia qiner.

This name is like a key to open her heart lock, let her heart suddenly beat up, she seems to finally find a breakthrough, a bright light flashed through her eyes. Just in a flash, her eyes became a little deep again. She repressed her beating heart, held the hand of mobile phone with some force, raised her head from the computer, and looked at the clock on the wall.

"Very good, I still need you to do one thing for me now," Liang Jia's eyes glanced over Xia qin'er's not big or small Xie Ti character, and pursed her lips: "I want you to find out Xia qin'er's position for me in the fastest time, and report her recent whereabouts and daily activities to me, not less."

"Right now, as soon as possible!"

No longer waiting for the other party to say something, Liang Jia finished this sentence and suddenly hung up the phone. Her hands suddenly touched her heart beating.

Although it can not prove that Zhou Xingchen is still alive, the yellow silk scarf is a good proof that Xia qin'er has been to the lake. As long as she follows this clue, she can feel that she will see Zhou Xingchen whom she has missed for a long time.

In the empty and deserted study, only her heart beat was shaking violently. Her hand holding the mobile phone was shaking. It seemed that she had been restrained for a long time, and now her mood finally broke out.

It seems that some people can't believe that Zhou Xingchen is still alive. Liang Jia's eyes suddenly become moist, and the corners of her mouth slowly start to smile.