No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Spring in Europe is warm and humid, with pleasant scenery, making it ideal for traveling and strolling in the endless countryside. Miss Qiao Er just misses the yard she and Old Qiao lived in in Beijing, and the charming profile of Victoria Harbour.

It’s been three months since we last met. Mr. Shao, how are you?
Miss Qiao walked to a swing and leaned against the pull rope to rest. She was in very poor physical condition and felt tired after walking a few steps.

To be honest, she hasn't eaten seriously for a single day in the past three months. She just drank a few sips of soup and finished her meal hastily.

He had become so thin that only skin and bones were left, and even his former spirit was gone.

Master Zhou saw it all, and he knew that if he didn't use some tricks, Miss Qiao would torture himself to death.

For this purpose, he specially brought the news from the country: "The Wu family and Shao Rongqian have cooperated."

"What cooperation?" Miss Qiao II withdrew her gaze from a distance.

As expected, Master Zhou was able to understand her character best and disturb her emotions with just one sentence.

"Because of Xiaoxi's incident, the Fu family withdrew from the previous strategic cooperation with the Wu family in the army, and now Shao Rongqian has taken over." Master Zhou said concisely.

The meaning is very clear. If they don't take action, it will be too late.

Also, even if Mr. Shao divorced her, his work was not affected at all, and he was not as depressed as she was.

Miss Qiao Er was a smart person, so how could she not understand the hidden meaning behind the words? Moreover, she dared not forget Miss Zhao's revenge for even a moment.

"What is Fu Yanci's attitude now?" Miss Qiao sat up straight.

"What kind of attitude does he have? He can't even protect a girl. He is not worthy of my mention." Young Master Zhou sneered. Of course, he also saw the light in Miss Qiao's eyes.

He knew that the only thing that could motivate her now was Miss Zhao's hatred, and she would not allow her friend to die so tragically.

Naturally, he also truly looked down on Fu Yanci, and was even more truly sad for Miss Zhao.

No matter how cunning a person is, he is not a stone without emotion. It's just that in the weighing of interests, emotions can be used as a bargaining chip.

Miss Qiao closed her eyes and said, "Tell me about your plan."

This was the sentence that Master Zhou was waiting for. He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers crisply. Then a group of people came over from a distance, some holding flowers, some playing the violin, and even more exaggeratedly, there was someone sitting on a flatbed and being pushed around playing the piano.

Countless balloons took off into the sky, making it as romantic as a fairy tale.

Mr. Zhou was dressed formally today, in a pure white suit with all his buttons neatly buttoned. He took out the ring he had prepared long ago from his pocket and knelt on one knee in front of Miss Qiao Er.

"Xiao Yu, marry me." Mr. Zhou's eyes were full of affection.

If she didn't know about the agreement between them, if she didn't know that they were doing it for their own benefit, Miss Qiao would have thought that Mr. Zhou was truly in love with her.

"What's the big fuss about?" Miss Qiao was puzzled.

Mr. Zhou ignored her, took her hand, put the heart-shaped diamond ring on her ring finger, then stood up and gave her a gentle hug.

He leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice: "We still have to do a good job of warming up."

"Don't get too involved in the play." Miss Qiao pursed her lips, giving a meaningful reminder.

Mr. Zhou smiled ruffianly: "Don't worry, it's a pleasure to work with you. Now, can you smile?"

Miss Qiao forced a smile and raised her hand to hug Mr. Zhou back. She knew that there was a camera pointed at them not far away.

When acting, you have to be genuine. (End of this chapter)