0°C lingering: Mr. Leng's new wife at midnight

Zheng Meiyou sighed and withdrew her thoughts, "Ruoqi, are you still unwilling to tell me what happened a few months ago?"

She didn't really want to inquire, but Ruoqi's complexion was really ugly, which made her a little worried.

"Sister Zheng——" Xia Ruoqi lowered her eyelids, pretending not to hear Zheng Meiyou's words, and picked up the flower arrangement on the table in front of her, "Today is Monday, and the flowers in the chairman's office of Beifeng Group are going to be changed, so I will send this to you first." past."

After finishing speaking, she stood up from her chair and hurriedly left the flower shop.

That child... obviously hasn't come out of the shadow of that time. [

Zheng Meiyou looked at the back of Xia Ruoqi who was fleeing in a hurry, and couldn't think of any expression other than sighing.

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Xia Ruoqi didn't take the bus to Beifeng Group immediately, but walked into a deserted alley with the potted flower in her arms, leaned against the wall, and sat down exhaustedly——

If she takes a ride now, she is afraid that she will lose control and cry while sitting in the car.

Over the past few months, she forced her memory to be dusted and brainwashed herself constantly. It was just a dream... Gradually, she no longer remembered that thing.

She thought it was over.

However, the dream just now reminded her so clearly that something really happened...

No matter how she pretends.

What is lost is long lost.

Time cannot be turned back.

She can never go back to a few months ago...

Find the self who is happy and happy despite living a poor life.

Zheng Keyun.

Her life, everything about her, has been completely ruined by a man named Zheng Keyun...

Xia Ruoqi stared at the beautifully blooming flowers in her bosom, thinking of her life without seeing the light, finally couldn't hold it anymore, and cried bitterly.

Tears are like pearls with broken strings, falling one after another, "slap-tap-tap-" on the petals, branches and leaves, then slipped down, shattered on the ground, and soaked a small area.

Hearing the sound of weeping, those passing by the alley all stopped to take a look before leaving.

In their eyes, there is puzzlement, pity, and contempt...

Sensing the eyes of pedestrians, Xia Ruoqi gritted her teeth hard, trying to suppress the voice that could not be separated from her throat. [

However, the root of the tooth hurts, but still can't control the emotions and eyes that have collapsed.