Chen Yizhou laughed loudly: "That's right, I won't deny that I have been honored by Dr. Fang."

Being close to Chen Yizhou, I gradually discovered the advantages of this man, the real villain to the extreme is often a real gentleman.The man was more open-minded and humorous than anyone she had ever known.

You can't connect him with words like villain-it can be seen that the rumors in the world can't be believed completely.

On the large balcony of the room, there is a lonely lamp, and the room is full of storms.Huge floor-to-ceiling glass, the garden is full of carefully crafted apricot flowers and herbs, overlooking the exotic beauty, leaning over and breathing in the fragrant flowers.

It was already late at night, but the two of them were sleepless.

Qu Cunzi stood opposite without saying goodbye, while Fang Likun leaned on the railing and looked at the starry sky in a foreign country.

He stared at her back, and slowly walked over to imitate her and lie on the railing.

For a long time, she didn't say a word, nor did she feel sleepy.He, too, was in the same position as her.

After a while, she spoke first, excitedly: "Qu Cunzi, come, let's play a game of chess."

He readily agreed.

Two wins and three losses, the old rules, Qu Cunzi lost.

He squatted down, but she kept standing.

He waited for a long time, but kept squatting.

Finally, a warm weight came from his back, and it was she who lay on his back and hugged his neck tightly.He stood up and walked up and down the large fragrant flower terrace.

After a long, long time, she was so exhausted that she finally fell into a deep sleep.

This night is a battle.

At the end, the blood flowed like a river, which was horrible, but after all, the winner had already been decided.Just like after this night, she decided not to dream of Qiao Zhijun again, but to drive him out of her dreams completely.For this, I have been tired for a long time.But who knows the excruciating pain of having to go out and have a rib removed?How could he go so far without relying on Qu Cunzi's crutch?

The road of life is still so long, let me temporarily walk on crutches.

She fell into a deep sleep, not even taking off her makeup for the night.

When Qu Cunzi gently placed her on the comfortable big bed in the presidential suite, she turned over and continued to sleep soundly.After being tired for such a long time, the big explosion might not be able to wake her up.

However, he didn't feel sleepy, and just sat quietly beside her, staring at her.

There were trophies and award certificates on the table next to her, and she just threw them there, as if these things were no longer important.However, he walked over, put it away very carefully for her, and smiled. This thing is precious, and it will be passed down from generation to generation in the future, and children and grandchildren will also regard it as a great honor.

family heirloom.

After he finished all this, she turned over again, this time sleeping sideways to him, her face was surprisingly pale under her slender eyelashes.

He reached out and touched her face, and said softly, "Xiaobao, I will accompany you to visit the grave when I go back. Didn't you say that you should show these things to your mother? Your mother must be happy."

The Royal Institute of Technology was chosen for the first public lecture.

That was Fang Likun's first speech on stage alone.The content of the speech had been arranged by the entourage. She woke up early in the morning and prepared meticulously. When she got to the key point, she suddenly found something was wrong and called Qu Cunfang habitually. However, Qu Cunfang came over the phone. A gentle voice with a smile: "I'm sorry, Likun, I'm leaving with Lao Chen to visit an important person, and I can't make it for a while..."

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