Has President Yu succeeded in chasing his wife today?

Chapter 348 Tears fell to her lips hot like that.

How to make a bright and brilliant flower wither in an instant?
Snuff its roots and drown her in the depths of fear.

Funo watched Yu Qing's expression change under his eyes, and he felt panic for no reason.

"Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"

Reminiscing that she suddenly acted like this after he talked about Yugusi, Funo frowned and asked, "Did Yugusi and this woman make things difficult for you? Tell me if there is anything, I will help..."

"No."

Before Funo finished speaking, Yu Qing suddenly interrupted him.

When she was in a daze, she imagined, what would happen to her if everything she imagined was true?

Collapse, loss, or self-willed decadence.

Now that the incident happened, she found that none of these emotions were as violent as a dense suffocation.

It suppressed her chest, making her feel nauseated and want to vomit.

Looking at the friend in front of me, having some coffee with the table, this indescribable feeling became more and more turbulent.

Taking a deep breath, she stood up in vain, reached out to pick up the glasses and put them on her face, and looked at Funo, "Thank you for today's matter, if you need to speak up. I have something to do, let's go first."

She didn't give Funo a chance to react, but in fact she didn't seem to react yet.

Conceiving and conceiving to become a god are two different things.

The sound of high heels touching the ground was crisp and piercing. Funo subconsciously stood up and wanted to catch up. The phone on the table rang suddenly.

He looked at the incoming call with clear boredom in his eyes.

Reaching out to open the phone, the woman on the other end murmured softly, "Where are you, husband? I finished my nails, come pick me up right away."

The words rolled on the lips and tongue were about to spill out of the mouth, and it turned into a jerky good word when it reached the lips.

I called the secretary and asked him to follow Yu Qing's car. She was not in the right mood and was afraid that she would have an accident.

And Yu Qing was much calmer than he imagined.

Go downstairs calmly, drive, and follow the route in memory to go home.

Even when she got out of the car, she reached out and adjusted the position of the pendant on the car.

It's all too normal.

After opening the door to go home, she walked to the table, reached for the kettle, poured it several times, but no water came out.

She was taken aback for a moment, then calmly went to boil the water.

The faucet was turned on, only to find that the water had stopped.

Standing quietly, looking at the fine dust by the window.

5 minutes, or 10 minutes.

Tears fell hot to his lips like that.

The salty and sour taste stimulated her taste buds, but she still stood there without even reaching out to wipe it off.
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KR's executives found that Mr. Yu was out of shape all day today.

He was late for three of the three meetings a day, and even the people below didn't seem to hear clearly when they reported the data.

This kind of thing had never happened before, and even they began to wonder if the company had discovered some crisis that they didn't know about, and they panicked for a while.

Yu Yanshen began to feel restless from the afternoon, because he couldn't concentrate on doing things, and his mood was unprecedentedly depressed.

He always felt that something was going to happen, and obviously the company's affairs had been dealt with a lot.

Finally, midway through the third meeting, he suddenly stood up.

The depression all over his body couldn't be suppressed, and he glanced at everyone present with heavy eyebrows.

"End of the meeting."

"..."

The executives in the room were panicked and whispered to each other.

Secretary Su just appeared outside the door with a cup of coffee when Yu Yanshen suddenly pushed the door out, scaring him so much that he almost spilled all the coffee in his hand.

"Yu, Mr. Yu?...The meeting is over? No, there is still more than an hour..."

"It's over, go to Yu Qing's house."

Secretary Su froze for a moment, then immediately nodded.

The elevator door opened, and just as Yu Yanshen stepped in, he saw the front desk staff standing inside.

"Mr. Yu," she took a step forward subconsciously, "There is a gentleman downstairs who wants to see you. I didn't have an appointment, and your private phone number didn't get through, so I came up to find you. Look, do you need a reception?"

Mr. Feng,
Funo?

Just as Yu Yanshen was about to say no, he heard another sentence from the front desk.

"That President Feng also said that what he wants to say is very important, about your... father, and a young lady. I won't say anything more about it."
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Yu Qing sat on the sofa, before she had time to change her clothes.

The high boots stepped on the ground, the windbreaker on her body was undone, and the eye makeup that she casually put on when she went out in the afternoon was a little smudged, and her dark eyes became more and more vivid and deep, but the dull and ecstatic look, vividly Turning that agility into a pity emotion.

She reached out and brushed away the hair sticking to her face, covered her cheeks with her hands for a moment, and then let go.

Yu Qing had always felt that it was all an obsession that he could persevere until now.

It used to be pure obsession, but now there is more expectation and joy for the future, the latter is all because of Yu Yanshen's appearance.

But now she suddenly had a feeling that her expectations and joys were all sinful.

Various images uncontrollably emerged in my mind, the three-month sweet period, this is not fake.

And when these images emerged, there were also Yu Huai's curving body and old eyebrows intertwined.

She has been sitting here since she came home, except for a brief visit to the kitchen.

It was the first time since Yu Qing returned to China that he felt this kind of confused feeling.

Obviously this is her home, but she feels that she is out of it, and everything is very empty.

Staring at the floor in rapt attention, her shadow was reflected in her white and translucent skin.

Such a trance, in this quiet and empty villa, is weird and lonely.

And this peace was finally broken by a knock on the door.

Yu Qing came back from his thoughts after the doorbell rang more than a dozen times in a row, and wiped his face subconsciously.

The delicate facial skin was mottled and dry, and the tears were all dried on the face, so tight that he couldn't even make an expression.

When he reached the door, he almost sprained his foot halfway.

Looking at the person captured by the camera outside the door, she suddenly froze for a moment, and even the negative emotions in her body disappeared a lot.

He stretched out his hand and opened the door, "Why are you here, where is Ruan Qiu?"

Wenchu ​​looked at Yu Qing with a calm expression, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he reached out to lift the gold eye sockets on the bridge of his nose - no, today they are iron gray, a change from the past style.

"She's in the company, I'll get her a file, don't you mind?"

"Oh... come in."

Looking at Wen Chuchu, Yu Qing always felt that he had become more and more incomprehensible in the past few years, maybe because of wearing glasses, she always felt that his eyes made her back a little cold.

She turned sideways and let Wen Chu in.

Wen Chuan also walked in generously at the beginning of the year, and even looked at the furnishings in her home with great interest.

(End of this chapter)