Gu Qingcheng: Qi Shao's Sweet Wife

Chapter 242 'Little San''s Fatal Blow [30]

Qi Muran did not refuse, nodded, and left Han Xiaoxun's apartment with graceful steps.Han Xiaoxun looked at Qi Muran's leaving back, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

She wants to see how true and deep their love is?

……

It was night, the cool wind was blowing slightly, and the snow that had fallen in the past few days had already melted.It's not that cold when it's not melting snow.

Han Xiaoxun sat in the luxurious box of the Emperor Hotel, waiting for Qi Muran's appointment.

This box has always been dedicated to her and Qi Muran, so she said to Qi Muran in the early morning that they will meet at the old place.

The old place, three words, but contains endless memories.Not in the middle, don't know the truth.Only Han Xiaoxun knew what Qi Moran meant to her!
It is the pursuit when she was young, the love she has been obsessed with for many years, and the reliance she has relied on for a long time. She has already regarded him as a part of her life!

Qi Muran is always so elegant and noble. No matter when and where, he is as always, so lofty and despises all living beings.

His sorry words hurt her heart deeply.Han Xiaoxun thought, maybe Qi Muran will never know how heart-wrenching his words of sorry are to her!
Because he doesn't love her, he doesn't care. This is his bargaining chip to hurt her unscrupulously.Because of the deep love, he will do anything at all, even if he abandons his kindness over the years and becomes very scheming.This is the root of falling in love with someone and being willing to follow him life and death!
The door of the box was opened by a waiter, and Qi Muran walked in wearing a black plush coat.

His brows are distinct, and his eyeballs are pure pitch black, as black as the endless abyss at the end of the universe. If you look at it for a while, you will have the illusion that you are about to be sucked in.The bridge of his nose is straight, and the tip of his nose is soft.His skin is not pure white, but warm and delicate like jade, but warmer and softer than jade.

Han Xiaoxun had dreamed of such a handsome man countless times in his dreams, and there were countless sexual encounters between them.But, from now on, this man no longer belongs to her.

Just as Han Xiaoxun was looking at Qi Muran in a daze, Qi Muran had already walked to her side, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Sorry, I'm late." Seeing that Han Xiaoxun had arrived, Qi Muran signaled hello, but his tone was alienated and surprisingly cold.

Han Xiaoxun was in a trance for a while, and then pulled the corners of his mouth forcefully, showing a trace of a smile: "It's okay, I just arrived too!"

In the past, they didn't need these kind words. Since when did they become so strange?

Withdrawing those bad emotions, Han Xiaoxun quickly reached into his pocket, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the silent number.Then, intentionally or unintentionally, he put the phone down on the table, took a piece of paper and covered it.

After everything was done, she guessed that An Jing had already picked up the phone, and then she cut to the topic: "Moran, I want to talk about the matter of the heart in detail. We have been involved for so many years, and when I don't want to part, Not clear."

Let Jing Jing know Qi Muran's decision in advance, which is Han Xiaoxun's ultimate goal.

Lying quietly on the sofa, watching a variety show, the phone rang.She knew that number, it belonged to Han Xiaoxun.

(End of this chapter)