Rebirth of a giant: black-bellied wives don't run away

Chapter 167 Huo Yichen Desperately Destroyed Han Yao Luoluo's Date 10
"Sorry, the number you dialed is off..."

Han Yao froze when a cold female voice came from the phone, shut it down?Shen Qianluo seldom turns off the phone, unless the phone is out of battery, but will it be out of battery by such a coincidence?

Han Yao frowned, imagining who Shen Qianluo was with and what she was doing at this time.

All kinds of hypotheses played out in his mind one by one, but without exception, they were all related to Huo Yichen. He even remembered that Shen Qianluo had never called him on his own initiative, no matter if it was normal or a holiday.

Han Yao put the phone aside in a bit of frustration. He came here so far just to relive the memory of Wen and her. When he realized that his position in Shen Qianluo's heart might be just insignificant, he was still very upset. sad.

When he left the cabin, he checked the time and said that it happened to be eight o'clock...

The weather forecast was rarely so accurate, and when he drove back, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, so he could only drive very slowly.

At this time, Shen Qianying was standing at the school gate, waiting eagerly. She couldn't believe that Han Yao was so cold-blooded. Someone who once had such a warm smile would definitely not leave her alone in the blizzard. Wrong, what she blocked was Han Yao's sympathy, even if it was just sympathy, it was better than turning a blind eye.

What she did was somewhat self-abuse in it, she wore very little on purpose, she even wished that she would freeze in the heavy snow for good or bad, so Han Yao might be able to pay more attention to her because of guilt.

It's cheap, isn't it?
But she is very clear about what she is doing now, she just wants Han Yao, she wants it like crazy, it's as simple as that.

It's just that time passed little by little, and the snow on her body had accumulated a lot, but Han Yao was still missing. Her lips turned white from the cold, but she encouraged herself in a low voice, wait a little longer, wait a little longer Han Yao will appear...

Step back a dozen steps, and you can sit in the warm reception room and wait, but Shen Qianying didn't. She stood in the heavy snow, stubborn and lonely, and looked at the direction of the intersection without blinking. They all saw the hallucination of Han Yao walking under the dim streetlight.

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When Han Yao returned home, it was already eleven o'clock.

Shen Qianluo's phone call still didn't get through. He half-lyed on the sofa, staring blankly at the phone screen, and redialed Shen Qianluo's number over and over again.

Finally, he kept dialing until his cell phone was about to run out of battery, and then he threw the cell phone aside in frustration, and fell silent on the sofa with his head down.

Shen Qianying has been standing in the heavy snow for more than three hours, and the snow has accumulated a thick layer on her body.

The banquet will be over in an hour.

She turned her head, the snow on her shoulders fell down in a flutter because of her actions, she looked at the brightly lit auditorium in the distance, everyone must be having a good time playing now, how she hoped that at this time, she and Han Yao can also be inside.

After moving her feet, she found that her feet were already numb. She didn't know whether it was from tiredness or from the cold. After a while, she couldn't move her steps anymore.

She didn't want to leave, but wanted to move around, thinking that if Han Yao really came later, she couldn't lose the chain because of this, took out the small mirror, and reached out to stroke the snow off the hat.

(End of this chapter)