gossip wife

Chapter 61

Lu Haoran didn't look at her again, the car door was closed with a bang, and the car immediately drove away.

Su Zhixuan stared at the car that slid into the night in a daze. She wanted to laugh but couldn't. She didn't know what state she was in at the moment, as if she was stuffed with a ball of cotton and was stuck.

Tang Manni's hurried footsteps chased after her, but both Lu Haoran and Hui Qian were gone. Seeing Quan Ye holding Su Zhixuan's shoulders standing at the hotel entrance, she twitched and walked forward with a smile.

"Young Master Quan, the dinner is not over yet, you go in first." She paused, her eyes fell on Su Zhixuan: "Su Zhixuan, come with me, I have a few words with you." Involuntarily pulling Su Zhixuan away go the other way.

In a secluded corner outside the hotel, Tang Manni scolded her head and face: "I told you to kneel in the ancestral hall, why did you come along to join in the fun? Are you afraid that no one in Jiangcheng will not know you? You go back to me right now, don't take it too seriously." One of my birthday parties was messed up!"

Tang Manni ignored Su Zhixuan, turned around and walked back to the hotel, but didn't find Quan Ye, thinking that he should go back to the banquet.

Su Zhixuan twitched the corner of her mouth lightly, why did all the faults fall on her in the end?

She walked down the long steps of the hotel, took off her high-heeled shoes and walked along the side of the road in her hands. She couldn't feel the coolness of the ground or the stinging sand, and her whole body seemed to be empty.

Tang Manni doesn't like her, and she's used to ridiculing her, but Lu Haoran, who clearly made a decision, finally pushed her away when he saw Hui Qian collapsed, he is such a capricious person.

In the end, Lu Haoran was only temporarily dissatisfied, thinking that she was his wife on his marriage certificate, he selfishly wanted to confine her and not allow her to have contact with other men. Those scandals must have made him feel very ashamed.

There were footsteps coming from behind, and soon, a tall man's figure appeared in front of her eyes, her gaze moved up little by little, and settled on the man's face, he was carrying a street lamp, his face was unclear, but his eyes were clear Such as wine.

Quan Ye, why is it this person again?She frowned.

Quan Ye looked at the distraught woman in front of him, with her high heels in her hand, her little white feet just stepped on the icy ground, and the night wind made her feel embarrassed.

He frowned, grabbed the high-heeled shoes from her hand, and hugged her by the waist.

Su Zhixuan was startled, so she could only wrap her arms around his neck, looked at the man's handsome profile, and whispered, "You..."

Quan Ye hugged the bench that walked to the side of the street, put her on the bench, squatted down in front of her, and held her icy feet with his hot hands, she couldn't help but tremble, struggling to retract her feet, He stopped it aloud: "Quan Ye..."

"Don't move!" He shouted domineeringly, Su Zhixuan was taken aback by his drink, as if he had a demonic disease and really stopped moving.

He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped off the dust particles on the soles of her feet. Su Zhixuan was ticklish and wanted to laugh but didn't dare. His face flushed unnaturally.

Quan Ye wiped her feet clean, she breathed a sigh of relief and thought it was over, but unexpectedly he lifted up her skirt, she inhaled suddenly, before she could stop her movement, his movement had already stopped, and the skirt only Lifted to the knee, he stared at the big dark purple circle on her knee, looked up at her, said nothing, picked her up again, got up and walked to the black car parked on the side of the road.

(End of this chapter)