Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

After taking the picture, Wen Qingzhu took it for a long time.

He seemed not to see paintings, but to see Mo Qiuxi and his lover through paintings.

Looking at it, Wen Qingzhu dropped a tear under his eyes.

When he realized that his tears were falling in the painting, Wen Qingzhu started to wipe, but the tears were soaked in the painting and could not be wiped away.

Wen Qingzhu's heart was tense and painful for a while.

He wondered if his feelings and Qiu Xi's feelings were the same. Some harm had happened, and it would be difficult for him to erase.

It is said that the man has tears and does not flick, just because he has not reached his heart.

After returning to the hotel with the painting, he ate dinner at the hotel, but after going back, he couldn't sleep anymore.

Since Qiu Xi left, he has suffered from insomnia. When he went abroad, he didn't take any medicine to help him sleep, so this would make him unable to sleep.

Wen Qingzhu stood in front of the window like this, looking at the night outside, and Qiu Xi was all in his mind.

He didn't realize his heart before, but now he realizes love. He just wants to give Qiuxi full of love.

If she can come back to him here, he will love her well.

Where she wants to play, where he will accompany her.

He will no longer let himself busy with her time.

The brightly lit scene under the night was beautiful, but there was no one around him, and he only felt lonely and desolate.

Wen Qingzhu's gaze was full of melancholy.

Just when he thought he would lose sleep all night, he received a call from Xia Junzihao.

Wen Qingzhu shook his hand.

Every time, he will answer the phone excitedly, every time he looks forward to finding Qiuxi news.

But every time, this is not the news.

His heart was ups and downs, but this time, he still answered the phone with hope.

"Qingzhu, tell you the good news, you have to stabilize your emotions and don't be excited."

Wen Qingzhu's heart shook and his voice shook, "Zi Hao, is it Qiu Xi's news? Do you know where she is?"

Xia Junzihao listened to Wen Qingzhu's apparently excited voice and silenced, "Qingzhu, don't be excited, you have to hold on."

"You can rest assured, I can bear it."

"Well, she re-reading the acting department at g-zhongqin university."

Wen Qingzhu listened, and his heart jumped, "Did she go to the acting department? Did she go to school?"

Wen Qingzhu didn't understand or understand Qiu Xi's decision at all, but he was still very excited and happy anyway, because he finally knew Qiu Xi's news.

Now he has direction.

"Well, Yan'er said that she is re-starting freshman year, maybe preparing to enter the performing arts circle, I will tell you that you have a psychological preparation."

Wen Qingzhu said in a trance: "I know, as long as she is happy, just be happy."

Listening to Wen Qingzhu's repeated voices, Xia Junzi sighed kindly, feeling that Wen Qingzhu was miserable, Mo Qiuxi, otherwise he would not say such things.

At the beginning, when Wen Wan asked the acting department to enter the performing arts circle, Wen Qingzhu didn't agree very much.

In fact, some principles are not principles in front of loved ones and will compromise.

After a pause, Xia Junzi said, "Qingzhu, there is one more thing to tell you, so that you can be mentally prepared."

Wen Qingzhu twitched his heart. He understood Xia Junzihao's style. He said that this sentence was obviously also related to Qiu Xi, "What is it?"

"The reason why Mo Qiuxi cannot be found is so slow that someone erased it."

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