Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Anlan didn't know that he was using the past to persecute her. He felt a little sad. They were obviously two parallel lines, but he had to hold her back and not let her go far.

Qin Anlan laughed softly, with a bitter smile, "Qiqi, I'm back to City B. If you have time, remember to go home."

He put a key in her palm and parked it for a long time before saying in a low voice, "You know the address."

Pei Qiqi raised his eyes and looked at his painful eyes.

He turned around, his voice was a little hoarse: "Qiqi, go! Before I regret it, let's go."

He didn't agree to the divorce, but a negative attitude. He let her and Tang Yu be together because there was Ye Liangqiu beside him... everything came by too coincidental.

Pei Qiqi stood behind him, feeling unspeakable sadness in his heart.

It's fake to say that she doesn't like Qin Anlan at all, but that kind of feelings are mixed too much. She gets along with him very comfortably, just like family members, without heart.

But if he is sad, she will be sad too.

Gently stepped forward and hugged him from behind, as if they were embracing each other in New York, she hugged him a bit rascally, "An Lan, don't be angry."

His back stiffened, and it took a long time before he gave a wry smile, "I'm not angry with you."

As he said, his voice became lower: "I am mad at myself."

Seventy-seven, if I hadn't been so ridiculous before, I wouldn't let you go, I would never...

After Pei Qiqi left, KIME silently appeared behind Qin Anlan, "Mr Qin."

Qin Anlan turned a little red when he turned his head, "Got your things?"

KIME looked at Mr. Qin's expression, did not dare to say more, silently handed a kraft paper bag and walked back.

Qin Anlan lowered his head and looked at the thing. It took a long time before he untied the entangled thread.

Open the file bag, there are dozens of photos inside, each of which is Tang Yu and Pei Qiqi.

Some of them celebrate their birthdays in the bar, some of them in the cinema, some of them kissing in the phone booth... the scene is intense, and late at night, Tang Yu carries Pei Qiqi home warmly.

Qin Anlan watched, his eyes red, and even his hands trembling.

After a while, he took a cigarette out of his trouser pocket, took a long sip, and raised his head to prevent the heat from filling his eyes...

Behind him, Ye Liangqiu stood, watching the man silently, watching him hurt for other women.

She spoke slowly: "Mu Yun may need 200 milliliters of blood."

Her voice was cold-blooded and ruthless, as if he was a blood bank.

Qin Anlan turned around suddenly, his eyes locked in her.

Ye Liangqiu's gaze also fell on the kraft paper bag in his hand. She knew that it was given to him by KIME, but Qin Anlan didn't know that KIME had betrayed him and had been used by Tang Yu.

Qin Anlan looked at Ye Liangqiu and asked every word, "In your heart, I'm just a mobile blood bank, am I?" Sometimes, he would suspect that this woman is cold-blooded.

If she loves him, loves him as she shows it, then why can she be so calm when she draws his blood?

Ye Liangqiu's voice was very weak, and he said calmly: "Yes."

Qin Anlan sneered, "Ye Liangqiu, why did you tell me about Mu Yun's existence at this time? Don't say you didn't have a deal with Tang Yu?"

"The deal is that day." She was outspoken, always daring to say.

Qin Anlan's expression was even colder, "As far as I know, the RH-negative blood bank in City A has not been particularly stressful in the past two months. With your resources, it will not be impossible."