You Are My Unforgettable Love

The private room was quiet, and everyone did not understand why Shen Yingdi had just been so good, how could he suddenly explode.

After a while, Xiaoye asked weakly, "What is ... what? Isn't it good at first? Did we say something wrong and made Shen Yingdi angry?"

But then he shook his head again, "We didn't say anything!"

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, and look at each other.

Qiao Lian's cell phone rang, she answered, and Song Cheng's voice came across. "Miss Qiao, can you please send Mr. Shen's cell phone to the underground garage."

Qiao Lian turned her head and saw Shen Liangchuan's phone on the dining table.

Hanging up the phone, she quietly picked up her mobile phone and went out on the grounds of going to the bathroom.

When she came to the underground garage, she saw a car flashing double. She trot up and drove over, driving the car window down, revealing Song Cheng's face.

She hurriedly handed him the phone and looked through the window to the person in the back seat of the car.

His hand was still bleeding, but he was still expressionless, looking through the glass window and looking out, with a sense of grumbling.

She asked, "Mr. Shen, your hand ..."

"Drive."

A cold voice interrupted her inquiry.

Song Cheng made a worship gesture to Qiao Lian and started the car.

Qiao Lian stood there, watching the car slowly moving, she and Shen Liangchuan, across a glass window, slowly missed it.

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All afternoon, Qiao Lian was absent-minded.

He was clearly writing, but his **** hand always appeared in front of him.

I don't know if Song Cheng took him to the hospital?

Qiao Lian couldn't help but picked up his cell phone and sent him a message, [Are your hands okay? 】

But this text message, like a sinking sea, did not get any response.

She texted Song Cheng again, and Song Cheng's reply was very fast: [It's been processed, it's okay. 】

Qiao Lian was relieved. She took the mobile phone, thought and thought, couldn't help but text again and asked: "Today, is he unhappy? 】

Song Cheng: [No, everything is okay today. 】

It stands to reason that everything is fine, so why is he suddenly in such a bad mood?

Can't figure it out, Qiao Lian simply doesn't want to.

The editor-in-chief has returned from the meeting, and the editor-in-chief is going to report to the headquarters.

Afternoon time passed quickly. After work, Qiao Lian took a bus and walked home.

As he passed the park, he was stopped by Xia Yehua: "Little Qiao!"

Qiao Lian then realized that this morning seemed to have promised to accompany Xia Yehua for dinner.

but……

Song Cheng said that he had already gone home, and now she would like to go home and take a look.

After a little tangled, I started to say, "Auntie, I'm really sorry. I have something tonight. Would you like to go home first and accompany you for dinner tomorrow?"

Xia Yehua was a little disappointed, but he still said, "That line, don't forget tonight!"

Joe nodded in love, stepped forward, walked through the garden, and walked into the villa.

After she left, Xia Yehua called home and said, "Well, my little friend is not going to eat with me. Is that sinner back?"

Mr. Li said, "Mrs., I just called on the 8th side. They said that Mr. was in the villa, and his hand was injured!"

"What?" Xia Yehua was in a hurry, "I'll go and see!"

Hanging up the phone, she hurriedly walked to Villa 8.