?Mr. Yun? Assistant didn't dare to neglect when he heard this, and the general manager called it himself and replied: "Our Mr. Yun is having a meeting. My surname is your lady. When Mr. Yun comes out, I will ask her to call you back."

"No, why don't you tell me," she whispered, "I'm near Baile Park at 3:00 pm, so I want to talk to her, so as not to always try my best to come to me but can't find it. What do you think?"

Her tone was soft but cold, and her assistant was stunned and puzzled, so she had to say, "Okay, I will definitely bring it to you."

"Thanks."

After saying a hoarse voice, she hung up the phone and put it on her hand, her face not looking good.

She couldn't be sure whether she was doing this or not, whether it was selfish or not. She had already done this, but the little bit of guilt torture her and reminded her that she didn't seem to be a good person either.

When she opened the email, she wanted to read the new email but found that it was not. She covered the keyboard with her slender hands, but in the end she only typed a few spaces. She was solemn, but she couldn't say anything to anyone, which was very uncomfortable.

A moment later, I heard a "ding" sound, and a new email came in. I gently clicked on it. The sender column still said unknown. The email was blank, and it was like her. There seemed to be a thousand solemn words to say through the screen. She was stunned and laughed, with tears in her smile.

With a thin finger, he gently tapped, "If I were not a good person, would you regret helping me?"

It took a long time for a response there, and it was still a heart-warming sentence: "No one will do bad things for no reason, just don't want to punish yourself with other people's mistakes."

Other people’s mistakes? Punish yourself?

Such sentences that are so heart-thought that she wants to laugh even more. Her hands are so shaking that she can't type out words. Other people's mistakes hurt themselves, but why can't she return them? Why can't she become as bad? Such a gentleman, how can she fight against those demons who can't kill people without blood? Why can she just think that she has been bitten by a dog, swallowing the pain and blood without saying a word?

No.

She can't do that.

Even though she knew that the other party was kind, she didn't want to talk to him again for the first time. She gently closed the computer and pretended that she couldn't see it or hear any comfort.

Three o'clock in the afternoon. Bailiyuan.

Just opposite the Xinyang Nursing Home Branch.

She closed her eyes, and her eyelids, which were roasted by the sun, were covered in blood. She began to look forward to the arrival of that scene.

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When Yun Shang received the call, the pen in his hand fell off and his face turned pale.

"I'm so afraid that she will confront me in front of me. Sister, I haven't tried to kill the same person twice and can't kill him. Even if she just suspects me now, I'll feel guilty!" Yun Fei said tremblingly, "Can you help me? Sister, I beg you, she doesn't know anything you do, no one knows!!!"

In front of her, the financial manager who was reporting the economic statement was frowning at her. She looked away with her cold eyes, twisted the swing chair to face the window, and said in a low voice: "Go and hide..."

"Let's go out to hide now... When someone asks me, I will tell them that you are not in Kyoto at all... Feifei, don't be afraid, it's okay to have a sister in there, take care of yourself..."

Yun Fei's eyes turned red as she heard it, she nodded in sobs, and hung up the phone to pack her luggage.

"Miss Yun, your meeting with foreign businessmen in the afternoon was at..."

"Turn it off," she said angrily, walking back, trying to straighten her back, her eyes shining, and turning back to the stoic woman who could not be beaten and beaten, and glanced at her secretary, "I have an appointment in the afternoon, so don't bother me with any itinerary."

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When people got off work, Lin Yitong walked out of the gate of the institute and saw the Hummer in front of her. In the car, the outline on the side of Hursran was as deep as a carving, with his eyebrows lowered and his head tilted, and his irresistible majesty and domineering. In his arms was a little boy in pink and jade, pulling the epaulette on his shoulder hard, not knowing how important that was. What was even more shocking was that Hursran actually indulged him, sucking his back with his big palm, swept over at a glance, and landed on Lin Yitong.

The deep and shallow horror in her eyes made him feel distressed.

"I didn't want you to come here to pick me up directly." Her little face turned red and white, and she lowered her head and said softly.

"Are you afraid that your master and colleagues will see it?" Hosran raised his eyes and fell lightly on the people behind her who frequently looked at her side.

She glanced at him coldly, hugged the child, and said stubbornly: "I'm not afraid."

What else is there to be afraid of now that Lin Yitong is worthy of fear?

Hosran let her speak stubbornly and went to help her open the car door. As soon as she put the child on, she asked in a deep voice: "You don't have to go in immediately after the afternoon report, should you send you back, or do you have something else to go?"

Lin Yitong paused and looked back: "Do you have time?"

Hosran stared at her deeply and said in a deep voice: "For the time being."

He would not personally ask him to go back until the central government has a clear transfer order to take over military affairs. After all, he has more important things to do.

A shimmering wave flashed in her eyes, and it was cold and cold. But she smiled. She really thought of something, holding the car door with her hand and said, "Let's go to the nursery school first. I will tell you where I will go..."

She was clearly smiling at him, but there was a layer of frost between the softness and seductiveness, which made Hosran unable to touch and touch, and could not even understand the temperature.

He pursed his thin lips, walked slowly over, leaning over, and then her face changed and she leaned against the car door.

His hands suddenly warmed up, wrapped tightly by his big palm, and the familiar masculine aura was pressed down. She closed her eyes suddenly, but she never thought that he had snatched her waist and brought her into her arms. Her ears were "bang!" and she closed the car door to block the child's vision. When she raised her eyes, the handsome face that had been entangled in her dreams for four years suddenly magnified in front of her eyes.

"Didn't you take the initiative to live with me?" He bowed his head and approached her soft and beautiful little face, breathing and blending, his big hands gently pressed the back of her neck, and his deep red eyes were approaching her soul. The solemn magnetic in his voice made people feel distracted. "I think that means you have begun to try to accept me, accept that I do something to compensate for the pain and harm that I once gave you. But if you are still in such pain - even if you feel pain in getting along like this, I will feel painful and uncomfortable. I would rather not force you in such a way, do you understand?"

Her consciousness seemed to be awakened instantly, and her water eyes stared at him.

He seemed to be reminding her that her acting skills were not enough, and she could not do what she said, and she couldn't even act! She begged to share
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