Chapter 68 Young Master Gu's Playboy Fairy (68)
Sheng Yuze glanced at her, and his eyes signaled: You still have a little conscience.
Jiao Yang looked back with a smile: That goes without saying.
Gu Zixuan broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that the man was next to her again, and it was really inconvenient to say something, what if he guessed wrong? Those were his in-laws, and he speculated about him so maliciously.
"Yes, but."
"How can there be so many buts, Zixuan, are you such a stingy man?" Jiao Yang pouted.
"no."
"Okay, since this is the case, then I will take it as your consent."
Jiaoyang immediately turned from cloudy to sunny, and then, regardless of what the other party said, she hung up the phone with a smile.
She looked at the man beside her, smiled and put her hand on his.
"Next"
Sheng Yuze looked at her intently.
She smiled back.
"No one will bother us anymore."
Sheng Yuze smiled and saw the roof gradually appearing in front of him.
Thinking back at that time, she still insisted on moving here. Later, when she said she wanted to leave, he knew he couldn't stop her, but he didn't expect that one day, she would take the initiative to ask her to come back.
"Jiaoyang, what time are you?"
In fact, he also imagined what would happen if their relationship was made public one day. But he was afraid, and hoped that there would never be such a day, no one would know, the secret between them
Jiao Yang looked at the scene that was getting closer and closer, without looking at him, she already knew what the man was thinking in his heart.
She hooked her lips slightly, and said with a smile: "From the first time I saw you."
Sheng Yuze was stunned, and looked at her: "Really?"
"real."
Jiao Yang looked forward with a smile on her face.
Many times, she only needs one glance to know the man who will have many stories behind her.
Jiaoyang received a call from Gu Yujin in the middle of the night.
She put on her clothes and hurried out.
"Sheng Lai is gone."
To be honest, she doesn't want to care. To put it a bit more cruelly, if they are separated and not together, it has nothing to do with her whether they live or die.
But listening to Gu Yujin's tired voice on the phone when she was a father, Jiaoyang didn't know why, after thinking for a while, she went out to look for it.
She didn't know why. Probably moved by the great and tolerant fatherly love of the other party? It's so enviable.
Jiaoyang thought nonsensically.
"Have you searched for any other places near here?"
"I've looked for them all."
"I see."
Jiao Yang got into the private car of Sheng's family, said in a low voice, hung up the phone, and then called Gu Shenglai, and after one call, it actually showed that the phone was turned off.
Nothing really happened, right?
She raised her eyebrows and suddenly thought of a place.
"Uncle Wang, go to Sheng's newly opened apartment."
"good."
She lived there before, and stayed with Gu Shenglai for a while. It's just that since she revealed her identity, she seldom goes there.
Jiaoyang rushed downstairs, the lights in that row were all turned off, and she suddenly thought that there was no play. But I took the elevator up to take a look, and came down again after making sure no one was there.
That kid, where did he go?
Jiaoyang was thinking as he walked, how old he is, and he knows to let his father worry about him all day long. What was it like when she was about to turn eighteen?
Jiao Yang raised her eyebrows, but couldn't remember. I vaguely remember that at that time, she seemed to be in a single-parent family.
Her father gave her all the material satisfaction, and also gave her a unique tolerance and doting in the world. Everyone envies her and thinks she is a little princess surrounded by the whole world. But she seemed, still very unhappy, why did she come
Jiao Yang squinted her eyes, the matter was too far away, and she couldn't remember it.
"Miss, do you want me to accompany you?" The driver, Uncle Wang, got out of the car and came over. He spent a period of time with the lady at Sheng's house, so he naturally knew some of her habits and shortcomings, such as not knowing the way.
Jiao Yang regained consciousness from his thoughts and shook his head: "No need, I can do it by myself. If you are worried, you can follow me."
She remembered that she probably had envy for Gu Yujin's feelings for Gu Shenglai. Her mother will choose to abandon her because she loves her father, and she can't love her, and die alone with no nostalgia for the world. My own existence cannot be my mother's belief in living, nor can it be a shackle to prevent her from dying.
As for Dad, even though he must also love her, she has never received such meticulous care from that man as Gu Yujin did to Gu Shenglai.
This is Sheng Jiaoyang's life that belongs to her, not any parallel space, but hers alone.
Everyone says, don't be too greedy, let alone get into a dead end. But she still drilled, and became more and more greedy.
Jiao Yang thought, she knew what she wanted, and she was constantly making up for herself, making her stronger.
What family affection is is not important. Just let it become an inextricable obsession, and then it cannot be thrown away. Along the way, she has never been abandoned by anyone, and others have always looked at her back.
Perhaps, what Gu Yujin said is right, she just can't distinguish her feelings, her world is very simple, there are only two kinds.
One is like that will expire, and the other is dislike that will not expire.
Jiao Yang stopped and smiled.
She found Gu Shenglai.
This is her confidence in her own ideas. Although I didn't see him in that house just now, I still believe that he will appear here inexplicably.
Gu Shenglai was turning his back to her at the moment, looking at the fallen leaves that kept falling from the top of his head. He put something in his hand, brought it to his mouth, and sucked a few mouthfuls deftly.
Jiao Yang walked over and took the cigarette from his hand.
Gu Shenglai froze for a moment, subconsciously frowned, and froze instantly when he saw someone coming.
"elder sister?"
Fingers still maintain the movement of holding the cigarette just now, looking at her, his eyes are astonished, and he seems to be unable to believe that she really appeared in front of him.
Jiaoyang smiled, bent his eyes, glanced at the cigarette in his hand, then threw it on the ground and stamped it out with his feet.
"At such a young age, it's not good to learn what to do. I even smoke like others."
(end of this chapter)