Lu Hanxiao: [I came here for a business trip.]

“…”

Zhou Qiao wanted to die of shame and anger.

She buried herself in the quilt and rolled around in the blanket, "Ahhhh, I thought he was visiting her on purpose, but it turned out to be a business. Isn't this self-indulgent? Let's just die ahhhhh!"

At this time, the phone rang again.

Lu Hanxiao: [Business trip is by the way, picking you up is the key.]

After this sentence, there were three red heart expressions. The red heart beat, as if it was about to overflow the screen. Zhou Qiao scratched his fluffy hair and smiled brighter than the morning light.

This week of anticipation was the most pleasant seven days she had in the past six months of coming to the United States.

Zhou Qiao washed and dryed clothes, packed her luggage, handed over her work, summarized the implementation report, and brought gifts to Professor Li and the others. But just two days before the meeting, Lu Hanxiao suddenly told her that there was an emergency in the company and might not be able to pick her up, but after arranging the car, he would pick her up to the airport.

This temporary change of idea left Zhou Qiao confused for a long time.

It is false to say that he is not disappointed, but when he thinks that he is reasonable and well-founded, Zhou Qiao quickly accepted it.

Time flies so quickly, Zhou Qiao finally bid farewell to these eight months of foreign study and life and returned to the embrace of the motherland.

But what she didn't expect was that Chen Qinghe came to pick her up at the airport.

"Sister Qiao, here." As the Lunar New Year is approaching, festive decorations can be seen everywhere in the airport.

Zhou Qiao asked Chen Qinghe to help with her luggage, and she looked around back and forth.

Chen Qinghe pretended not to see it, and his attitude was a bit funny, "Sister Qiao, you are getting whiter and whiter. Don't get me wrong, I mean my skin is white hahaha."

Zhou Qiao was clear-headed and saw his discomfort and asked directly: "Brother Chen, do you have anything to say to me?"

Chen Qinghe immediately closed his mouth and shook his head left and right, his strength as if he had been knocked on medicine.

Zhou Qiao's eyebrows calmed down and nodded, "Okay."

Just when Chen Qinghe was relieved, she said again: "But I have something to ask you."

“…”

"Where are others?"

Chen Qinghe scratched the back of his head and blinked, "Who is Li Kun? I'm going to Israel to carry out a mission."

Zhou Qiao interrupted, "Lu Hanxiao. Where has he been?"

Chen Qinghe screamed in his heart, thinking, the little girls nowadays are all like crazy, it’s too difficult to deceive.

Zhou Qiao's eyes were very light, but he looked at him straight, not giving him any chance to escape.

Chen Qinghe wanted to speak but stopped, sighed and finally convinced.

"Hey, Xiao'er didn't let me tell you about this, but since you asked, I can't lie to women."

Zhou Qiao's heart was hung on the rooftop. Her face turned pale and her lips were slightly opened, "What happened to him?"

Chen Qinghe nodded.

Zhou Qiao felt cold and looked like Frost, and immediately asked: "...Is it lame? Is it broken? Or... Is it dead?"

Chen Qinghe: "???"

Zhou Qiao's eyes turned red in an instant, and he grabbed his hand out of control, "Speak, say!"

Chen Qinghe was so dazzling that she looked at Jin Xing, "Don't, don't shake it... Oh, Lu Hanxiao is in the hospital... He has an operation to do tomorrow."
Chapter completed!