Chapter 11 (1/2)

Misi wants to shed tears and looks at Jing Bohao's anger, feeling aggrieved, ”how can you say that to me? I don't have any...”

”Hum!” Jing Bohao shook hard, and didn't want to hear her hypocritical explanation.

As soon as Mies was pulled by him, his chair was moved to a higher position. He rubbed on the floor and made a sharp noise. He staggered two steps. Mies did not stand firmly. His legs bent and knelt on the floor, and his knees hit the chair.

”Hiss -” she gasped in pain.

Jing Bohao didn't have a look of affection. He said mercilessly: ”if you let me know that you call to stimulate Minan, I will let you know the consequences of irritating me!”

Jing Bohao got up and left. He didn't even return to his room.

Aunt Zhang heard the noise and rushed from the kitchen, ”little lady, are you ok?”

Aunt Zhang was startled and quickly helped up miss. She wanted to create a chance for young master and wife to be alone. Who knew it would be like this. She was painfully staring at the bleeding wound of mith. She was tender and tender, and she didn't know what the pain was like.

Tears swirled in her eyes, and Mies forced to smile at her: ”Aunt Zhang, I'm ok.”

Back in the room, she pulled up her pants and saw that her knees were blue and blue, swollen and swollen.

Aunt Zhang brought the medicine box. Miss thanks Aunt Zhang and insists on coming by herself.

Saying no pain is false Just no heartache.

When Jiuqing touched the wound, it hurt to explode. It was also the most aggrieved time in my heart. She wanted to cry. Several times, tears were snatched out of the frame, and she was forced to go back.

Smile again, but it's just a wound. What is it!

He managed to deal with the pain. The pain gradually disappeared, and Mies was relieved.

When the bell rings, miss's phone rings, a series of strange numbers, and I don't know whether it's an advertisement or not. After seeing that the other party doesn't mean to hang up for a while, she picks it up.

”Miss, why did you answer the phone so long? Have you forgotten all about me?” It's a very familiar voice.

”Sunny?” Miss was stunned. Although she was puzzled, she was sure that the voice was Fang Qingqing, just like her name, which relieved her gloomy mood at the moment. Even the wound seemed to feel no pain.

Fang Qingqing was her best friend from high school to university. When she was studying, she could wear a pair of trousers together. At that time, she was very happy at school. Unfortunately, Fang Qingqing went abroad in her sophomore year and gradually lost contact.

”If you have a conscience, you have not forgotten me.” Although scolded, Fang Qingqing smiles happily at the end of the phone.

She knew that Mies would not forget her.

”It's really you. You're good to talk about me! You're a woman who says she's gone, she doesn't look back, she's gone for a few years, and now she's willing to show up? ”Mies scowled at her,” my phone hasn't been changed, but you've never contacted me! ”

……

After the short silence, Fang Qingqing said: ”I'm sorry, miss.”

When she received this call, Fang Qingqing, who had not contacted her for several years, had already disappeared.

”Don't make it so sensational. Just say how you can come back now.” Mieth's face was unnaturally full of smiles.

”I hate you, of course I have to come back!”

”You have a conscience!”

Fang Qingqing told Miss about the interesting things she had met in the past few years. Although they had not been in touch for several years, the familiarity seemed to be just yesterday, and the conversation became lively.