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208. The young master will give you a scourge (2)

After thinking about it, he was still angry. He stepped forward and kicked the closed door of the office.

"Bang--"

However, the people inside were still not moving.

Feng Wuze snorted coldly, turned around, and left with unrecognizable steps.

He will be back.

Listening to the noise outside the door, Long Beijue looked at the person beside him.

The woman lowered her eyebrows and was slightly lost.

He reached out to hook her waist and took her into his arms, "I'm still thinking about Feng Wuze's words?"

Qiao Luo was stunned for a moment, met his deep eyebrows and said indifferently, "He is a member of the Feng family."

He is even the new head of the Feng family.

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, "So what?"

The Feng family is very good at fortune-telling, but he feels that everything is exceptional. If everything in the world can be calculated accurately, then what fun is there in life?

It is better to believe in yourself than to tell fortunes.

"Will Boss Qiao believe that?"

Qiao Luo shook his head, a little fog seeped out of his eyes, "I didn't believe it before, but now I can't believe it anymore."

After all, rebirth has happened to her, so there is nothing else that is impossible.

Long Beijue frowned and scolded Feng Wuze in his heart.

It made his kid unhappy, and he had known that he would have punched him twice more just now.

He reached out and rubbed her head, "That guy Feng Wuze is just a little kung fu. Just listen to his words, don't believe him."

Meeting his sight, Qiao Luo asked, "If what he said is true, aren't you afraid that my catastrophe will harm you?"

Long Beijue curled his lips and pressed against her forehead, "It's okay, I'll give you any harm."

Qiao Luo raised his hand to his chest and widened his distance, "Long Beijue, I mean serious."

"I'm serious, too," he said.

"Just like Grandma Chang, if it weren't for me..."

Long Beijue corrected his face and interrupted her, "No."

Qiao Luo was slightly stunned.

"It's not because of Grandma Chang's affairs." Long Beijue's voice said in a low voice, "It's not because of you," his slender fingertips rubbed her face as long as jade.

"That's just an accident, it has nothing to do with you."

Falling into his deep eyes, Qiao Luo looked at him in disgust.

If Feng Wuze had said before that she had any great disaster, she would only laugh it off and would not take it to heart.

And now, she began to worry.

It’s not because she is afraid of death, but because of the person in front of her, she is a little reluctant to leave.

She was a little greedy for the warmth of this person.

Qiao Luo's eyes were slightly dark, and the knuckles that grabbed his sleeves turned slightly white.

Long Beijue held her shoulders and pressed her into his arms, pressing her thin lips against her ears, "Even if there is a great disaster, I will still be there."

Qiao Luo closed his eyes, buried himself in his chest, absorbing the warmth that belongs to him.

The rare dependence she showed made Long Beijue particularly useful.

His bright red lips curled up a satisfied smile and tightened his hands holding her waist.

...

When he returned home, Yun Ruoxiang headed straight to the room.

When I closed the door, my emotions burst out.

All the things that were easy to hold were smashed, and even the full-length mirror that landed on the ground was overthrown by her.

With a "bang", the glass slag on the ground was broken.

When Chen Yu heard the movement, the room was already in a mess.

Her eyes flashed slightly, avoiding the glass scraps on the ground, she walked to the window and approached her daughter who was falling on the ground carefully.

"Ruoxiang, what's wrong with you? You're so angry?" she asked softly.

"Did anyone make you angry?"

Yun Ruoxiang lowered her head, disheveled her hair, and could not see the expression on her face.

Seeing that she didn't say a word, Chen Yu reached out to lift her hair and then said, "Didn't you go to a meeting with your dad today? Didn't you see Long Beijue?"

Her daughter has been very outstanding since she was a child. She is her pride. She is very good at hiding her emotions. It is rare to see her having such a big temper.

When Yun Ruoxiang heard the name "Long Beijue", his eyes moved slightly.

She slowly raised her head and said in a daze, "Mom, Qiao Luo is in his office, Beijue took her to his office."

Chen Yu was stunned, Qiao Luo?

Thinking of the rumor in the circle these days, she suddenly recalled his words.

She comforted softly, "Ruoxiang, Long Beijue just took her to the office. Perhaps because there is something to deal with, don't think too much."

"No." Yun Ruoxiang's face changed slightly, with red eyes, and she growled, "Qiao Luo is sitting at his desk, and is still using his computer unscrupulously."

"Beijue is very nervous about her. I have never seen Beijue as gentle as that, and these exceptions are all because of Qiao Luo."

Speaking of the latter, it was too exciting and the tone was broken.

Chen Yu looked surprised. Looking at her sad look, it was not difficult to guess the scene at that time.

Could it be that the news circulated outside is true that Long Beijue is really with Qiao Qiaoluo?

Yun Ruoxiang cried hysterically, "I like him for so many years. For him, I tried my best to make myself better, but why can't he give me some attention? Even with a positive look, why should he be so cruel to me?"

Her eyes have been following him since she first met him when she was fifteen.

Until now, she is twenty-five years old. She has liked him for a full ten years. In order to match him, she worked hard to learn and strive to become the most outstanding daughter of the celebrity in Huacheng. Just when she thought she had a chance, he chose someone else.

No matter how good she looks, talent, family background, she is hundreds of times better than Qiao Luo. She doesn't understand where she is inferior to Qiao Luo, why he just doesn't want to choose her.

The resentment burst out, and she cried out loud, "I have liked him for ten years. How long has he known Qiao Luo for a long time? Why would he rather choose Qiao Luo than choose me?"

Chen Yu frowned, even more disgusted with Qiao Luo who had never met before.

She held Yun Ruoxiang's hand and comforted softly, "Ruoxiang, calm down first."

Yun Ruoxiang said hoarsely, "Mom, I'm not willing to give up. I don't want to lose to Qiao Luo. Beijue should be mine."

Chen Yu nodded and followed her words, "I know, I know, that wild girl Qiao Luo is not as good as you anywhere, you will not lose to her."

Yun Ruoxiang sobbed, "But Beijue is already with her, what should I do?"

Chen Yu reached out to wipe off the tears from her face and said softly, "So what if you are together? She is nothing before she enters the Long family's door."

As long as Qiao Luo has not married Long Beijue, it is not certain that the position of the young lady of the Long family will be in the end.

Yun Ruoxiang was stunned and looked at her with a dull look.
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