obsessed with love

Chapter 188 Coincidence
The so-called "no coincidence makes a book", sometimes too many coincidences all come together, and Qiao Anming even suspects that someone did it on purpose. The sound insulation effect of a five-star hotel should be good, but when he opened his computer bag, he found that his data cable was left behind. In the car that came to pick him up, I wanted to go downstairs to pick it up.

The door leaf was slightly opened, and Du Ruo's words, "Don't mention Qiao Anming to me again, I have nothing to do with him..." were poured into his ears without saying a single word. Hearing the omen, his heart hurts for a moment and he can't breathe normally, then Mo Youting's slightly warm voice, and finally he is giggling and pulling Du Ruo into the elevator, such sweetness makes Qiao Anming I can no longer find any excuse to convince myself that the two of them are just ordinary friends.

The sound of people had long since faded away, but Qiao Anming was still standing in the room holding the doorknob tightly, eyes closed, head slightly raised, and let out all the stuffy air that filled his heart and lungs in one breath.

The itinerary for the second day was a bit full. I visited "Wuzhizhou Island" in the morning and soaked in hot springs in the afternoon. Diving and soaking in hot springs are not suitable for pregnant women. In addition, Du Ruo's pregnancy reaction was too serious, so she hurried to Wuzhizhou After walking around the island, he asked Xu Dong for leave and wanted to go back to the hotel to rest. Xu Dong saw that her face was really bad, so he agreed after a few pleasantries, and just reminded her to attend the banquet at night.

When Du Ruo arrived at the hotel, he thought of Mo Youting, so he called him while walking.

"Hey, are you on the plane?"

"Well, we've entered the security check..."

"Then be careful yourself, I vomited too much, go back to the room to rest now, call me when you arrive in Tongcheng..."

The other end let out a soft "hmm", paused for a few seconds before suddenly asking: "Du Ruo, are you annoying me so much? Do you want to drive me away so much?"

Just now, she was still in a very light tone, but she suddenly asked in such a low voice, Du Ruo was a little uncomfortable. In fact, she was not unmoved by Mo Youting's appearance, but she felt that she owed him more and more. His excessive care and care It has already put pressure on her, and she is afraid that she will gradually become addicted and become more and more unable to pay back.

It's just that now that he asked so bluntly, she didn't dare to tell the truth, she just tried to perfunctory: "No, why would I want to drive you away, but you have also seen it, it is really inconvenient, this is a group activity of the company, everywhere They are all bosses and clients...so..." Before she finished speaking, she walked from the elevator to the corridor at the door of the room, and when she looked up, Qiao Anming was standing at the end of the corridor not far away with a few experts...

The sunshine in Sanya is unrestrained and gorgeous, the blue sky sprinkles light everywhere without hesitation, and Qiao Anming is standing in front of the window, standing against the backlight, and the golden light source tilts down from the top of his head...

"Director Hu, Dean Feng, I will definitely drink with you tonight..."

"Mr. Qiao, you said this yourself, you must not break your word..."

The last pleasantries, Qiao Anming shook hands with them politely, was about to turn around and walk back to the room, when he looked up, he also saw the figure standing not far away...

It's not a short month, a month without any contact with each other.

He is obsessed with thoughts and worries.

She was in despair and emptiness, her love and hatred vanished.

Time and space seemed to stand still in the eyes of the two, the sun was dimming, and the voices of people were dissipating... The collision of longing and despair caused a moment of panic in each other's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, leaving only indifference and indifference.

The expert still stood where he was and didn't notice Qiao Anming's strangeness at all. He patted him on the shoulder politely and reminded: "Mr. Qiao, I'll be waiting for you at six o'clock in the evening..."

And the mobile phone that Du Ruo had been holding in his hand made an urgent male voice: "Du Ruo, are you still listening? Hey... hello..."

Everything seems to be back to normal, and the expression on the face is the same. As for the heart, the heart is in an invisible place.

In the end, it was Qiao Anming who turned his face away first, and politely responded to the reminders of the experts: "Okay, see you at six o'clock in the evening..."

Du Ruo gritted his teeth hard, tried his best to smile, and raised his phone to answer the voice on the phone: "Well, I'm listening. I just walked to the door of the room. The signal in the elevator was not good just now..." Then he quickly picked up the phone. Swiped the room card and walked in...

A brief glance, between lightning and flint.

The most difficult encounter in this life to interpret is when the heart is flustered and the expression is normal!
The reunion after a long absence is like a glance of ten thousand years... The wounds are all on the heart, and they are all split open in an instant, dripping with blood...

Du Ruo walked into the room almost biting his breath, his footsteps had long been unsteady, and the moment he closed the door, he immediately put his back against the wall... covered his chest with one hand, and covered his lower abdomen with the other...

She once thought that if she saw Qiao Anming again, she would definitely rush up and slap him across the face, and then angrily reprimanded: "Cold-blooded animal, that is your own flesh and blood!"

But now he was so close to her, separated by a corridor, and he could only lean his back against the wall like this, not even daring to shed tears.

Love is too hard, hate is not easy, Du Ruo's hand has been covering her lower abdomen, she has been unwilling to admit the fact that Qiao Anming does not want this child, because she always naively thinks that the baby can easily spy on her in her belly In her heart, she didn't want the child to know that his father didn't want him, otherwise, it would be too cruel.

Du Ruo shut herself in the room for almost the whole afternoon, because she didn't dare to go out, afraid of seeing Qiao Anming again, and blamed herself for being too naive. Shengan had just entered the Chinese medicine market, and its customer base was unstable. It was the first time for the base to spend a lot of publicity in the industry. As Qiao Anming, how could he not show up.

So Du Ruo sat in the room until after six o'clock, hesitating, thinking about whether to go to the restaurant for dinner, but looking at himself in the mirror, his face was pale, and there was obvious panic and tension in his eyes, and he couldn't help scolding again. She is worthless, obviously he was at fault first, he used such despicable means to try to get rid of the child, why should she hide like this in the end.

Isn't it just a meeting? Could it be that he will attack her in public!After thinking about it angrily, Du Ruo began to take out clothes from the closet and change into them.

Because her complexion was really bad, she put on a little make-up. She was so stubborn that she had to pretend to be indifferent in front of him no matter how embarrassed she was, so in the end she deliberately chose a lotus-colored long dress. Ordinary tailoring, loose style, only slightly tightened at the waist to outline a vague curve, but the hollow design of the back is ingenious, and a small piece of back skin can be seen.

Finally, after changing his clothes and turning around in front of the mirror, he took out a bright lipstick and put it on, which gave him a bit of confidence.

The Sheng'an base has booked out the entire Chinese restaurant of Star Domain, and the round table format is quite satisfactory, which is more suitable for everyone to exchange feelings.

All the participants are already in place, except for Du Ruo and Qiao Anming, Du Ruo is not the protagonist, so it doesn't matter if she is late, but Qiao BOSS hasn't shown his face yet, who dares to open the meeting.

The hands of the watch had already pointed to 6:[-], Xu Dong struggled to call Qiao Anming, but Du Ruo didn't show up, could the two of them be hiding in a corner of the hotel by "coincidence", so Xu Dong wondered After a long time, he still didn't dare to dial Qiao Anming's cell phone, he gritted his teeth, said a word, wait...

When it was close to 7 o'clock, Qiao BOSS finally came late. When he entered the restaurant, he saw that the room was full of people who did not move their chopsticks. He hurriedly walked to the main table with apologies. The main table was arranged by well-known experts and academicians He is also very familiar with Qiao Anming, so when he saw his master appearing, he naturally held Qiao Anming down and made fun of him.

"It's too late, we've all been waiting for nearly an hour..."

"No, Mr. Qiao, you will be punished today..."

"Yeah, I have to be punished, fined to drink... No matter what, I have to drink today..."

Qiao Anming could only deal with the booing by a group of people, and the waiter beside him was well-trained to arrange the tableware for him. He turned sideways with a smile, and when he looked up, he saw Du Ruo hurried in from the door.

Wearing a long skirt, with her hair tied up, her head slightly lowered, and her upper body slightly arched, she walked from the door to the dining table.

Each participant had already arranged the table number in advance. With Du Ruo's position, the seat must be some distance away from the main table, but Qiao Anming still felt his heart surging when he looked at it from such a distance.

This is not the first time he has been amazed by her. The initial "peeping" in the parking lot, she broke into his sight like a lotus flower on that rainy night... until now, even though there have been too many lingering times, Qiao Anming felt that she still had the ability to capture his heart at a glance.

The white figure had already sat down, and the heads of people in front of him were surging, but Qiao Anming still couldn't move away, but soon there was an obscure coolness in his eyes. , Give it to Mr. Qiao, he was late for so long today, everyone is waiting for him, he must be punished..."

Du Ruo knew where Qiao Anming's seat was, so she kept her head down throughout the meal, afraid that if she accidentally glanced at him, she would try her best to refuse customers who came over to toast, and she couldn't handle it. I just took a sip, put it in my mouth, turned around and spit it out on a tissue...

Mo Youting has been texting her all the time, sometimes reminding her not to drink alcohol, sometimes reminding her to pay attention to her diet, interspersed with a few unscrupulous jokes from time to time, such as childish text messages like "Should I fly over to find you again" Du Ruo has long been used to his way of speaking, knowing that he has no limit to his speech, but he will also look at those text messages and smile in a timely manner.

Years of suffering, at least one person is by his side, so Du Ruo's feelings for Mo Youting first started from such gratitude and kindness.

Qiao Anming has been trying to resist not being able to look away, but alcohol has catalyzed her, and she is becoming more and more unable to control herself. She seems to be holding her mobile phone and laughing, probably texting with the man surnamed Mo.

Most hotels in Sanya focus on seafood, and seafood is Du Ruo’s favorite. She knew she would be allergic, but she still couldn’t help eating too much. Coupled with morning sickness, it was hard for her to run to the bathroom until the end of the banquet...

In a five-star hotel, even the bathroom is spacious and bright. Du Ruo propped his hands on the sink and vomited until he almost fainted. Qiao Anming behind her...

"If you can't drink, drink less. Spitting up like this is not good for your health..." He stood in the light, with the first button of his blue striped shirt unbuttoned, holding a men's handkerchief in his hand and handing it to Du Ruo, with a blank expression on his face. The expression and the eyes are also very indifferent and calm, but the tone is so familiar that it seems to be talking to a very close person, with a bit of blame, but also a bit of pampering...

It's just such a sudden concern, a meeting without warning... The water stains on Du Ruo's face are still wet, the makeup has been washed off, the fair complexion is more delicate under the light, and there is still lipstick on the lips, the most gorgeous The color is like a smear of rouge blood on the cold cheeks.

The four looked at each other without speaking to each other.

Qiao Anming held the handkerchief there all the time, staring intently at Du Ruo's face, and his chest was beginning to have trouble breathing.

However, she suddenly turned her body and brushed past him without saying a word. Qiao Anming's heart tightened, and he chased after him without hesitation, grabbed her arm and pulled her to face him.

"Even if you can't continue, is it necessary to treat me as a stranger?" Such unsuitable words blurted out, and I felt very distressed.

Looking at each other for a few more seconds, her fair face was very close at hand, the water stains started to flow down her cheeks in small streams from her hair, but those beautiful eyes turned red a little bit, and the corners of her mouth pulled out a curve. , replied coldly: "Stranger? Qiao Anming, you think highly of yourself! Since the moment you attacked the child, I have regarded you as my enemy in my heart..."

Gritting his teeth almost as he said, Du Ruo quickly broke away from him and walked away from him in the end with the arm in his palm.

Qiao Anming has been standing there, her mind is full of her sad and cold face at the end... He drank a little too much that night, and there seemed to be too many things in his heart, so he was basically not the one who came to toast him. Rejection, seventy to eighty percent drunk after a meal, and with such a little sense left, I can still talk to her normally, but the look in her eyes just now, and the last sentence, what does it mean?
Qiao Anming couldn't help suspecting that he was too drunk to understand her words at all.

Du Ruo walked from the dining room back to the room in one breath, closed the door, locked it, and finally put his back on the door panel and wept slowly... What did he mean?A slap in the face for a candy?Since he has already done such cruel things to her, how can he hypocritically express his concern.

There was a knock on the door behind her. Du Ruo wiped away her tears and opened the door, only to find that it was Qiao Anming standing at the door. She held back and wanted to close the door, but Qiao Anming reacted too quickly. The page just wants to squeeze in.

"Get out... get out!" Du Ruo didn't dare to use too much force for fear of hurting the child, so he could only shout in despair, but Qiao Anming used the strength of alcohol to push into the room with too much force, Du Ruo was not his opponent at all, very Soon he broke into the door.

The two finally stood in a closed environment. Du Ruo saw that he was stubbornly refusing to leave, so he had nothing to do, so he could only walk towards the living room with a cold face. Looking at her, he asked, "What do you mean by what you just said? What child?"

Du Ruo held back her distress and replied: "Why are you pretending to be stupid? But I'm going to disappoint you. The person you went to find didn't succeed, and the child didn't die..."

"What kind of child?" Qiao Anming already had a headache, feeling that something was wrong.

Du Ruo was still playing charades: "Did Gu Lan tell you that I was pregnant with your child? Did you believe everything Gu Lan said? It's so strange, you are a family man, at such an age, why should I have nothing to do?" I gave birth to you without a name, so this child is not yours, Qiao Anming, and you have no right to touch it!" She was obviously angry, her eyes were cold, and her tone was angry, but Qiao Anming became more and more confused the more she listened, and finally could only hold it with both hands. Du Ruo's wrist locked her in his arms, and he asked coldly, "Speak clearly, what kind of child? When did you have a child?"

"You can really act, who are you pretending to show? You and Gu Lan are a match made in heaven, and both are born to act!" She didn't even bother to say anything more, her hands kept breaking free, but he was holding her tightly. He squeezed it, and finally his back was pressed against the wall, and his piercing eyes came straight to him.

"Du Ruo, look at me and tell me clearly, what kind of child is it?" He really didn't understand why the topic of children was brought up for no reason.

But Du Ruo kept swinging his arms, his wrists were tightly pinched by him, there was no room for him to escape, and finally he could only shout in a cold voice: "Qiao Anming, let me go... let go... I won't give you another chance to hurt me, if you don't let go, I'll shout..."

He is still not loose, alcohol can make people lose their minds, and it can also gather all the lost courage. The person in his arms is so unstable, he simply pressed her hands against the wall, his face approached, and his cold eyes looked at her. Du Ruo didn't dare to make another sound.

She was still afraid of him. He once told her that there was no need to be afraid of him, but after going through so many things, she still felt that she still couldn't escape his dark eyes that seemed impossible to see through.

Qiao Anming saw Du Ruo's fear and also realized that his tone was too harsh, so he took a breath and asked in a low and almost weak voice: "Du Ruo, calm down, I won't do anything to you, I just want to know , are you hiding something from me?"

All the fiery emotions were defeated by his gentle voice, Du Ruo lowered his head, not daring to look into his eyes, but the wound on his heart seemed to be torn open by his gentle voice, and it hurt so much Tears fell down densely.

As soon as she cried, Qiao Anming didn't dare to speak anymore. He let go of one of her shoulders, covered the corner of her eye with his fingertips to wipe her tears gently, and lowered his head, stopping at the place closest to her face. He breathed into her eyes, and asked repeatedly: "Tell me, is there something you are hiding from me?"

Du Ruo took a deep breath, raised his head, and there was only moisture in his hateful eyes, and finally his lips moved, and he said weakly: "Qiao Anming, please let me go, I admit that I was wrong, no I should provoke you, I am not your opponent at all, but this child has nothing to do with you, you have no reason to do anything to him..."

Qiao Anming held back his breath, but still didn't let go: "What kind of child? Are you pregnant?"

(End of this chapter)