Anhao felt that she needed to make a call for help.

But it wasn't until Huang Amao drove the car to Huangge Hotel to pick her up, and she got in the car safely, that Anhao realized that she was worrying too much.

Zuo Hancheng never came out after that.

Is it because all the images of hooligans are hidden in the room, and when they go out, they have to put on human skin and become a male god that everyone admires. Don't you want to expose his animal side because of her?

Anhao got into the car, and Huang Amao saw her expression as if she had eaten bitter melon: "What's the matter? Didn't you say you came here to deliver the design draft tonight? Zuo Hancheng made things difficult for you again, or what?" ? Why this expression?"

"I'm going to die!" An Hao said three words angrily, then closed her eyes and leaned on the seat. Fortunately, she didn't take out the box. Planting something for Zuo Hancheng will surely make everyone in the city laugh until they know it.

Seeing An Hao's furious expression, Huang Amao twitched the corner of her mouth, and didn't press her any further. He only glanced at her face, and suddenly saw that An Hao's lips seemed to be a little sloppy by the light of the street lamp reflected from the car window. It was red and swollen, and looked more closely, it seemed to be some ambiguous bite marks.

When she thought again that the person living in the Huangge Hotel was Zuo Hancheng, Huang Amao immediately had an expression on his face as if he had discovered the New World, but he didn't ask. Facing the peace of this world: "Not in a good mood? Go home or drink? I'll accompany you?"

"I won't drink anymore. It's not long since I returned to China. I've drank too many times. Now I feel that I'm going to be terminally ill. I need to rest! Rest!" Anhao raised her hand and made a weak gesture: "I need to go home and wash my hands. a bath..."

In fact, taking a bath is just to wash away the smell left by Zuo Hancheng on her just now, but when Huang Amao heard this sentence, he suddenly lost his mind.

Oh my god, how did An Hao and Zuo Hancheng suddenly progress to the point that they want to go back to take a bath?

Huang Amao refrained from asking too many questions along the way, but looked at An Hao's sad little expression through the rearview mirror from time to time, snickered from time to time, and finally couldn't help asking: "I said, An Hao ...you and Zuo..."

Before she finished speaking, Anhao looked down at the phone that suddenly rang a text message, seeing her serious expression when she looked at the phone, Huang Amao temporarily silenced her voice, and did not continue to ask.

The text message was sent by Mo Bai. It was the address of the seaside villa project, and an unfamiliar mobile phone number. He explained a few things about the project, and the owner of the villa, Ping Jin, was very busy. The owner's name is Mr. V.

Mo Bai asked her to contact that person as much as possible by sending messages or emails, and when Mr. V found time to read the messages and emails, he would reply to her. If the house matters were confirmed, Mr. V would take the initiative to call if he had time give her.

It's not surprising to contact by SMS or email. She received a similar project when she was an intern in the United States. Of course, the money was not so much, and she was also a very famous person. The other party seemed to be someone who couldn't show her face in front of ordinary people. An international movie star who needs an architectural design, I contact her in such a way that I don't meet or hear.

Anyway, the society is developed now, text messages and emails can clearly see the plans and design drawings, and as long as she leaves a message to the other party by voice, the other party only needs to answer yes or no.

So this Mr. V may be a certain big man or star who cannot let ordinary people know his true identity.

Anhao responded to Mo Bai's message without any surprise: "I see, thank you."

Although she felt a little sorry for receiving a favor from Mo Bai for no reason, but after she paid 10 yuan to those clients, she really had no money in her hands, even if she had a house to live in. You can't live without living expenses, and you can't let yourself be so poor.

If Mr. V's house is not in a hurry, she can secretly pick up some scattered design jobs on the Internet while designing, which can add up to a lot of income.

The problem with the government is that after the first payment of 10 yuan, the payment will not be made until the completion of the project, and the monthly salary will not be paid, and the final payment will only be paid after the completion of the project.

In the months before the completion of the project, she couldn't just be so hungry.

After another text message with Mo Bai and some polite words, she saved Mr. V's email address and mobile phone number.

It is already past 40:[-] at night, that Mr. V must be a very busy person, and in today's society, many people should not rest at this time at night.

Anhao hesitated for a long time with her mobile phone. This job that can get 5 yuan immediately, although the money comes too easily, but it does require her to use her own skills in exchange, so this job is also very cherished. , I don't want to leave a bad impression on that strange Mr. V.

So after all, she was still afraid of disturbing the other party's rest, so she decided to get an email in the evening, and then make a few simple decoration design drawings, and send them to Mr. V's mailbox, so that he can get acquainted with her design style first.

Huang Amao seemed to have something on his mind when he saw that Anhao was fiddling with his mobile phone along the way. When he just walked out of the Huangge Hotel, he seemed to be about to explode, but now he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Well, well..." Huang Amao had already driven the car near Huating Private Garden, and turned to look at her when parking: "Is there any possibility between you and Zuo Hancheng?"

An Hao just felt a lot better because of the job that was about to get 5 yuan. Suddenly, when she heard Huang Amao's words, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she turned to look at her: "What do you think?"

"I think……"

Huang Amao originally wanted to say that it should be very possible. After all, Zuo Hancheng is not married now, and An Hao has no other men around him. What happened when the two of them divorced was not a big deal of old age and death. question.

But seeing Anhao's expression now, I think about the situation Anhao left when she left, and the situation she is in now.

Maybe many things between two people don't seem to have any major problems, but there are more problems among them.

And if Zuo Hancheng really wanted to let Anhao come back in the past three years, he wouldn't have really let her go unnoticed in the United States in the past three years.

For the past three years, there was no contact between old age and death, which shows that Zuo Hancheng's degree of heartlessness after divorce is not much different from An Hao's degree of heartlessness.

The two seem to be people who can't get back their temper even if they are nine cows, tsk tsk, it's really hard to say.

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