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Chapter 393 Qiao Jinfan, The Right Time to Met You ([-])
Wan Qing couldn't help but stop when she saw that figure, is Mo Lingtian finally coming to find her?Is Mo Lingtian standing up just a temporary illusion?As far as he could see, that figure seemed to be thinner than last night, Wan Qing couldn't help but want to look away.

Does this cold and proud man, this paranoid and ruthless man, refuse to let her go whether he loves her or not?Or she was destined not to escape Mo Lingtian's catastrophe.

Wan Qing's face was full of helpless scars and helplessness, a faint but unable to express emotion, looking at the back, unable to advance or retreat.

She didn't want to owe Mo Lingtian, and she didn't want to have any entanglement with him. She wanted to forget him, but she couldn't forget him completely. How could she remain indifferent when he was disabled for her.

If this man fell in love with her one day earlier, why would he be like this.

Youyou lost his mind, Wan Qing ignored the constant yelling of the phone in his hand, as if he could not advance or retreat at the gate of hell.

"Mr. Mo, the Mrs. Qiao you are looking for is here!"

The waiter seemed to be well prepared, he didn't remind just now, but now seeing Wan Qing's hesitation and lack of focus, he politely reminded her.

"Oh~"

Wan Qing couldn't help opening her mouth when the person turned her face away, she was a little surprised and couldn't speak. This Mr. Mo had a face like Gong Hanlin's and was as thin as Gong Hanlin's. Naturally, his back was also slender, which made him look so The bleak and lonely.

But he was not Mo Lingtian, while Wan Qing was surprised, she was slightly relieved, she didn't know what she was thankful for, but she felt like she was alive after a catastrophe.

At that moment, she was afraid of meeting Mo Lingtian again, because every time he appeared, Xia Wanqing would be doomed.

"Aren't you Miss Gao?"

Mr. Mo also had a look of surprise on his face, but Wan Qing always felt that when he said this, his eyes seemed to be wandering away, a little careless.

"I'm not!"

Wan Qing's heart was slowly letting go, and she felt a little strange, but she didn't press the question any further. Instead, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled politely.

"Oh, then I may have found the wrong person, I'm so sorry!"

That Mr. Mo also showed an apologetic smile, Wan Qing smiled and watched him struggling to push the wheelchair and turned away, she couldn't tell what it was like, that feeling, even though Mo Lingtian was not in front of her, But it still feels like a visit.

Could it be that Mo Lingtian met her in such a way, and that's why he admitted his mistake?
With Mo Lingtian like that, how can she keep resenting her?

When Wan Qing watched the figure finally disappear at the door of the hotel, she couldn't calm down, as if she felt something, she suddenly turned her gaze to the direction where the man's gaze was just now, that location was relatively hidden, but But just enough to make it difficult for a person to sit in the back.

There was an inexplicable thought, Mo Lingtian was here just now?
The phone continued to ring, Wan Qing saw it was Qiao Jinfan's call and answered it.

"Hey, Jinfan, have you bought something?"

Wan Qing didn't understand why Qiao Jinfan called herself again, but she had vaguely guessed something.

"Wan Qing, are you alright?"

Qiao Jinfan's voice was worried, and he asked cautiously.

"It's okay, I'm fine? But a Mr. Mo came to see me just now!"

Wan Qing spoke in a somewhat mysterious tone, quietly listening to Qiao Jinfan's voice over there, only to hear Qiao Jinfan say in a tone of anxiety and urgency:

"What did Mo Lingtian say? Wan Qing~"

It is rare to see Qiao Jinfan with such a panicked side, or to put it another way, it is rare to hear Qiao Jinfan's anxious tone, which does not match his gentle image at all.

"Jin Fan, it's not that Mr. Mo! He found the wrong person!"

Wan Qing's tone was slightly low. When she said this, she was a little serious, but revealed a hint of happiness and bitterness. Fortunately, it wasn't Mo Lingtian who came just now, otherwise her mood would definitely not be as it is now. Calm and quiet.

Qiao Jinfan on the other end of the phone was obviously puzzled by Wan Qing's words, and after a brief silence, he urged:

"Since you found the wrong person, just obediently wait for us at the hotel, we will be there soon, have you eaten yet?"

Qiao Jinfan's tone was intentionally turned and uncomfortable, but Wan Qing smiled slightly when she heard it, and the tenderness and touch between bowing her head were so obvious.

How could she be willing to leave Qiao Jinfan?

That happy and nostalgic smile, that humble attitude of cherishing life, that is no longer the stubborn look of high-spirited and persistent persistence in the past, the years have taken away the Xia Wanqing who belonged to Mo Lingtian.

"Sunshine~"

Sure enough, before Wan Qing went upstairs, she heard Qiao Jinfan's voice, she turned her face, with beads of sweat on her forehead, as elegant as he was in such a distressed and anxious posture, Xia Lan pouted in her arms:
"Mom, dad doesn't mean what he says, and he came back halfway, so fierce!"

Xia Lan complained, looked at her father, and looked at her mother fearlessly, but Wan Qing didn't seem to blame Qiao Jinfan at all, but looked at Qiao Jinfan with bright eyes, pursed her lips slightly, and smiled happily.

Always say she is stupid, always call her a fool.

Qiao Jinfan, you are not stupid.

"Why are you in such a hurry, look at the sweat on your forehead, and I won't sneak away with wings?"

Wan Qing smiled faintly, and came to Qiao Jinfan's forehead with the handkerchief she usually wiped for her daughter, but Qiao Jinfan grabbed her hand and led her to the hotel.

"On the way, I suddenly missed you so much, so I came back!"

As elegant as he is, he rarely says sweet words, but such a sentence is enough to say a thousand words.

Before leaving, Wan Qing looked at the busy father and daughter, but opened the door and said:
"I forgot my ID card at the service desk just now, I'll get it!"

Wan Qing looked at Qiao Jinfan, who was already a little relieved and seriously packing up and saluting, and went downstairs with a smile, but walked to the security office on the first floor, where the guests coming and going were being monitored in real time.

"Oh~ There was something wrong with that video tape just now. When we changed it just now, it didn't record it!"

Bao Quan faltered slightly, Wan Qing looked somewhat puzzled, but in her heart she doubted her guess even more.

In the speeding car on the road, the driver looked at the cold-faced president sitting in the back row, and stared at the belt in his hand with contempt, as if there were thousands of troops hidden inside. His expression was so solemn and serious, like a sculpture, immersed in a certain time and space.

(End of this chapter)