Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

She paused for only two seconds, then turned off the phone and continued filming.

An Yurou passed by, and she walked to Subei's side and whispered, "Sister Beibei, I have another announcement, then I'll go first."

Subei nodded, "Yurou, don't participate in such a dinner in the future, it's not for you."

An Yurou nodded, her face wet with tears.

It was seven o'clock when work ended, and it was already dark.

In front of the mall, there are 80% steps.

Subei walked down with everyone. She wore a pair of high heels today, and skinny jeans revealed the perfect curve of her legs.

Suddenly, Subei felt that her back was pushed, and then she fell.

The steps were not high, but she still rolled down.

After the exclamation, people ran towards her immediately.

Subei's painful face turned pale, and the man lifted Subei from the ground, his eyebrows frowned and asked, "Where did it hurt? Where did it hurt?"

Subei looked at the man holding him, "It seems that his feet are broken." Subei said.

The man got into the car holding Subei, and the honorable Bentley galloped away.

Everyone stood there and sighed silently, the big boss is too handsome.

"Are they really divorced?"

"How do I feel so sweet?"

...

People left one after another, leaving only Bailiqing and Qianmengxue.

"Miss Mo, did you move a rock and hit yourself in the foot?"

Qian Mengxue said with a sneer.

Baili said lightly, "This time it's feet, who knows if it will be the head next time?"

Her gaze was always fixed in the direction Hua Jinan was driving away.

He barely glanced at her just now.

"If there was no Subei, I think Hua Jinan would not choose you. He didn't seem to have seen you just now!"

Qian Mengxue smiled.

"If you haven't done enough in prison, just keep talking!"

Baili said coldly.

Subei's ankle was twisted, no bones were hurt, it was just swollen.

On the way back, Hua Jinan kept talking about the sprained foot.

"No more high heels in the future."

Finally, after he had said this overbearingly, Subei spoke back to him, "Do you believe me if I said that I was retreated?"

Hua Jinan turned to look at her, "Who is it?"

"I don't have eyes behind my back. I don't know who it is." Subei said lightly.

When he got home, Subei insisted on going up by himself.

However, her persistence has no position in front of Hua Jinan.

Finally, the man had to hold him upstairs.

"What's wrong?" Mother Wang was startled.

The man hugged Subei and walked into the room, "Wang Ma, she didn't eat at night, you can get her something to eat."

"Sir, do you want to eat together?"

Hua Jinan walked to the bedroom while looking at Subei.

Sometimes the pitiful eyes of a tough man is also extremely lethal.

"Take him a copy." Subei said, curling his lips.

Hua Jinan grinned, and then felt that it was not enough to express his feelings.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips. Before Subei got angry, he left.

The food will be ready soon. Not only does Wang’s mother work diligently, she also cooks delicious food.

They set up a small table on the bed, and the two sat facing each other.

Men eat deliciously, as if they were hungry for a long time.

Subei frowned, "How long have you not eaten properly?"

Hua Jinan smiled slightly, "After you left, until now."

After the chopsticks in northern Jiangsu ate, the man immediately smiled and said, "You lied to you. Of course I have to replenish my energy after doing so long of physical work today."