he is intoxicated

"Baby her? How is it possible." Huo Beiyao snorted a very light sneer, picked up a teacup from the tea tray, held it to his lips, sipped it, and said slowly, "We are enemies."

Gu Chenzhou smiled, "Understood, happy friends. Happy friends, happy friends, from being happy to liking, it's just a matter of time."

"She looks like Nanhua..."

A slight surprise flashed in Gu Chenzhou's eyes, "After so many years, you still can't forget her?"

Huo Beiyao lowered his eyes, staring at the small and exquisite white jade teacup in his hand, a little lost in thought.Because the eyelashes are too long, they droop slightly at the outer corners of the eyes, covering the lower eyes with a shadow.

The shadow made him look a little emotionally soft, kind of sad.

After a long time, he said in a low voice, "I can't forget it."

As time passed, her shadow became clearer.

Missing, guilt, and hatred, like a fishbone stuck in his throat, a steel nail pierced into his bone, tormented him day and night.

Whether it's photos, the tomb, the Sinan mansion, or that Shen Nanhua, it's all a way for him to miss Nanhua.

He tried various methods to piece together a complete her, but he couldn't put it together again, couldn't put it together again.

No one, yes, no one, can take her place in his heart.

He suddenly hated her extremely.

Gu Chenzhou looked at him quietly, "Then will you still marry Miss Lin?"

half an hour.

Huo Beiyao pinched the teacup with his slender fingers, and slowly brought it at eye level, but he didn't drink it. Suddenly, he smiled lonely, bitter and cold, "Nanhua is dead, and it doesn't matter if she marries anyone."

After all, he drank the tea in the teacup in one gulp.

The tea is the best Lancang ancient tea, known for its freshness and sweetness, but it tastes bitter in Huo Beiyao's mouth, even bitterer than Coptis chinensis.

Gu Chenzhou picked up the white jade teapot and refilled a cup for him, "Miss Lin doesn't have any objections?"

"What she wants is the title of Mrs. Huo."

"Tuk Tuk."

There were two very light knocks on the door.

Huo Beiyao didn't raise his head, "Come in."

The secretary pushed the door open, holding a bunch of opened documents and an exquisite golden gift box in her arms, "Mr. Huo, I unpacked all your express delivery for you today."

"Put it on the table."

"Okay, Mr. Huo."

Huo Beiyao's eyes fell on the golden gift box and asked, "Who gave the gift box?"

"The sender is Miss Shen Nanhua."

Huo Beiyao tightened his fingers holding the teacup, "Open it."

Gu Chenzhou's eyes were slightly surprised again, "Shen Nanhua? There is one more surname than sister-in-law's name. Could she be the wild cat you mentioned?"

Huo Beiyao hummed.

Gu Chenzhou gently rubbed the cup wall with his fingers, curled his lips into a slight smile, and gave a "meaningful" smile.

The secretary skillfully unwrapped the beautifully packaged box.

As soon as the lid of the box was opened, she turned pale with fright, almost screamed, picked up the box in a panic, and said to Huo Beiyao, "Huo, Mr. Huo, someone must have played a prank on this gift box, so I'll just throw it away." .” After speaking, he walked towards the door.

"Hold on."

The secretary paused.

"bring here."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Huo, but don't be angry when you read it."

The secretary picked up the gift box and carefully moved it in front of Huo Beiyao, watching his expression carefully, for fear that he would take his anger out on her.

Huo Beiyao took the gift box, and there was a pile of pink Ming coins lying in it, which was very similar to the real banknotes, except that the Jade Emperor's head was printed on it, and a note was placed inside.

The note said: Return Huo's 1 yuan, please accept it.If you want to enjoy this money early, please stand up, go to the window, open the window, put your hands on the window frame, stick your head out, and put your feet in the air...

Signature: Shen Nanhua.

Huo Beiyao stared at the line of neat and elegant lowercase letters, a sneer curled up on the corner of his lips, and the sneer gradually turned into a sneer.

This woman can always bring him unexpected "surprises".

Gu Chenzhou picked up the note with his fingers, and laughed after reading it, "Interesting. Ms. Shen is probably the first and last one who dares to play such a prank with Mr. Huo."

"indeed."

Huo Beiyao picked up the phone from the table, tapped on the keyboard with his fingertips, and quickly typed out a line of words: Let's leave it to Ms. Shen to spend on Huangquan Road.

After typing, I just clicked to send, and then deleted word by word.

All of a sudden, I lost interest.

But it's a fake.

A fake, it's not worth his wasting precious time on her.

A week later.

Municipal People's Hospital, Department of Psychiatry.

The benevolent old doctor looked at the young female patient opposite him kindly, "Have you been taking the medicine?"

Nanhua pushed up the sunglasses with her slender fingers, "I haven't taken it for two months. Those medicines have side effects. After taking them, my brain will become dull and affect my work."

The old doctor seemed to be used to seeing patients like this, so he was not surprised, and asked, "What's abnormal after stopping the medicine?"

"Emotions are particularly impulsive, and I can't help but want to kill someone."

The old doctor looked serious, "Your condition is a bit serious, you must keep taking the medicine."

"There is no medicine at home, the doctor can prescribe some for me."

The old doctor moved the mouse skillfully with his thin fingers, and began to prescribe medicine, "Sertraline, paroxetine, fluvoxamine, are you allergic to these medicines?"

"In addition to affecting inspiration, the stomach will feel uncomfortable, but everything else is fine."

After the medicine was prescribed, Nanhua picked up the bag and the medical card and walked out of the consultation room.

After taking the medicine, she walked out of the outpatient building.

The phone rang, it was a work phone.

Nan Hua tucked her bag under her arm and made a call with her mobile phone. It was a call from the pattern maker. There was a dress that needed to be revised.

While walking, while communicating with him intensely on the phone, I suddenly felt a heavy pain in my shoulder, and the bag under my arm fell to the ground with a bang.

There was no zipper on the bag, and medicine bottles, lipstick, foundation, and keys rolled all over the floor.

The man who bumped into her hurriedly took the phone from his ear, bent his beautiful peach eyes, smiled apologetically at her, apologized, and bent down to help her pick it up.

Everything else was intact except for the lipstick whose cap fell off and the balm inside broke.

"Miss, how much is the lipstick, I will pay you back." The man pinched a piece of lipstick that was broken, and looked at the woman in front of him with a little apology on his handsome face.

The woman has long hair and shawls, her face is fair and delicate under the sunglasses, her back is straight, her beautiful calves are exposed under the windbreaker, and she is wearing a pair of beautiful high heels.

She exudes a swan-like elegance and aloofness.

He couldn't help staring at her a few more times.

Looking at the shapeless lipstick in the man's hand, Nan Hua was slightly annoyed.

This lipstick is her favorite one, no matter the color or texture, it is so deeply in her heart.It was when he and Huo Beiyao had a good relationship before, and he bought it for her when he was on a business trip abroad. The lipstick is a limited edition, and it has been out of production for a long time.

Because she really likes it and can't find a substitute, even after the expiration date, she will use it occasionally.

Nan Hua lifted her sunglasses up and said expressionlessly, "You can't afford it."

The man smiled, "As long as there is a price, there is nothing I can't afford."

"The lipstick is... from my ex-boyfriend."

"Oh." The man was slightly taken aback, his beautiful peach eyes darkened slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Why don't you tell me your ex-boyfriend's contact information, I'll buy it and give it to him, and he will pass it on to you." ?”

"No need."

"I don't like to owe people anything." The man opened the bag, took out a business card from the business card holder and handed it to her: "This is my business card, you can contact me anytime you want."

Nan Hua reached out to take it. The business card was made of metal, with only three simple words on it: Lin Mobai, and a string of mobile phone numbers below.

How confident must be a person to design a business card like this.

Lin Mobai's outstretched hand was still in the air, and he refused to take it back. He looked at her with a smile on his handsome face, "Miss, where is your business card?"

With the professionalism of a wedding dress designer, Nan Hua took out the business card printed for her by the wedding dress shop and handed it to him, "I am the chief designer of RosaClara. If Mr. Lin needs wedding dresses and dresses, you can contact me."

Lin Mobai stared at the words "Shen Nanhua" on the business card, smiled gracefully, and said meaningfully: "I will."