The matter of divorce seems to be a nail in the coffin.

But when Shang Lu said that Qiao Qiao was cool by nature, Qiao Qiao still couldn't get out for a long time after more than ten hours.

She is looking at a report in a newly opened foreign trade company.

With the report in hand, it has been more than half a day.

The form was upside down, and she didn't notice it at all.

She was alone in a daze in a messy mood.

This morning, Panpan and Xiaoheng had a high fever together.

Song Wei did not come to the company.

She is alone in charge.

There are a lot of things piled on the table.

But she didn't deal with anything.

It's a bad feeling.

She always hoped that she would not be swayed by those bad emotions, not to be so fragile, and no one could hurt her.

Someone who could hurt her seems to have appeared.

That is Shanglu.

At this moment, because of Shang Lu's stubbornness, and because of Shang Lu's words, he has no intention of working, and his emotions are completely controlled by him.

Why is he so cold by nature?

Where is she so cold?

She couldn't figure it out.

"Sister Qiao, have you read the price list of the international station, can I set the price?"

It was the company's new recruit who came to knock on the door.

When a company is newly established, everything has to start from the beginning, and there are so many things to do.

So everyone is busy.

Qiao Qiao suddenly realized that she had been here all morning and hadn't done anything.

"Sorry, I haven't had time to read it yet, wait a minute."

She had to concentrate quickly and work hard.

Is there anything that can be more practical and secure than making money?

It was about twelve o'clock at noon, and finally I was busy.

"That's Qiao Qiao's office, do you want to go and have a look?"

It was Song Wei who spoke.

She led He Qidong to the door.

Qiao Qiao got up and looked at Song Wei and He Qidong blankly.

Song Wei hurriedly said, "Qiao'er, He Qidong and I live in the same community. In the morning, he helped me send my two children to the hospital. He helped me with the preparatory work, and then sent me to the company. Come in and have a look."

Seeing He Qidong again, Qiaoqiao's mood became more complicated.

She glanced at Song Wei, "Wei Wei, you go out first, I'll have a chat with He Qidong alone."

Song Wei walked out tactfully, and gently closed the door.

"Is your leg better?" Qiao Qiao glanced at He Qidong's leg.

"Almost." He Qidong walked over.

Qiao Qiao brought him a chair, "Sit."

"No need. I'm just sending Song Wei back to work, and I'll come in to have a look at your new company, and then leave." He Qidong didn't want to disturb her.

The two were silent.

Qiao Qiao remembered many things.

It's not that she doesn't remember those things, but that she forced herself to let go.

He Qidong looked at her with some reluctance, smiled awkwardly and said, "It's nothing, I'll go first."

In fact, I really want to stay.

Look at her more, listen to her voice more.

Even if she didn't say anything, just staying alone in the same space with her, even for a minute and a second longer, felt like a gift from heaven.

But she is someone else's wife now, and He Qidong suppressed many thoughts.

When he turned around, Qiaoqiao stopped him.

"Adong, I want to talk to you."

Adong!

He Qidong has not heard this title for almost eight years.

It's not that no one has called the same title.

But later, no matter who called him that, he didn't like it, even hated it.

So much so that when I got to know Deng Wanzhou later, every time she called him A Dong, he had to correct him. He didn't want Deng Wanzhou to get too close to him.

This name was given to Qiaoqiao since he was a child.

He Qidong, who had already turned his back, had tears in his eyes.

When I wanted to say something, my lips trembled uncontrollably when I lifted them.

Qiao Qiao looked at his back with a sore nose.

Some choked up.

"When you broke up with me, I didn't know the real reason. I didn't know that you had a tumor in your brain."

It's not that she is so cold and cold. After breaking up with He Qidong, she didn't feel anything after seeing him again, and only treated him as a dispensable stranger.

She really didn't know that such a big thing happened to He Qidong.

"At that time, we were all going to get married, and I wanted to live a good life with you."

"But you told me that there is a wealthy daughter who is pursuing you, and you also have feelings for her."

"I have no choice but to gouge you out of my heart."

No one knew what kind of life she lived after He Qidong left.

She was abandoned by her parents since she was a child.

Being abandoned by her childhood sweetheart boyfriend again.

What can she do?

Go to a Tibetan area once, and cross a no-man's land once.

Or die.

Anyway, no one in this world loves her.

But if she didn't die, she would live on.

Make money well, live well, love yourself well, be strong, and don't let anyone hurt you again.

"I'm sorry, Adong! If I could have cared more about you at that time, maybe I wouldn't have let you go abroad for treatment alone."

"If I knew why, I would definitely stick around."

It has been eight years since I learned the truth.

Everything has changed like a vicissitudes of life.

She is married.

Another man lived in my heart.

"Adong, I'm really sorry!"

"I'm married now, knowing this, I can't give you anything."

In just a few words, He Qidong's heart was already overwhelmed.

I really want to turn around and give Qiao Qiao a hug.

But he can't.

Didn't she choose to hide everything at the beginning because she hoped that she could meet a good man and have a better life?

He Qidong sighed and took a deep breath.

Suppress all the feelings of reluctance and helplessness.

Also quietly wiped away tears.

When he turned around, he smiled softly, "I'm the one who should say I'm sorry. I said I would take care of you for the rest of my life and not let anyone bully you, but in the end I couldn't accompany you to the end..."

There is a thorn in my heart.

It's hard to breathe.

In the past few years, He Qidong struggled with serious illnesses and was used to the end of his life, but facing Qiao Qiao, he still couldn't let go.

He could only use a smile to hide the pain in his heart and a lot of unwillingness, "You are doing well now, and you married a good man."

Qiao Qiao lowered his eyes and smiled.

He is also hiding some of the pain in his heart.

"Phanglu is very good. He is so good, he has such a good family background, and he is so handsome. He is the elite among the social elites, and he is the best among people."

"He was able to marry an ordinary woman like me. It was a blessing I cultivated in eight lifetimes, but..."

She choked up.

I was so sad that I couldn't speak.

It's better not to say anything about the divorce.

She raised her head and smiled at He Qidong, "Adong, Shanglu is my first man and will be my last. I am sorry for the past, and I hope you will be well in the future."

He Qidong originally wanted to ask her about the divorce with Shanglu.

Hearing what she said, probably there was no further trouble.

How could the couple not quarrel, maybe they really just had a quarrel, and after the quarrel was over, they reconciled.

But the next day, Shang Lu still sent Qiao Qiao a WeChat message of divorce: Bring your ID card, household registration book, and marriage certificate. Xiao Chen will pick you up, please be on time!

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