Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

The screams not far away were getting weaker and smaller, and Xia Ruo's sharp eyes also saw that several people dragged the woman away, and the woman's hands were still dragging and pulling on the ground. A long bloodstain.

Gold stealers may be able to live and escape ...

dead.

She seemed to understand.

The colder the wind, the more cloudy the sky was. She pinched her fingers, and she was no longer in her numbness.

Chu Li took her daughter out of the car and took her little hand to the kindergarten.

"Go to school obediently, after school, Dad will come back to pick you up," squatting down, he put his daughter's little hand next to his mouth, exhaled warmth to her little hand, and rubbed her little hand.

"Come on, kiss my dad," Chu Lu put her face forward.

Light rain struck Lou's father's neck and kissed him on the cheek.

During the past six months, both their father and daughter depended on each other. Chu Li took care of his daughter and never came by himself. He didn't need anyone else. He was too good for Xiao Yu, and he was too painful.

The child is the simplest and the simplest, but also the most understandable.

Who is good to her and who is bad to her is clear.

"Be nice," Chu Li stroked her daughter's cheek. "Dine well, wait until Dad comes home from work, and take you to eat delicious food."

"Okay," Xiao Yu agreed, and was hugged by Chu Li again, and walked to Xiao Meng's teacher.

"Trouble you." Chu Lu gave her daughter to Teacher Xiao Meng. Little rain is in the child, he is not worried, this kindergarten was actually bought by him, and he also specially invited two teachers to take special care of his daughter

Even after Xia Ruoxin disappeared, this child started to talk too much. Except for a few words about him, he almost didn't communicate much with people.

In fact, he was a little scared. It ’s not a good idea for Xiao Yudian to go on like this. He took Xiao Yudian to see the psychologist, and the psychologist also said that the child is inherently sensitive. When she grows up, maybe Will be fine.

Yeah, I want to grow up, but when will such a little child grow up?

"Goodbye, Dad," Xiao Yudian shook his little hand at Chu Lu.

"Goodbye, baby," Chu Li bent down again, rubbing her daughter's soft little head. This was just getting into the car and going to work in the company.

Hello, the president. As soon as he went in, employees from all departments saw him and said hello.

And he just nodded faintly, walked forward without squinting, and then went up to the elevator until the eighteenth floor, but his finger was a click, and the elevator was parked on the seventeenth floor. This is the place where the company holds a large annual meeting. Basically, no one comes over on weekdays. It is also a special place. It is directly connected to his 18th floor, but it is independent.

There is an office here, this is also the office that was used for the first time in so many years, and the owner of this office was formerly called Xia Ruoxin.

He walked in, the inside was very clean, almost spotless, the table was a pot of plants, and it had already dried up because of lack of water, but he still didn't want to throw it away.

He always felt that she would definitely come back. When she returned, she would buy a pot of good care instead of like him. Although she came to water every day, she died in the end. Why did she die? .

Du Jingtang said that he poured too much water, and it was poured to death.

Flick your fingers gently, leaving a shallow trace on the table, but I do n’t know if it will be left on the apex of some people.

Close the door, this is where he went to his office,

"Cousin, you are here." When Du Jingtang saw him, he also stood up. I was waiting for you for a long time, and he yawned. Obviously, it was an extra night's work.

"You haven't slept?" Chu Li came over and sat down. He opened Du Jingtang's files, and sure enough they were almost done.

"It's okay, I slept for a while," Du Jingtang pointed to the small suite inside. "You're fine there, but I haven't slept enough. You're busy, I'll continue to sleep," he said, and he put on Start, and then go in for a sleep.

"Right, cousin."

Du Jingtang suddenly thought of something, and quickly returned.

"There's news over there."

Chu Li paused for a moment.

"It's good or bad," and he didn't really know if he wanted to listen to good or bad, maybe he didn't want to listen to anything.

"Not bad, not bad," Du Jingtang touched his chin, not knowing how to answer.

"Well, what do you mean?" Chu Li turned on the computer, and a command was output on the computer. The computer was also turned on, of course, he did not forget to listen to what Du Jingtang said.

"It doesn't mean anything," Du Jingtang pouted. "It's not bad, it's not bad, it's all half a year. Do we have to check it?" It's been half a year, sometimes Du Jingtang feels that the law is crazy It ’s been half a year, and it took a lot of manpower and material resources for half a year, but I still ca n’t find it, maybe someone has already ...

They are all desperate, but what about Chu Li, do you want to continue?

Chu Li put down the information in his hand, opened the drawer, and pulled out his own cigarette from inside.

"Cousin,"

"Well," Du Jingtang lay on the table.

"I'll keep looking. I've been looking for a long time, poor life, do you understand ?? Chu Li half closed her eyes, and the plume of smoke almost obscured his eyes,

"I know," Du Jingtang stood upright, okay, he knew. He would not ask such questions in the future. How could he forget that Chu Lu was like this since he was a kid, if he decided It's a difficult thing to change.

Life, yeah, poor life.

Lifelong, how long is that.

Du Jingtang went out and helped Chulu to close the door. Vatican breathed a spit of smoke again, but it was only half a year. A 30-year-old man was actually still young and living. At the peak, but he can vaguely see the white hair between his horns, he did not intentionally dye it black.

And this is his wind and frost for half a year.

At this point, his cell phone rang, and he slowly wiped out the smoke at his fingertips. Then he took out his cell phone, but it was an unfamiliar number. He narrowed his eyes. This is Who. There are not many personal numbers that he can know, and he can be sure that he has never seen such a number, although it is just a string of numbers, but since he was young, the numbers are quite sensitive, even if he ca n’t remember, but generally Will be impressed, so this number, he can be sure that he has not seen it.