Chapter 94 Back in the Snow

However, at this moment, sitting quietly opposite Luo Hanfeng, looking at the handsome face with a faint smile from time to time, Zhang Shiyao's heart suddenly had a few hints of sourness and helplessness.

At the beginning, Dad and Uncle Luo had reached an agreement and would try to promote their good deeds. Unexpectedly, because of the sudden appearance of Bai Shu'an, Luo Hanfeng would go his own way. He did not hesitate to make trouble and marry that woman!

That time outside Ziyun Apartment, in the distance, she saw Luo Hanfeng rushing into the crowded crowd and saving Bai Shu'an, who was already in a coma, regardless. Looking at his almost crazy appearance, Zhang Shiyao's bitter and depressed jealousy was burned even more...

She has always wondered what's good about the seemingly weak and powerless woman. She is not worthy of the high-quality man with outstanding family background, appearance and education.

And after that incident, Luo Hanfeng actually used all forces in the city to investigate the originator of the incident. Finally, her father took all the responsibilities so that she could retreat completely.

Even if she used such means, she still did not stop Luo Hanfeng from marrying that woman. Zhang Shiyao was once frustrated and fled abroad. Although the word "lose" has never appeared in her dictionary since she was a child, the matter of affection cannot be won by her wishful thinking alone.

Just as she was in despair, her father had no choice but to come up with a way to make her the chief designer of Chunhua Theater.

She knew that her father's original intention was just to make her give up. After thoroughly seeing the man's heart, he was willing to quit the emotional war.

To be honest, now even she can't believe that she will pester a man who is indifferent to her and is already married!

No, maybe he has a trace of affection for himself. At least in those days, on the construction site of Chunhua Theatre, the two of them were facing each other day and night, and his gentleness from time to time would always make her forget herself.

Thinking of this, the corners of her lips couldn't help but smile. Just now, she was still making fun of Xiaoya's infatuation, but now, she is so stupid!

Luo Hanfeng saw that Zhang Shiyao had been silent and silent, and the people he was waiting for did not show up for a long time. In order to break the embarrassing atmosphere in front of him, he had to cough twice and said in a stern tone, "This time, did Miss Fu ask you to come to Yu?"

"Of course not. She is angry now. She can't wait to see him again for the rest of her life... I'm so angry that I came alone and didn't expect to meet you here!"

As she spoke, a pair of slightly narrow phoenix eyes gradually fainted with a layer of warmth, her face was shy and astringent, and even her voice gradually lowered.

Luo Hanfeng did not notice this slight change. He turned his head and looked in the direction of Yu for a moment and politely replied, "Miss Fu is so lucky to have a sister like you."

"It's the same for Miss Luo to have you, a good brother."

Hearing the deep meaning of her words, Luo Hanfeng couldn't help looking back at her and laughing. He opened the conversation, as if apologizing to his long-lost old friend, he said, "A while ago, because of an important matter of the company, I went abroad, and I haven't been to the theater site for many days, but there was Zhang There should be no problem for the lady to supervise in person.

Shi Yao squeezed her lips and smiled, and Yingying Qiubo sent a charming eye and said softly, "There are no big things, but there are a few small things. I don't know if you are interested in listening to it?"

"Of course! In other times, I won't waste time listening to their boring reports.

Zhang Shiyao then talked about some interesting details that appeared in the construction process of the project, including the brand selection of stage audio equipment, multiple adjustments to the audience position, the special tile floor and sound insulation facilities of the Golden Concert Hall to create a unique auditory effect...

Seeing that she was very interested, Luo Hanfeng couldn't bear to interrupt, so he calmed down and listened carefully. After all, this project also condensed a lot of his own efforts.

Just as the two were talking happily, the mahogany gate not far away was opened again, and two familiar figures came in one after another.

Seeing Zhang Shiyao, both sides were stunned. The burly Zimo, who walked in front of him, first opened his mouth and shouted, "Oh, isn't this Miss Zhang? We won't come at the right time. If I had known just now..."

The second half of Zi Mo's words, because Fang Rulin, who was walking behind, suddenly punched him on the back and swallowed it back.

Luo Hanfeng looked up and stared at Zimo, nodded to Rulin again, pointed to the motionless figure on the sofa and said angrily, "This person will be handed over to you two. Just send him home!"

"Just send it home?" Zi Mo just walked to the edge of the sofa. Hearing this, he turned around and looked at Luo Hanfeng with a little hesitation. "If Uncle Qing saw this boy's half-dead appearance, why didn't you beat him to death? Are you sure you want to do this?"

"This time it's time to let him suffer a little, otherwise he doesn't know how to restrain." He looked at Zhang Shiyao sideways and asked politely, "Miss Zhang, what do you think?"

Looking at the inadvertent gentleness of Luo Hanfeng, Zhang Shiyao was a little flattered. She actually left behind her purpose of coming this time and nodded with a smile in agreement.

"Han Feng is right. Covering this guy is indirectly maiming hundreds of thousands of women in Yuncheng. As brothers, we have a great responsibility and can't continue even if he..."

It is rare for Ru Lin to change his previous style and say this righteous and generous statement, which not only amused Zhang Shiyao, but also made Zimo very reasonable.

Zi Mo and Ru Lin worked together to lift the drunken Qingyu from the sofa in three or two times, and one person held him up on one side.

Luo Hanfeng looked at the figure of the three of them leaving. His expression was slightly gloomy, but he didn't say anything. After a while, he turned back and suggested to Zhang Shiyao, "It's getting late. Why don't we go too?"

The two walked side by side to the door of Lido. The cold wind hit, and snowflakes floated in the dark sky.

Zhang Shiyao said bluntly that she came alone, and Luo Hanfeng had to generously propose to send her home. So, a pair of figures walked on one side of the sidewalk in unison, and the dim yellow light shone obliquely. The pair of slender shadows kept overlapping and crisscrossing on the side of the road that had not yet snowflakes...

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Pure white snowflakes are like colorful butterflies like petals. They fall from the boundless dark air and gently fall on the long figure in a purple cashmere coat on the other side of the gate. Her original gentle and white face, or because she has been blown by the cold wind for a long time, gradually turns out two dark red...

No matter who let the pedestrians beside her come and go, she is not moved at all. Her cold eyes have been accompanied by the familiar figures in front of her, looking away...

Snowflakes fell down, constantly drilling into her hair, and brushing her eyebrows coldly. She clearly felt that the coldness had penetrated into her heart, and there were chills coming from the depths of her heart...

Until the pair of figures crossed the road and walked to the dark blue BMW together, he bent down very gentlemanly, opened the door for the woman beside him, and then sat back to the cab and drove away.

She took back her already confused eyes, but raised her head and let the snowflakes fall silently on her face.

The first snow of this winter, without warning, landed quietly...