"Young Master, a man like that, I've seen a woman like a crucian carp in the river. I'm worried, I can't get into his eyes."

Ye Zhizhou directly took out a piece of paper and threw it in front of Ye Qingtian.

"In this world, there are no corners that cannot be moved, only hoes that don't work hard."

"Okay, got it."

When Ye Qingkong saw the address on the piece of paper, he instantly understood.

This is the matter decided by the night continent.

She has no right to refuse.

"I will work hard."

"Then, prepare now."

After Ye Zhizhou finished speaking, he turned and left.

Ye Qingkong looked at the cold back, and couldn't help smiling bitterly.

This man...

This man obviously has no heart.

No, in fact, Yeqingsky doesn't know that Yezhizhou is not without heart.

His heart is only given to a person who will never be possible.

"Miss, please."

Ye Qingtian was taken into a room, in the middle of the room, a white dress hung.

"Miss, in every man's heart, there is a dream of a girl in a white dress fluttering in his dream."

Ye Qingkong Machinery let the stylist make her the perfect image of a man's dream lover.

She looked at herself in the mirror, and she couldn't help being in a daze.

The self in the mirror is beautiful.

There is a kind of pitiful, I see pity.

Waist-length black hair hung down naturally

A thin layer of makeup was applied to her face.

The makeup looks like a plain face, but it schemingly magnifies the advantages of the face in the sky at night.

"Sure."

The night clear sky got in a car.

Went to the club.

Ye Qingkong knew that the execution was somewhere in this clubhouse.

She sat in the private room and looked at the old, bald and dirty men in front of her, and instantly she had an urge to nausea at any time.

In the other private room, he strictly looked at Li Hezheng in front of him.

"You asked me to eat out tonight, what's the matter?"

"If you have nothing to do, you can't have a drink together."

Li Hezheng drank a glass of wine in solitude.

He sighed, "I, I'm alone now."

The son is gone.

The daughter is gone.

A person, living alone in this world. ? Nobody knows, when... it's just gone...

"Me too."

Li Hezheng's words touched Li Xing's heart.

Speaking of loneliness, is he not?

The son has to give up his career for a woman.

His daughter has never been lukewarm with him because of what his mother did.

There was another Wu Tong who could talk to him before.

Now Wu Tong is gone, he is alone.

"I'm at home now, looking at the rooms, it's empty, there isn't any popularity."

After Li Hezheng finished speaking, his eyes were reddish.

"Sometimes, when I wake up in the morning, I'm very stupefied. Why am I here? I think that home, not home, is like the tomb of the living dead."

"But when I get into the crowd, I feel even more lonely looking at the lively crowd."

Li Xing does not know how to comfort Li Hezheng, because he also knows how he feels.

He is so...

Strictly pursing his lips, the eyes are also lonely.

"Help!"

"Help!"

Just as the two were chatting, Li Xing heard a woman's voice for help.

The sound, like a cat's paw, scratched on the heart of strictness.

A tingling itch flowed from the tip of my heart in an instant.