Chapter 869 I am a woman who worships gold (106)

  The man's suit and leather shoes, a pair of brown eyes that should have looked very warm, but at this moment, there was a terrifying coldness.

The female boss of the tattoo shop was so scared by Gu Chubai's eyes that her hands began to tremble.

  She never thought that her idol would have such a stern face, but when she thought of Gu Chubai’s fierce reasons for her, the female boss couldn’t get angry, and she felt very sad.

   "Okay, I see, Mr. Gu, what font do you want to use?"

  "Can you imitate Qinghuan's usual signature pen?"

  Gu Chubai thought for a while, and found out the pattern of Su Qinghuan’s previous signature from the phone.

  The female boss saw the appearance of Gu Chubai's serious pleading, she only felt that the tip of her nose became more sour.

  After the Internet criticized Gu Chubai for failing Su Qinghuan, the female boss also felt that Gu Chubai had gone too far, but everyone was dead. Gu Chubai did this now. Why?

  Except for too much love, the female boss can't find other reasons to explain.

  It can only be said that the previous Gu Chubai had not yet figured out who he really liked, and he had truly let down his sweetheart. Unfortunately, it was beyond regret.

  ……

  More than half an hour later, the female boss asked Gu Chubai to put on his clothes again, and told him.

"Mr. Gu, within six hours, it's best not to touch the water on your tattoo, and take a little care when you take a bath. If anything happens within these two or three days, please be sure to contact me, or follow the doctor's advice directly to see a doctor. "

"OK."

  Gu Chubai stood up, but did not rush to change his clothes, but looked in the mirror carefully.

  The three words Su Qinghuan in the man’s heart were instantly reflected in the mirror, stroke by stroke, seemingly silent love, with a bit of melancholy.

   Gu Chubai felt a slight pain in his heart, his expression was slightly sad, and then he put on his clothes.

  Only the female store manager couldn't help asking before he left.

   "Mr. Gu, if you like Miss Su so much, why didn't you treat her better before?"

   "Maybe... I used to be used to her existence before, and when I lost it, I realized that I was so wrong."

  When the man heard this question, he smiled softly and sadly at the female store manager.

  "If you have flowers, you must be folded. Don't wait for flowers to be folded. I hope you will not be like me in the future. Regret for life, and you must cherish those who love yourself."

"……good."

  The female store manager looked at the figure of the man leaving in the vast rain, and she burst into tears without knowing it.

  In fact, she never believed in love, but she did not expect that her idol would have acted in so many love dramas, and one day she would still be trapped by love.

  When she realized that she hadn't delivered the umbrella to Gu Chubai in time, the female store manager was surprised that she was too careless.

   "Mr. Gu, please wait!"

  The female store manager wanted to take the umbrella and hand it to Gu Chubai again, but Gu Chubai's figure had already turned around the corner and was no longer visible.

  The wrongs and wrongs in life, go round and round, this is not the case.

  I don’t know when will we get a correct result.

  ……

   During this week, Qu Chengze was seriously preparing for the burial of Su Qinghuan.

  After the man is busy, he always likes to appear in various clubs and pool parties, but he seems to have changed himself. Even if countless beautiful women with water snake waist appear in front of him in bikinis, Qu Chengze can turn a blind eye.

  For a moment, Qu Chengze also wondered if he was dying.

  But it is not.

  In the middle of the night, he would also think of Su Qinghuan wearing a silk nightgown and wiping her hair that day after taking a shower. Based on this trace of memory, the man missed her like drinking poison to quench his thirst, and solved his needs.

  After waiting, I felt that it was an offense to my sweetheart.

  Obviously, nothing happened to them, but Qu Chengze felt that once the sea was difficult, it was not a cloud except Wushan.

  If you let others know that the former **** was so clean for a woman who hadn’t gotten it before, I’m afraid I’ll stare at it and I can’t believe it is true.

  After all, when she used to like Ling Xian'er, the various Yingying and Yanyan around Qu Chengze had never been broken, and the blessing of Qi people was not a problem.

  ……

  Huo Jingzun said that it was true that he did not want Su Qinghuan to leave his side, even if it was just a dead shell.

  But Huo Jingzun used special materials to delay the decay of Su Qinghuan’s skin. Within a few years, this body will not change much.

  The servants of the Huo family knew in private that Mr. Huo, who had countless wealth and mastered the lifeline of the global economy, fell asleep with a corpse in his arms at night.

  Such a shocking thing is much more scary than something that will come when we get married with a body in her arms.

  But they all have very strict mouths, and they don't dare to spread the word.

  Sometimes, people passing by the study will see Huo Jingzun while working while gently smiling at the woman lying on the velvet sofa next to him, and talking to her on his own.

  As if Su Qinghuan is really alive.

  But... if you just look at the woman who is sleeping at the desk and see the delicate hair and the cut face, you will also be suspicious whether the news on the Internet is fake.

  In fact, Su Qinghuan is still alive, but she is asleep now.

  ……

  In the middle of the night, Huo Jingzun quietly embraced Su Qinghuan, who was already completely cold.

   "Qinghuan...I have been thinking about whether our encounter was a mistake as you told me."

   "But, maybe I am selfish. Even with this ending, I am very happy to know you."

  It’s been so many days, but Su Qinghuan’s whole body still carries a faint fragrance. If it weren’t for her heartbeat and breathing, she might have looked like a real person.

Huo Jingzun couldn't help but sniffed gently at the woman's neck.

  "I'm sorry...I have done so many bad things to you...You can beat me and scold me, really..."

  The man whispered lowly. He closed his eyes and lay down next to the girl again, sometimes wondering if she would wake up at any time.

  Because Su Qinghuan didn't even have any wounds on his body, in the apartment where Su Qinghuan suicided, they only found a bottle full of sleeping pill boxes. According to the quantity, this was a bottle of sleeping pill Su Qinghuan bought, and they only took one.

  According to this weight, it will not cause death at all.

  But no matter how good a hospital, no matter how top-notch doctors are, they can’t find out the true cause of Su Qinghuan’s death, and it’s useless to do blood tests.

  ……

  The windows of the Huo’s house were open, and among the men’s whispers, there were rustling insects in the midsummer night.

  The woman never responded to Huo Jingzun’s words.

  Huo Jingzun hugged Su Qinghuan strongly with his big hands, the corners of his lips were gently curled, but there were big tears in his eyes, rolling down silently.

  (End of this chapter)