Shaoyin was held by Lu Mingxiao and rushed out of the dance. Got a taxi and headed straight to his own apartment.

Arriving downstairs in the apartment, Lu Mingxiao pressed the elevator, Shaoyin looked at him sideways and smiled: "There is still one hour and three minutes."

Lu Mingxiao held her hand tightly, hugged her fiercely, strode into the elevator, and pressed for the seventeenth floor.

"Ding." The elevator arrived.

Lu Mingxiao hugged her out and unlocked her fingerprints.

Open the door and go in.

close the door.

Cover up a room.

After seeing her sister, Shen Qiong's mood was not clear. She stood at the edge of the dance venue with a look of absent-mindedness on her face.

His eyes looked over and over in the direction they left, but they never came back, and the mood became worse.

He lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, and sent a text message to his sister: "The dance is over in a while, let's go back together, Mom misses you very much."

No response.

After a while, she called.

Nobody answers the phone.

Shen Qiong was angry, looking at the lively dance party and the lively colleagues, she just felt out of place. She couldn't wait any longer, she told the manager and took a taxi back.

Wu Lingxi was at home, sitting on the sofa, embroidering cross stitches while watching TV.

She has recently become obsessed with cross stitch, and wants to embroider a peony flower to hang at home. She has already embroidered a third of it.

Hearing the door open, she raised her head: "Is Qiongqiong back?"

"Well." Shen Qiong changed her shoes at the door.

"How? Is the dance fun?" Wu Lingxi asked.

"It's alright." Shen Qiong walked into the bedroom, changed her dress, and put on home clothes.

Wu Lingxi didn't notice her daughter's strange mood. She lowered her head to thread the needle and said, "Then you came back very early. I thought the game would end very late. How is it? Do you have any male colleagues to invite you to dance?"

The company that the youngest daughter works for is a very large-scale company. There are many single girls and many single boys. Although she is old, she also understands that in such occasions, it is easy to produce something.

When Shen Qiong heard this, she suddenly became irritated!

Have! Of course there is! But she doesn't care about it all!

What color are they? Either short, dumb, or ugly, it's just annoying!

There was something she liked, but the person she liked took her straw-bag sister and left! Thinking of the back of the two embracing and leaving, Shen Qiong became more and more angry, and couldn't help but complained to Wu Lingxi, why did she make Shen Xuan so beautiful?

She stood with Shen Xuan, like a high-end version and a low-end version, like a genuine product and a fake, like a buyer's show and a seller's show.

"Do you know who I saw?" She sat down on the sofa.

Wu Lingxi looked over and asked curiously, "Who is it?"

"Shen Xuan."

Wu Lingxi's action of placing the needle suddenly stopped: "Ah?!" His lips twitched, and after a while, he said, "Oh."

The eldest daughter has come to City B? What is she here for? Is it to see her? But why didn't you call her?

Didn't you come to see her? Just happened to be met by Joan Qiong?

Wu Lingxi wanted to ask, but in the end did not ask.

After half a year, she thought about her eldest daughter again, but it was as if she had been stabbed by a needle. It was no longer the pain that was beating on her heart like before, and she was about to faint from crying.

It is not necessary to know about the eldest daughter. As long as she is doing well, Wu Lingxi can ask nothing.

"How is she now?" Immediately, Wu Lingxi asked indifferently.

"Divorced with the surname Fang." Shen Qiong replied, "dressed up beautifully and caught up with a junior executive of our company."

Wu Lingxi: "...Oh."

Divorced.

It's good to get a divorce, so Xuanxuan won't hate her anymore.

Still in the mood to dress up? That's not bad.

Find someone better now? Even better.

"She didn't tell us!" Seeing her reaction like this, Shen Qiong couldn't help grabbing the sofa cushion, "Especially she didn't tell you! It's not the first time she came to City B, but she didn't even once. I told you, I didn't say I wanted to see you!"

Wu Lingxi's hands trembled.

His lips twitched, but he didn't say a word.

My heart hurts like being pricked by a needle.

Xuanxuan broke up with her, cut off ties with her, and said she was dead a long time ago. Don't answer calls, don't answer text messages, it's absolutely outrageous. Does she still expect Xuanxuan to come to see her on purpose, even if she comes to see her by the way?

If Xuanxuan was willing, it wouldn't have been more than half a year, and she hadn't even replied to a text message.

After so long, Wu Lingxi has changed from hope, expectation, and cautiousness to despair, sadness, and pain, and gradually resigned and accepted the reality.

If you didn't pick up the younger daughter, he lowered his head and continued to needle: "Your sister has been divorced, and you can find someone like a junior executive. You are no worse than her, hurry up..."

The familiar babble started again.

Shen Qiong: "..."

She vomited almost blood, stood up in anger, entered the room, and slammed the door slammed.

He threw himself on the bed and heard his phone vibrate. When picked it up, saw that the small group inside the company was very lively.

Some people are digging up the gossip of the boss, some people are ambiguous with who and who, and some people are posting photos of male gods.

The male god is Lu Mingxiao.

He is young, handsome, has a promising future, has a tough backstage, and is still single. He is a treasure in the hearts of female colleagues in the company.

At this moment, the photos of him and his girlfriend were swiped in the group.

"Wow! That's awesome!"

"Which company's young lady is this, take a good look!"

"Brother Immortal and Sister Immortal, I'm hooked!"

This pair is very good-looking, and the photos taken are from all angles, but none of them are broken, and all of them can be used as screensavers.

"Gospel of Yan Gou."

"Love love."