Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

On the girl’s phone was a notice from ESMOD Design School.

It clearly stated above that the design exhibition was cancelled due to the sudden heavy snow in April.

Qiao Ruyi frowned. April in Country F has always been colder than in China. It is relatively gloomy, with very few sunny days and rain is common, but it rarely snows.

There was a heavy snowfall in Country F last year, why didn’t she know about it?

She was clearly in Country F in April last year.

"Maybe my cousin's wife is mistaken, isn't it?" Zhou Xingxing said, breaking the awkward silence. "She's so busy designing every day, how could she even remember if it was last year or the year before?"

Everyone thought the same thing and skipped the topic to discuss other interesting things.

"Ruyi, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Xingxing noticed that Qiao Ruyi looked a little off and asked with concern, "Do you want to have dessert? Today's dessert is made by a dessert master from Country F. Come on, I'll take you to eat."

"No stars." Qiao Ruyi smiled. "I worked too late last night and I'm a little tired today. I'm going to find a quiet place to hide for a while."

"Okay." Zhou Xiaxia saw that her face was not very good, so she didn't force her and told her, "Go over there. There's a lounge with few people."

Qiao Ruyi nodded, put down the juice cup and went to the lounge.

There was indeed no one in the lounge, as most people were socializing outside. This was an opportunity to meet the bigwigs from various industries, so naturally no one would waste it.

As soon as Qiao Ruyi sat down, she took out her cell phone and swiped her fingers quickly across the photo album, directly swiping to the photos taken in April last year.

The address shown in April's photo is in Country F.

The scenery in the photos is full of spring, and the design exhibition is particularly lively.

why?

Why is it that her photo was clearly taken in Country F in April, but it is different from the notice from the School of Design?

Why did it snow in Country F last year, but it wasn’t in her photos?

Why did the design school notify her that the exhibition was cancelled when she clearly went to attend it?

She closed her eyes and tried to recall everything that had happened last April.

But when I closed my eyes I couldn't remember it.

When did she go to Country F? Why did she go? Who did she go with? When did she return?

She couldn't remember anything!

My mind is blank, I have no impression at all!

She kept swiping through the photos in her hand, dozens of them, with different scenes and dates.

But she couldn't remember why she took the photo.

Finally, his finger stopped at a string of foreign phone numbers.

After a moment, she called.

After a while, the call was connected, and the speaker was fluent French. "Hello, this is ESMOD Design School."

Qiao Ruyi also asked in fluent French, "Hello, did ESMOD Design School hold a design exhibition last year?"

"No, miss." The other party answered her very confidently, "Last April, due to heavy snow, ESMOD Design School cancelled its annual design exhibition..."

Qiao Ruyi didn't listen to the rest of the words.

She only felt that her hand holding the phone was cold and shaking, and the blood in her body seemed to be frozen, and her body was shivering.

Her eyes fell on the photos again, scanning one by one, each one was extremely unfamiliar.

After the April photos, it’s July.

There are no photos of the intervening months of May and June.

But this is not surprising, because Qiao Ruyi herself does not like taking photos, so the photos contain only design drafts and design inspirations.

She only takes a lot of photos when there is a design exhibition in April.

There were footsteps at the door of the lounge, neither light nor heavy. She looked up and saw the tall and straight figure of a man.

He had one hand in his suit pocket and the other holding a cup of hot water.

When he saw Qiao Ruyi, his frown relaxed.

It was common to be surrounded and not allowed to leave in such occasions. Ling Che could only make an excuse to go smoke and then go look for Qiao Ruyi.

Zhou Xiaxia told her that Qiao Ruyi was in the lounge, and he was relieved when he saw that she was sitting there well.

"Drink some hot water." He placed the cup on the table in front of her and noticed that she didn't look very well.

"What's wrong?" He sat beside her and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell? Or do you have a headache?"

As he asked, he raised his hand to touch her forehead. Qiao Ruyi did not hide, but just stared at him blankly.

No fever, but my face is cold.

Ling Che touched her hand again, and it felt like ice.

He suddenly frowned, "Qiao Ruyi, you're so cold, can't you say a word?"

He took off his coat and put it on her, then glanced at the air conditioner in the lounge which was not turned on.

A surge of anger rose up. Qiao Ruyi had been in for so long and was so cold, but she didn't even turn on the air conditioner. She just acted aggressively in front of him.

He picked up the remote control and pressed it hard, turning the temperature to the highest level.

Zhou Xingxing's family is really something. They are so poor that they can't even afford an air conditioner, so why are they holding a birthday party!

He turned to look at Qiao Ruyi and found that her face looked no better.

He took her hand and held it in his palm, "If you feel uncomfortable, let's go home."

Ling Che's hand was very hot, and his palm was wrapped around Qiao Ruyi's hand.

But Qiao Ruyi only felt cold, from head to toe, and the coldness penetrated from the bones.

“Ling Che…”

When she spoke, her voice was no longer as cold as it was in the car, but trembled slightly.

Ling Che thought it was because she was too cold, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

If I had known earlier, I would not have brought her here and would have just left her at home to keep warm.

Qiao Ruyi stared at his delicate and handsome features, and said in a daze, "I——"

"Boom boom boom!"

She was interrupted by a knock on the lounge door.

Song Yanzhi stood at the door, watching the people in the house holding hands, and then looking at the man's displeased eyes, he knew that he had come at the wrong time.

But he didn't want to be a third wheel, but he had to come.

"Mr. Ling, Sister Yi."

He walked in and smiled awkwardly, "Sorry to bother you two."

He hurriedly explained, "Mr. Ling, Warren wants to see you to discuss international cooperation."

The last time Ling Che flew to the US was to discuss cooperation with Warren, but he had to return home because Qiao Ruyi had an accident that day. He had originally planned to whet the other party's appetite and dampen his arrogance before returning to the US again.

Unexpectedly, the other party couldn't wait any longer and took the opportunity of Zhou's birthday party to come and ask for cooperation.

Ling Che curled his lips into a smile and turned to look at Qiao Ruyi, "What did you want to say just now?"

Qiao Ruyi shook her head and pulled her hand away from his palm. "You go and get busy first."

Song Yanzhi also noticed that she looked unwell and asked with concern, "Sister Yi, are you feeling unwell?"

Ling Che glanced at him sideways, "Then we should ask Zhou Xingxing. He held such a grand birthday party that he couldn't even bear to turn on the air conditioner."

The dissatisfaction in these words was almost overflowing.

Song Yanzhi took a look at the air conditioner and was shocked. It hit his head.

No wonder he felt so hot as soon as he came in.

Ling Che touched Qiao Ruyi's hand, which had warmed up a bit. He turned around and said, "Just stay here quietly. If you feel sleepy, take a nap. I'll call you when the dinner starts. Don't worry, no one will come in here."

After he finished his instructions, he stood up and prepared to go out.

"Your clothes." Qiao Ruyi called him and was about to return his suit jacket to her.

I was frozen into an ice ball, and I still had to return the clothes.

"Cover yourself well." Ling Che said this and followed Song Yanzhi out.