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1372 Lovely style

Rise to the top - 1372 Lovely Style

Several gray clouds floated outside the spider-covered glass window, and the air was very stuffy. The suffocation before a storm made people feel particularly irritable. Dou Yifan let go of the palm that controlled Du Jieqi's waist, took a step back and handed the folder in her hand to her, but his eyes stared at her dodging eyes for a long time and looked again and again.

"Yifan, I..." Du Jieqi stood up straight, opened her mouth to explain, but swallowed it back.

"Shh!" Dou Yifan stretched out his index finger and stood up on Du Jieqi's lips, gently putting her hair scattered in front of her forehead, and said softly, like a gentle lullaby. "Jie'er, you still don't understand me. Since I have promised to help you and your Uncle Guo, I will definitely help you to the end. Last night, you could ask me directly, call me, you don't need to go downstairs, I can just go up and find you. I didn't report this to your Uncle Guo because these two men are likely to be the big liar who ran to our Zhouning under the banner of Hong Kong businessmen to cheat. Do you understand?"

"I understand! But... are they really liars? Also, Yifan, will you really continue to help? Yifan, it's really hard for him. After Mei'er left, he was... lonely and always ran to the small teahouse to sit." Du Jieqi felt relieved, and hesitated to continue to say a few more good things for Guo Mingji.

"Jie'er, I know you are in a difficult situation, but I will not make it difficult for you in the future. I promise you to help him well, but you also have to promise me that you will leave Zhouning immediately after you agree, okay?" Dou Yifan reached out and hugged Du Jieqi tightly, rubbed her hair, and said softly, with deep affection. But his eyes focused on the wall behind Du Jieqi were cold, without any emotional indifference.

"I promise you! Thank you, Yifan! Sorry, I shouldn't have been last night..." Du Jieqi nodded vigorously and hugged Dou Yifan's waist tightly.

"Shh! I like it! Jie'er, you are beautiful and very good! I like it very much, you like your lips, your chin, your collarbone, you... I like every part of you!" Dou Yifan said in a sensational way, and the woman in his arms began to feel a little restless. As he said, he stroked Du Jieqi's neck down, until he clearly heard her breathing was a little messy before he slowly let go of his hands.

"Yifan, I like you too, no, I love you very much!" Du Jieqi murmured in a low voice, her hands couldn't help but wrap around Dou Yifan's shoulders, and she didn't even notice the folder in her hand falling into the stairwell with a "bang".

"I should leave! Jie'er, I'll call you later! I have to go back to Hailao. There is some trouble with the land acquisition there." Dou Yifan took a step back, patted Du Jieqi's shoulder, explained softly, and walked down the stairs without looking back.

"I'll wait for your phone call!" Du Jieqi sorted out her clothes and answered in a low voice to Dou Yifan's back. Touching her hot cheeks, Du Jieqi picked up the dusty folder from the ground and walked towards Dou Yifan in the opposite direction.

Dou Yifan's footsteps echoed repeatedly in the empty stairwell, from the ninth floor to the first floor of the ground. It was not until he found that the person was standing in the underground parking lot that Dou Yifan felt that his feet were still a little sore when he walked down the stairs. He walked lonely towards his parking position. When he passed Du Jieqi's silver-gray Buick, he realized that sometimes it was difficult for people to change the feelings of some habits he developed, such as parking habits, such as bed habits, or the feeling of his love for passionate entanglement with Du Jieqi, or the feeling of being betrayed by the people he cared about.

When he got into the jeep, Dou Yifan seemed to be able to feel the scent of passion that he and Du Jieqi released last night. Pressing the car window, Dou Yifan lit the cigarette that should have been smoked on the ninth floor of the Municipal Party Committee Building, and fell into a tangle of a war between heaven and man. After a while, Dou Yifan made up his mind to call Shi Dezheng's office.

God seemed to be planning to give Dou Yifan another opportunity to choose. No one answered Shi Dezheng's office call that afternoon. Dou Yifan thought about it and called Shi Dezheng's private mobile phone number but found that his phone was turned off. After pondering for a while, Dou Yifan decided to listen to Yuxuan first and take a closer look at the message Ling Yunbi sent him. If he remembered correctly, Ling Yunbi once said that there were photos of Longwei Hotel or Jiashihua Hotel in the email address when he was cutting the ribbon, or that he could find photos of Li Ziwei and Yang Chengjia from it.

With this idea, Dou Yifan drove back to the house he rented and turned on the computer. Log in to the email address. Dou Yifan checked the last file in the draft box of Ling Yunbi. After opening it, he found a photo of a long time. After carefully comparing Li Ziwei in the photo, Dou Yifan couldn't help but take out his phone again. However, Dou Yifan still couldn't get through Shi Dezheng's phone this time. He was anxious and angry, he copied the photo in the email address, picked up his bag and rushed out the door. Shi Dezheng did not answer the call, and Shi Jingtang said that he was not with Shi Dezheng. However, Dou Yifan did not trust Shi Jingtang very much. Even if he asked, it would be difficult to take out any valuable content from Shi Jingtang, who was hostile to him, so Dou Yifan could only think of the most likely situation.

When the jeep drove to the entrance of Jinbang Mingjue Community, Dou Yifan hesitated for a moment, parked the car in another community next door, and walked over.

"Yifan, why are you here? At this time... he is going to come here for dinner?" The person who came out to open the door for Dou Yifan was Shi Yunxiang holding a paintbrush in her hand. She looked at the young man who appeared during the dinner time with surprise.

"Xiang'er, he didn't come? Where will he go?" Dou Yifan leaned at the door and was in a dilemma. He frowned in confusion if he didn't know whether he should enter the room.

"Uh, come in and talk!" Shi Yunxiang turned her body sideways and gave way to Dou Yifan.

"Well! Did he call you in the afternoon? I couldn't get through his phone. By the way, Tang Xingyu's phone was also turned off. Well, I mean his new driver's phone was also turned off. I thought he was with you, so... I came over and take a look." Dou Yifan walked into the house and found that Shi Yunxiang was wearing only a nightgown. He seemed a little ambiguous in the same house as Shi Yunxiang, two lonely men and widows. He noticed this subtlety Dou Yifan stood in the entrance hall and explained hesitantly.

"I rarely call him unless there is anything urgent. Haha, come in! I'm painting, do you want to see it?" Hearing Dou Yifan's explanation, Shi Yunxiang smiled faintly, raised the brush in her hand, and answered indifferently.
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