Chapter 809 Passing By

Jun Xiqing is here.

At this time, Lu Yeming was wearing a black thin woolen coat, a black suit and black trousers of the same color underneath. The bangs on his forehead were all pushed up, revealing his handsome face. The bright lights of the hall were shining brightly on the The evening breeze blew on his slender body, making him look magnificent.

He saw the presidential limousine of Country Z in front of him, he slowed down and then stopped.

His deep phoenix eyes fell on the presidential car.

The Brahma Gate behind him also stopped. He was so happy, Miss Jun?

Great, Miss Jun is here!

Fanmen really felt that Dongfang Ruoli was not worthy of his master, and he wanted his master to be with Miss Jun.

At least with Miss Jun here, the master will smile and won't be alone.

At this time, Pingping got out of the car, opened the rear door respectfully, and Jun Xiqing got out of the car.

Jun Xiqing wore a long white dress and a black cloak. She had a green hairpin on her long black hair, and the rest of her black hair hung on her shiny shoulders. She was so beautiful that she was so delicate. Dyed, like a flying fairy from the sky.

This time she was dressed as a daughter, not as a female president.

Jun Xiqing's smart eyes fell on Xuan Ying's face, "Silver-faced King, long time no see."

Xuan Ying thought about it for a moment and realized that Xia Ling's departure had something to do with her. His handsome face suddenly darkened and his voice became deeper, "Miss Jun, you are late. The wedding banquet is over."

Jun Xiqing raised her red lips and smiled gracefully, "No, I came at the right time, the show has just begun."

Xuan Ying snorted coldly, "Where's Ling Ling?"

"at the airport."

Xia Ling has already taken Mou Mou to the airport. She is leaving, and they are leaving him.

Xuan Ying rushed to chase him.

At this moment, Jun Xiqing's light and moving voice sounded from behind, "Silver-faced King, think about it carefully. Do you really want to keep her?"

"The lingering love in the past has changed beyond recognition. This country A is full of pain for Sister Lingling. She has cried, but now she is tired of crying and wants to leave. Silver-faced King, what can you do to keep her?"

Every word Jun Xiqing spoke was like a sharp blade piercing his heart. Xuan Ying's two big palms hanging by his side were forcefully pulled into fists, causing veins all over his body to pulsate.

His eyes were red, but he still moved his legs.

Xuan Ying left.

Went to chase.

Jun Xiqing watched Xuan Ying's figure disappear from sight. She trembled with her slender Yujie, then raised her eyes and looked at Lu Yeming to the side.

She didn't step forward, just looked at the man.

Lu Yeming also looked at her, with some distance between them.

Ping Ping secretly took a look at Lu Yeming, and she was also curious about the charm of a man who can make a woman's heart flutter.

Looking at it this way, Ping Ping's heart was settled and understood. The man in front of him had a delicate face, a pair of deep phoenix eyes that were indifferent and calm, and his innate sense of nobility made people admire and admire him.

Pingping lowered his head respectfully.

Jun Xiqing was the first to break the silence. Since she saw him here, she didn't want to be so stiff.

After thinking for a while, she said, "Congratulations."

Congratulations to him and Dongfang Ruoli on their wedding.

Lu Yeming stood there without moving. He looked at her small face as big as a palm and felt that she was whiter, more beautiful and more agile. Even her red lips were as red as rain and dew, making people want to kiss her. Fangze.

He said indifferently, "Thank you."

At this time, a soft figure came over, came to Lu Yeming's side, and held his strong arm affectionately, "My lord."

Jun Xiqing raised her eyes and saw that Dongfang Ruoli was here.

Dongfang Ruoli stood next to Lu Yeming in a pink dress. The two of them were truly a match made in heaven.

Dongfang Ruoli glanced at Lu Yeming with admiration, then looked at Jun Xiqing, she nodded slightly, "Female Jun."

Jun Xiqing smiled back, "Pingping, let's go back."

"yes."

Pingping opened the rear door and Jun Xiqing got in the car.

Lu Yeming watched her figure disappear from his sight. At this time, Dongfang Ruoli beside him said, "Master, let's go back too."

"good."

Fanmen opened the rear door, and Lu Yeming and Dongfang Ruoli got in the car.

The two presidential limousines set off almost at the same time, passed each other, and then headed off in two directions.

This separation lasted for several years.

…

In the airport.

Xuan Ying arrived at the airport and saw Xia Ling and Mou Mou at a glance.

Xia Ling held Mou Mou's little hand as she went through the security check. After passing the security check, she could get on the plane.

"Ling Ling." Xuan Ying ran over and grabbed Xia Ling's slender arm.

Xia Ling raised her eyes to look at Xuan Ying, and then slowly but firmly pulled her arm out of his big palm.

She led Mou Mou inside.

"Sir, you are not allowed inside." The staff blocked Xuan Ying.

Xuan Ying's eyes were red, and he clasped Xia Ling's slender wrist again, "I won't keep you, you go, go where you want to go, and do what you love to do."

As he said that, he put his big palm into his trouser pocket, took out something, and stuffed it into her little hand, "Take this."

It's a gilded black card.

Xuan Ying's throat was choked several times and she couldn't say anything. He knew she didn't want to hear it either.

Years of love are now beyond recognition.

"Accept this card. It will be easy to do things if you have money. If you go to other places, you have to live. And you also have Mou Mou with you, so money is indispensable..."

"I don't mean anything else, I just hope... you can live a better life..."

Xia Ling didn't speak, she just took her little hand back.

But he couldn't take it back.

He held her tightly.

Xia Ling looked back, stretched out her little hand and pulled open his five fingers one by one.

With a "pop", the gold-stamped black card fell to the ground, and Xia Ling left with Mou Mou in her arms.

Xuan Ying froze in place, watching the mother and daughter disappear from his sight.

Mou Mou lay on Xia Ling's shoulder and kept looking at him, with tears in her eyes, but between mommy and daddy, she still hugged mommy's neck tightly.

"Daddy, goodbye."

They left.

They really left.

Xuan Ying felt a heart-wrenching pain, his eyes burned red, and he couldn't open his eyes.

He raised his big palm, came to the position of his heart, curled up his fingers, and dug hard.

He wanted to dig his heart out.

He suddenly remembered that she always loved to do this action before. He didn't understand it at that time, but now he understood it all. She wanted to dig her heart out in pain.

Ha.

He laughed softly. This was probably retribution. The pain he had inflicted on her was now paid back twice as much.

Xuanying closed his eyes gently. The next second, his tall and straight body collapsed.

"Master!"

Zhou rushed up and saw large patches of blood seeping out of Xuanying's pants.

Zhou was horrified and almost forgot to breathe. That glass of white wine, that medicine, what did the master do to him?