Whether it's a dress, a top hotel, a menu...
All of them at least show his hard work.
Treated like a princess, treated like a noble concubine...
Even if it is just treated as an item to be pampered, it is done with care, not to mention that it is all based on one's own deception!
I don't love him, I just use him.
I really shouldn't argue with him again...
But after fighting, how can we take it back?
Huanyan couldn't help but reflect...
Are you a little too arrogant sometimes?
Recently, I have become more and more fond of quarreling with him, picking faults with him, and repeatedly challenging the bottom line of his endurance.
Because I seem to know in my heart that no matter how much I pick a fight with him, like a little hedgehog, he will eventually forgive me, look at me dotingly, and hold me in his arms, as if that embrace has always belonged to me.
But... maybe she thought wrong...
Yes, she is too conceited and arrogant.
Why should she?
She is just a stand-in!
At this moment, Situ Chenjue suddenly said coldly:
"I am full."
"ah?"
"I'm going back." Situ Chenjue dropped his napkin and stood up.
"Go back...where?"
"Go home!" he said coldly.
"Uh..." Huanyan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt her mood sink.
"Didn't you say...stay here tonight?"
"I can't stop now!" Situ Chenjue snorted, "I spent so much money and so much thought, not just to listen to a woman's sharp-tongued argument with me! I'm not in the mood!"
"I……"
"No need for you, you, you, I don't want to see you now."
"Chen Jue..." Biting her lip, Huanyan slowly stood up, "I...I didn't mean to quarrel with you."
"It would be even more hateful if it was not intentional. It means that you are not born a woman who listens to men. You can't be my sweetheart, no matter how hard you try, it will be useless."
He ignored her and strode away, his handsome figure disappearing at the end of the grass.
Huanyan stood there blankly, feeling a little sad for some reason.
For a moment, my nose was red and I felt a little suffocated...
He, does he need to be so cautious?
It was his own words that were too rude, and it was natural for him to be angry...
However, I must have forgotten...
He forgot that he relied on his favor to survive, and forgot his own identity...
It seems that I have really been too complacent recently...
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Huanyan sat there blankly, and a sweet-looking waitress saw this and slowly walked over with concern: "Madam, are you okay?"
"I...I have nothing."
Huanyan suppressed her sadness.
"I see your eyes are a little red... do you need a handkerchief?"
"No need." Huanyan smiled, but that smile was fragile and seemed to disappear at any time.
She stood up and said, "I'm going back first."
I held his arm on the way here, as if all the scenery was ahead.
When I returned, I was alone.
In fact, it's good to be alone. She used to be alone.
I am used to reading alone, traveling alone, shopping alone, and drinking coffee alone.
But why, now she begins to feel that she is not used to being alone?
Why, a person who is free is originally his favorite.
But……
A lyric suddenly flashed through her mind...
"I am not lonely when I am alone. I am only lonely when I want to be alone..."
This chapter has been completed!