Ah~ She bit the pillow frantically, there was really no other way but this.
She was willing to go all out, no matter what kind of means she used, the bastard must agree to her request.
Her eyes shone with determination.
In order to realize the plan as soon as possible and complete the tasks assigned by her supervisor, she stayed at home for the next few days and devoted herself to recuperating without leaving home.
Finally, the scars were all scabbed, blood would not ooze out if I moved a little wider, and there was no pain anymore, so I recovered very well.
However, although the injury was healed, Ling Muze seemed to have disappeared from the world, and he had not been back since he left last time.
She has never looked forward to Ling Muze's appearance as much as she does now.
But when she thought he wouldn't come, he came frequently, hoping that he would appear in front of her quickly, but he never came.
She was really impatient to wait and looked forward to the autumn clothes.
Did she find some peerless beauty and was so seduced that she forgot about her tool? She thought sadly.
Realizing that she actually cared that he had been flirting with other women these past few days, she scolded herself hard and told herself that he just looked similar to Ling Muze when he was young, so don't confuse the two of them.
, let alone think of him as Ling Muze in his youth.
No matter which woman he was with, she was still happy and at ease without his bizarre abuse.
It's just that there is something urgent that requires his consent, and if no one else shows up, how can she proceed to the next step?
After thinking about it, she stood on the balcony, looking at the blue sky, facing the sunshine, and enjoying watching Tangtang rub her legs (it seemed like Tangtang liked rubbing her legs very much, rubbing her head back and forth,
I don’t know if it’s because it’s tickling me or if it’s just fun.) I took a deep breath, and after a fierce ideological struggle, I took out my cell phone and dialed his number.
Unprecedentedly, the call was connected immediately.
What came across was the delicate voice of a woman.
"Which Xiao Lingzi's mistress are you? Tell me your name!"
Although the voice was so soft and tender that the bones of those who listened to it were numb, there was obvious teasing in it.
Thinking that she dared to call Ling Muze "Little Lingzi" so boldly, her heart suddenly sank. If it had been her, she would have been tortured to death by him in all kinds of ways.
It is conceivable that Ling Muze was fascinated by this woman, almost to the point of doting and pampering her.
I wanted to hang up the phone immediately, but thought of asking for something from him, I finally suppressed my displeasure and said, "Didn't the number show my name? Or do you only know how to accompany men but you can't read?"
She didn't understand how she could say such harsh words, but when faced with his lover's teasing, she was like a hedgehog covered in thorns and couldn't help but fight back.
I don't want to be so mean, but I can't control it. I just feel that my mind is very confused and my heart is throbbing from time to time.
"Oh, you're so brave, you dare to choke me." The voice was not as sweet as before, but mocking and teasing, sharp and harsh.
"I'm just telling the truth, could I be wrong?" she retorted.
"I am Xiao Lingzi's favorite woman. If you dare to mess with me, believe it or not, he can dump you immediately with just one word from me." She threatened.
"Oh, then tell him quickly, I don't even dream about him getting rid of me." His tone was unconcerned and indifferent.
"That's really strange. There are women who are eager to leave him. It makes me a little curious about what kind of woman you are."
"Ling Muche is not RMB, and not everyone can fall in love with him." She said lightly.
"Haha, you are really an interesting woman, but no matter how interesting you are, it's useless. Ling Muze will never fall in love with you." She said decisively.
"Do you think he loves you? Just because he's being nice to you doesn't mean he loves you, he's just temporarily interested in you. Don't you know that changing women is like changing clothes? I advise you.
It’s better not to be emotionally invested in him, because sooner or later he will dump you without mercy.”
She suddenly felt sympathy for this overconfident woman and sincerely advised her that she did not believe that Ling Muze would fall in love with anyone.
"Are you trying to provoke me? To hurt him, make me disappointed in him, and then leave without a fight? You are quite a scheming woman. You must have done this to his lovers, right?
?" she sneered.
"Anyway, that's all I've said. If you want to think so, just think so."
"I thought Ling Muze's lovers would be so confused and confused by him, but I didn't expect that after being with him, they would still keep their heads above water. I am becoming more and more curious about you. I really want to see what you look like.
How's it going?" There was unconcealable appreciation in her tone.
"You should still care about yourself. He is no better to me than an ordinary mistress and won't pose any threat to you. Don't worry." Shui Xi didn't want to say anything more to her, thinking anxiously.
To end the conversation.
"Haha, it's really interesting. He is so self-aware and indifferent. He is completely indifferent to Xiao Lingzi. He is really courageous." She praised in surprise.
"No one is as courageous as you. You dare to call him Xiao Lingzi." Shui Xi said sourly.
"Hahaha, are you jealous?" The burst of laughter from the other end of the phone shocked her eardrums.
"I didn't." She quickly denied.
"Haha..." She laughed meaningfully, and then said: "I'm very curious about you, please tell me your name."
"The number doesn't show my name? You can't read it yourself." Shui Xi said depressedly.
"There is a display, but it's just the word 'idiot'. Could it be that your name is idiot?" She suppressed a smile.
Shui Xi's cheeks turned red in embarrassment. Fortunately, she was on the phone and others couldn't see her face. Otherwise, she would have died of shame and anger.
Thinking that that bastard dared to give her such a name, I was so angry that I almost broke my silver teeth.
"White - Shui - Xi..." She squeezed out each word between her teeth. Then, thinking that her name was difficult for others to understand, she continued: "White during the day and night, water on the other side of the water."
, the ebb and flow of the tide.”
"Bai Shuixi? It's a good name. It's quite poetic. I guess you are also a very poetic woman, right?"
The woman's tone was no longer as delicate and uncomfortable as it was at the beginning. Her tone of voice became normal, and the unpleasant and disgusting feeling disappeared. Instead of answering her, she asked curiously: "What's your name?"
what name?"
"Me? My name is very famous. I don't want to scare you if I say it."
What she said is true. Her reputation is indeed very great, but it is slightly less famous than Ling Muze, but it is not in this country, but in another country.
Which actress did Shui Xi think she was? You must know that there are constant scandals between Ling Muze and actresses.
"Then what did you say your name was?"
"So as not to scare you, I won't tell you."
Shui Xi has seen arrogant people before, but he has never seen someone so arrogant. His shamelessness is comparable to that of Ling Muze.
No wonder Ling Muze is so obsessed with her, they are quite similar.
"Oh, then you'd better not tell me." He was not interested in her name to begin with.
Not wanting to say anything more to her, she asked, "Can you let Ling Muche answer the phone? I have something to talk to him about."
"He is taking a shower now. When he comes out, I will ask him to call you." She added.
An extremely sour feeling circulated in her heart, and an inexplicable loss lingered in her chest. She covered up her unpleasant emotions and said in a low voice: "Okay."
After saying that, I didn't want to hear that woman's voice again, so I hung up the phone hurriedly.
The moment she hung up the phone, she heard the woman angrily: "Xiao Lingzi, how many women are there outside? You only need so much time to take a shower, but at least 10 women call in. You are not afraid of women having too much fun."
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She is really an arrogant, bold, and unapologetic woman. You can imagine how passionate and bold she will be. You can imagine how obsessed Ling Muze will be with her, and how passionate the two of them will be together.
The sour and painful feeling gradually dissolves into bitter water and spreads throughout the body.
Looking up at the sky, the sunlight shining like thousands of golden threads stung her eyes, and tears gradually oozed out.
At this moment, if she doesn't understand how she feels about him, then how will she be different from her silly, stupid self before.
In fact, I have noticed it very early, but I don't want to admit it, dare not admit it, and resist the true thoughts in my heart.
He is obviously such a bad person, so cold-blooded, and so affectionate. He is obviously the person who tortures me the most and most painfully. Why do I still fall in love with him so unsatisfactorily? Besides having money, he has only a face.
, what else does he have?
Yes, the problem is that face, that face is almost exactly the same.
I can’t figure it out, and I can’t figure out how I fell in love with it.
Now that the matter is over, just bury this sinful love that has no results at all deep in your heart. While your feelings for him have just sprouted and have not yet become too deep to extricate yourself, try not to think about him, not to care about him, not to be with him.
He looked at each other, refusing to be confused by him until he let him go.
And every day when I get up early and go to bed late, I recall his bad deeds and be reminded of how much of a bastard, how hateful, and how abusive he is.
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I believe that if things go on like this, I will be able to keep this big devil out of my heart.
The sun was too dazzling, so I raised my hand to cover my eyes. The light passed through the gaps between my fingertips, and it still stung my eyes. Tears just slipped down through the gaps between my fingers.
Luxurious mansion.
In the majestic living room, which is filled with luxury and grandeur, a woman with blond curly hair, apricot eyes, a high nose, and a lady's outfit is leaning on the sofa.
She has the beauty of a mixture of Eastern and Western. She has fair skin, delicate facial features carefully drawn with a brush, impressive measurements, and an attractive S-shaped figure. She is tall and charming, and can be regarded as a rare beauty.