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Chapter 70 Give Yourself a Reason

"Tuo, am I beautiful?" Gong Ruxue pulled up her long skirt and turned it in a circle. In fact, she had already seen the flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Beautiful," Su Zhetuo praised her without hesitation. Dressed in a noble dress, with the skillful hands of the makeup artist, she was even more beautiful than usual. It really made his eyes shine, but that was all.

.

His heart was extremely calm and did not speed up a bit.

"Let's go take pictures," Gong Ruxue gently took Su Zhetuo's arm. They must take today's photos, not only for themselves, but also for everyone to see, and for Xiang Qing.

Lan looked and saw how happy they would be.

Su Zhetuo nodded, and the two of them walked into the photography studio together. Gong Ruxue was indeed a natural model, and her expressive skills were excellent. However, Su Zhetuo obviously did not cooperate, and her face was always fixed.

It was mediocre, as if someone owed him money, but he really took pictures here, the most unwilling one.

After just taking a few pictures, his face turned terrible. He turned his head to look at Gong Ruxue, "I'm leaving first. There's something going on in the company." This was just his excuse. He really didn't like being treated like a fool.

The calls came and went.

Shaking his hand, he strode away, not wanting to care about the sad expression on Gong Ruxue's face. He took off the extra tie on his body, unbuttoned his shirt, and immediately felt much more comfortable.

He really couldn't stand it anymore. If he continued like this, he would definitely destroy this bridal shop.

He opened the car door and sat in. The air outside made him feel much more relaxed.

The car left without any hesitation, leaving Gong Ruxue alone.

"Miss Gong, look..." The photographer looked at Gong Ruxue with some embarrassment. How could she take a photo of a wedding dress alone? Her husband has already left, so we can't take the photo anymore.

"No more filming," Gong Ruxue walked out angrily. She simply couldn't believe that Su Zhetuo left her like this and left her here to film alone. Is she crazy?

Does she still have the face to go out?

She loves him so much, and for him, Ning Yuan has to bear the identity of a third party. Is he treating her well now? He is absolutely generous to her, but why did he do it when they were about to get married?

It is becoming more and more indifferent.

She really didn't know whether he loved her or not. He pampered her, loved her, gave her the best things, and said he loved her more than once. But why, she felt that he was getting closer and closer to her.

As he got further and further away, it seemed that she had never been close to his heart.

She clenched her hands and wrinkled the dress she was wearing. She lowered her head. The set of clothes she wore was a mockery of her. She took off her clothes and inhaled hard, looking considerate.

The man looked like a good woman, "My husband has something to do, so we will shoot another day," she tried her best to make her smile more natural, but it still looked very stiff. She didn't want others to see her joke.

After all, Su Zhetuo got married after a divorce, so they were already attracting the attention of major media, and she wanted to prevent her from disappearing again.

And she will prove to all walks of life that Su Zhetuo is the best choice to marry her. She will be a competent Mrs. Su. She left the wedding dress shop generously. She took out her mobile phone and dialed the number that was already available.

Memorized cell phone number

"Tuo, where are you?" She asked very softly, still in a gentle tone, without looking angry at all.

And Su Zhetuo's extremely deep voice came from over there, "I'm going to the company in a minute, you go back first." After saying that, someone hung up on the other side. She closed the phone hard, with a look on her face.

In an instant, all the laughter disappeared.

Su Zhetuo on the other side stopped his hand on the side of the road after hanging up the phone. He leaned on the back of his chair and stretched out his fingers to gently hold his brow. When he opened his eyes, he saw a flower shop.

shop, so he opened the car door, walked in, and directly ordered a large handful of red roses. This was introduced by the clerk, so he asked for the largest bunch. In this way, she should be happy. This time

, he knew it was his fault, so he took this bouquet of flowers as an apology. He put the flowers beside him, and the car suddenly had a usual fragrance of roses, and he put his fingers under his nose.

, the eyebrows were drawn together again, as if he didn’t like the smell.

He picked up the flowers and threw them behind him. He looked at the car intently. He had indeed gone to the company early, but suddenly, he turned around and drove in the opposite direction.

Stopping the car, he got out of the car, looked at this place that was very consistent with his identity, and frowned slightly.

He walked with long strides and stopped under a very small one-story house. He stood in a hidden place, like a thief, watching everything inside the door, but the door was tightly closed.

, but he was still staring at other people's doors like a fool. Fortunately, there were few people here, so he didn't notice him, otherwise, his face would have been thrown away.

Damn it, he could imagine how embarrassed he was at this moment. If people knew that he, the president of a Soviet-style company, was staring at a dilapidated door here, secretly, he didn't know how many people would be scared off.

Chin, but he just wants to know what that woman is doing now. What is she doing with that man?

As soon as he thought that she might be pressed by that man to do the things he did to her before, he became jealous and wanted to kill her. Although he rarely touched her, in his heart, his own

Only he can touch his belongings. Even if he only needs to look at them, he will not give them to others.

Until now, he actually still doesn't know the reason for his excessive possessiveness towards Xiang Qinglan. When he got married, Xiang Qinglan was not the only woman, of course there were others, but

, those women are just supplements to satisfy his physiological needs. Except for Ichinomiya Ruxue, he has the strongest feeling for her, whether it is physical or psychological. That's why he divorced Qinglan for her.

, and of course the most important point is that Xiang Qinglan saw their most unbearable scene, so divorce has become the only choice he can make.

He didn't admit it because Xiang Qinglan saw his indulgence, which made him feel dirty and unable to face her again. After all, that woman was so clean that he always felt helpless.

He stretched out his hand and smashed the wall hard, and a layer of soil fell on the back of his hand. What kind of wall was this? It was too weak. He stood here like a fool for almost half an hour. What on earth did they do?

What are you doing? Why don't you come out? They are all dead inside, right?

He won't admit anything, he just wants to take a look at that woman.


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