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Chapter 45: Is this man right?

The crescent moon in front of her eyes seemed to have condensed its clear light and became blurry and hazy. Xu Wanqing sighed in a low voice. She had been promising her whole life, but in the end, after only three years, she had become cold-hearted and chose a new love. And that night, now I think about it.

When I woke up, I felt like I was in another world.

She still curled up the corners of her mouth. It was not a waxing moon, but the misery of a waxing moon.

Turning around, she slowly entered the elevator.

Those past memories are like fine dust, dormant somewhere in her mind. If she is immersed in work, she will be suppressed by layers of things. However, if a person is idle, they will all rise up.

, covering the sky and the sun, leaving her heart empty and filled with chaotic pain.

Her thoughts were still scattered, until the elevator dinged and stopped on her floor, she walked out tiredly and weakly.

The elevator door is only a few meters away from my apartment door.

She had just taken a few steps when she suddenly saw——

A gray figure was leaning in front of the apartment door, quiet and lonely.

Xu Wanqing and Dingqing looked and looked again and again. It was Xiao Zhuoyan, with gloomy eyes, lightly pursed thin lips, and a gray tone. It was really strange that this man actually liked gray? Maybe, he himself was a kind of gray, gray

It's not as strong as black, but not as clear as white, which makes people unable to see or understand clearly.

Because of this touch of gray, the shoulders that were originally shrugged were immediately raised again, the waist was slightly straightened, the chin was slightly raised, and the smile at the corner of the mouth appeared at the right time.

"It seems that the security of this apartment really needs to be improved. Anyone can come in at will." She said coldly.

Xiao Zhuoyan raised his eyes to look at her, his gloomy eyes lingering on her body, and he answered casually for a long time, "I am the owner, not who you say I am."

"Owner?" A look of surprise flashed across Xu Wanqing's face, and then she calmly said, "It seems that I am ignorant. When did Mr. Xiao become the owner?"

"It's not difficult to become the owner of this apartment?" His gaze fell on Xu Wanqing like a gray curtain, making her feel depressed for no reason.

"That's natural. It's not difficult for Mr. Xiao to buy the entire apartment, let alone an apartment. It's just that your apartment shouldn't be the one you're leaning on now."

Xu Wanqing walked over, looked at him straight, and said word by word: "Mr. Xiao, please move the door to my apartment."

Xiao Zhuoyan shrugged and stepped aside consciously. However, when Xu Wanqing opened the door, he slipped in as smoothly as a fish.

"I, the master, don't seem to have invited you in." Xu Wanqing stood coldly by the door.

However, her chilling tone didn't seem to have any effect on a certain man. He turned on the light and changed into slippers as if he had entered his own house. When he saw the slippers, Xu Wanqing almost went crazy with anger.

Is this man right? He actually wore her slippers. It was so miserable for her little pink and transparent sandals to be ravaged by him like that!

"Take it off!" She stood in front of him.

"Would you like to take off your clothes?" A certain man quickly took off his shirt with quick movements.

Xu Wanqing closed her eyes, suppressed the anger in her heart, threw off her high heels, and found a pair of slippers to put on again.

Xiao Zhuoyan glanced at her with an unhappy look on his face: "Who told you that you don't have my slippers here? I will bring a pair over tomorrow."

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