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Chapter 850: Xiao Lang is a passerby from now on [18]

She lowered her eyes. She was fine by herself. Why bother getting him into trouble again? He despised her and left...

He doesn't believe her...

Deep down in his heart, he thought she was a bad woman who was unreasonable and willful.

He faced her so coldly, and told her such cold words in such a distant manner.

She didn't know how to find her.

How much courage can a woman have in her life?

When she fell in love with Li Nian, she had exhausted everything.

So, now, she simply can't do it and follow him at all costs.

Yes, maybe she was destined to be lonely, maybe she was destined to be abandoned.

It was her fate to worry about being spurned by others all her life.

It was her turn that should have come a long time ago, but she was unwilling to do so, and thought again and again that she could be happy.

Lowering her eyes, her world became quiet.

She looked at the people coming and going downstairs, and suddenly she had the idea of ​​committing suicide.

Is it true that if you jump like this, everything will be over?

If I could do it all over again, I would definitely see you first, not Li Nian.

If I could do it all over again, I would rather love Li Nian than change.

If I could do it all over again, it would be easy to pass away. I hope that neither you nor him would ever meet me.

If I could do it all over again...

But, does she have what if?

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"If you are not in good health, don't drink too much." Su Mo raised his eyebrows, speaking fluent Chinese but with a strong European style.

His eyebrows were cold and indifferent that ordinary people dared not look directly at.

Yi Shu propped his chin up, but didn't say a word. He just tapped his fingers on the table, intentionally or unintentionally, making a dull sound.

After a long while, he said: "Mo, help me destroy those incriminating evidences. I don't want to wrong her."


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