"Tell me! What's the matter with you!" Yesterday's scene was still fresh in his mind, and he didn't push it away. Since he was interested in Han Qianqian, why did he reject Han Qianqian and let her perform a show of affection?
"Where did you go last night?!" Did he know that he had been looking for a long time and didn't sleep last night? He sent people out to search but couldn't find her. He thought something had happened to her, and he kept feeling guilty in his heart, holding on to a glimmer of hope.
I was waiting for her in her class in the morning, but she was like this...
"Han Shuoying! I really think you are a very contradictory person! Why do you push Han Qianqian away even though you have feelings for her? Why do you still let me and you show affection in front of them?"
"Obviously I am your contract wife, the one who has nothing to do with me! You restrict my behavior everywhere, do you know why I want to go to school? Why do I choose to do this instead of spending 10 million yuan in vain?" Because
I don't care about money, I really don't care!
When she said this, there were already some tears in her eyes, which kept flickering in her eyes and did not fall. Han Shuoying always had some bad premonitions when he heard her words. As expected, she continued: "I only have three months."
Time! I want to find someone I like, and I know that person won’t be you!”
Han Shuoying's heart suddenly stopped, as if a knife was stirring, and the hand he squeezed became a little harder... Why did she only have three months...
"The relationship between the two of us is just to use each other. Don't worry, the contract says, if you don't let me fall in love with you, I also know that there is no way I can fall in love with you! Stop controlling me like this, give me some freedom,
I just want this..."
Faced with his domineering autocracy, she sometimes felt that she couldn't bear it. She was tired and tired.
"No, it can!" He said almost firmly, his amber eyes became more bloodshot, emitting a bloodthirsty light. All he knew was that there was a mass of anger building up in his chest, and it seemed that it would burst out in the next second...
"Han Shuoying! Let me ask you, do you like me?" Lian Xiaochen looked at him seriously. She had asked such a question last time, but he scoffed. So she asked him again this time.