On the way, I kept thinking about what I said to Wu Wanwan - maybe, he will marry her
Maybe, he will really do this, when his heart is so despairing
But before that, he must gamble again and gamble with his life. Zhong Zhenzhen, don’t let me hope, don’t give me the chance to be so disheartened.
Song Zixuan was worried, and the car that was heading home immediately turned around and drove to Zhong Zhenzhen's villa.
Halfway through the car, Song Zixuan stopped the car again.
If he directly told her that he loved her and wanted to be with her, would Zhong Zhen really accept it, or would she give him a blank stare in return?
Song Zixuan squeezed the steering wheel tightly, he was really not sure
After struggling for a long time, he still went
Standing outside Zhong Zhenzhen's villa, he saw Qin Hanliang and Zhong Zhenzhen sitting on the swing in the yard chatting.
What are they talking about?
Song Zixuan heard Zhong Zhenzhen laughing out loud from time to time. What made her so happy?
Song Zixuan frowned
The smile on Zhong Zhenzhen's face hurt his heart. This smile when she was with him was probably a rare treasure.
Song Zixuan left after a few minutes
In a depressed mood, he returned home and had no time to pay attention to Wu Wanwan who had been hiding in the room. He slammed the door and ordered the butler not to disturb him even if the emperor came.
Song Zixuan was pacing back and forth in the room. He just couldn't bear to let Zhong Zhenzhen slip away from him.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night
Wu Wanwan also heard Song Zixuan's return. Although she heard his instructions to the housekeeper, she still had the courage to knock on Song Zixuan's door.
"Zixuan?" She asked in a coy voice, "Are you back?"
There was a thud and the sound of something banging on the door startled Wu Wanwan.
Then Song Zixuan's voice came: "Get out..."
Wu Wanwan immediately fell silent, gritting her teeth with hatred in her heart. Where was the gentleness of the previous moment?
Song Zixuan was lying on the bed, and Zhong Zhenzhen's smiling face towards Qin Hanliang appeared in his mind from time to time.
Does she like smiling at him that much?
Song Zixuan was tossing and turning on the bed when the phone rang. It was an unknown caller.
Song Zixuan had no intention of picking it up and let it think about it
However, the phone kept ringing
"Hey" if he typed it wrong, Song Zixuan would have scolded his ancestors for eighteen generations