"If you do that, I will only look down on you!" Hua Duoduo looked at him mockingly, his voice extremely cold. "Boss Cheng, I remember that the company's rules do not explicitly stipulate that no love can be discussed among artists, so
Don’t worry about our affairs anymore, enjoy your upcoming marriage. What you should care about is your fiancée who suits you best and who has always truly loved you!"
"You just want me to marry her?" Her alienation and indifference angered him. He didn't understand what he had done wrong. He had already taken the initiative to lower his head and said something to her to be responsible. She first used those bold and slutty words.
To stimulate him, now he is alienating him with an indifferent attitude, and even pulling out Jiang Sen and Ye Luoxin to the point of being between them. What exactly does she want?
"Yes! I beg you to marry her quickly. Only she is suitable for you, a selfish and self-righteous man. You two are a match made by heaven, a beloved couple forever! Please don't appear in front of me again to hinder me.
My freedom, okay?" What did she mean that she wanted him to marry her? Who told her that Ye Luoxin was the most suitable candidate for his wife? Who said that if she missed something, it would never be her again?
Who disappeared after that unforgettable night, and ran away in panic without even a note or even a sentence? All of this clearly demonstrated that his heart that didn't love her at all? If he was just for her body
If she was caught in a thin film, she would not have such forced feelings even if she died!
Cheng Miluo's handsome face was stretched into a stone statue, and only his eyes rolled out of brown flames. He asked in a cold and icy voice, "I'll ask the last question, do you really want me to marry her?
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Hua Duoduo's heart was thrust hard, but just a little hesitation rose in his heart, but when he saw the platinum chain between his neck, she recognized the Thousand-Handed Guanyin on the chain, which was Ye Luo.
The birthday gift I gave him two years ago was said to have been consecrated by the monks in Thailand's most famous temple. All the anger and grievances surged at this moment, and she shouted with all her energy: "Yes, I'll do it now."
I hope you will marry her! Marry her! Marry her! Marry her...
Cheng Miluo looked at her silently and shouted, her long hair flew and her cheeks were red. She was like a ball of blazing wildfire, igniting her own red flame.
"Okay." His calm voice clearly overshadowed her willful roar. He walked past her without looking back, but just said coldly: "I am as you wish!"