Although Jasmine is no longer the princess she used to be, she still has a lot of self-esteem.
She didn't want to ask Huo Ziming, they were once friends and equal friends.
How could I fall to the point of asking him to tell him about his destiny today!
This will make her feel that she is doing so miserably!
But she had no other choice. Delk had left and she came here to wait tomorrow, and probably couldn't wait much.
Delk was very smart and would never tell her that his only hope was Huo Ziming!
——She has to do this…
In fact, Jasmine had another idea in her heart. Deep down, she wanted to go up and talk to Huo Ziming. She wanted to see if he still knew himself or herself, but she couldn't find an excuse.
She couldn't find a reason.
If you can ask him about the results of the competition, that's a reason and an excuse!
I don't know which thought was driven more. When Jasmine reacted, she had already rushed to the door of the Rolls-Royce like lightning, and stretched out a hand and closed it only five centimeters.
The car door is blocked.
Jasmine was actually not very strong at first, but she didn't know why. Now it seems that Superman's will drive her to hold the car door firmly and refuse to let go.
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The man in the car frowned heavily, not knowing what was going on.
After a while, he slowly pulled down the brown car window and glanced at the woman outside.
Jasmine's heart was beating so hard that it almost jumped out of her throat.
She really wanted to know what would happen to Huo Ziming when he saw her?
He smiled politely and said politely: "Oh, Jasmine, I haven't seen each other for so long!"
Or, it continues his annoyance to him back then, and will snort coldly, turn around and leave...
Or how?
But Jasmine's entire imagination was completely lost.
Huo Ziming had no reaction at all.
Jasmine thought that at least when she saw her, there would be a slight fluctuation in Huo Ziming's eyes. Even if the fluctuation was a slight fluctuation of disgust, there should be a slight reaction.
But she was wrong, completely wrong.
She found that when she and Huo Ziming stared at each other only thirty centimeters apart, there was nothing strange in Huo Ziming's eyes.
In those dark eyes, there was almost no trace of her shadow.
After a while, he gently activated his lips and politely said to her in skillful and fluent English: "Miss, is there anything you have to do?"
Jasmine was stunned. Why did he look at him like that?
It seems that he doesn't know himself, and he even speaks English to her!
This blow made her feel as if she was struck by lightning. She stood there and looked at Huo Ziming's face, unable to speak for a long time.
It seemed that something stuck to her lips. She suddenly felt that she was a fool. She still remembered the memories she had in the past, but to Huo Ziming, what was that!
...He had long forgotten...
Huo Ziming looked at the woman in front of her. Her cheeks were covered in sweat, her cheeks were flushed, and she was wearing a dirty T-shirt and jeans, and she obviously looked like a student.
Is there anything to do with yourself?
Or is it okay to find trouble?
I don't have time to accompany me.
He spoke coldly: "If nothing happens, I'll leave first!"