When Lin Lefeng heard this, he couldn't help being slightly stunned, "You give up your fiancé? What do you mean?"
Liu Jiamu picked up the handbag and said, "You don't need to know now. Don't worry, I won't appear in front of you in the future. I wish you happiness!" After saying that, he ignored the tears that fell and left in a hurry.
Lin Lefeng stepped forward and grabbed her, asking with anxious eyes: "Please tell me clearly."
Liu Jiamu looked at him, slowly retracted his hand, and said word by word: "When you look at me now, your eyes will not have the deep affection in the past. Since you no longer love me, everything I say is meaningless.
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Lin Lefeng slowly let go of her, and said with a slightly painful expression: "I have found the person I love deeply, and I hope you can be happy. Go back and find your fiancé."
"Thank you for your kindness!" Liu Jiamu's eyes turned cold, and he left in sadness and despair.
Lin Lefeng sat on a chair and looked at the glass of lemonade in front of him quietly. He suddenly remembered a very old saying, love is like a lemon, nine points sour and only one part sweet, but everyone
They are all willing to exchange 90% of the sourness for that 10% of sweetness. It's silly, and they are willing to be sour.
At this moment, he didn't know how to distinguish love. Tonight, he knew that he had hurt two women at the same time. The reason why he didn't keep Jing'er was because he knew that he had a lifetime to explain to her. But for Liu Jiamu, he originally
He planned to meet her once and never see her again. However, his thoughts at that moment made him ignore Jing'er's character and the vow he had made to her before.
He knew that Jing'er wouldn't want him to see Liu Jiamu, so when he went out with Liu Jiamu today, he deliberately turned off his phone because he was afraid that Jing'er would call him, and he didn't know how to tell her that he didn't want to lie, so
Select Shut Down.
After turning on the phone, he found that Jinger had called him twice. He called back, mentally prepared that she would not answer his call.
However, he was wrong. Jing'er quickly answered, "What's the matter?" Her voice was as usual, not angry.
"Where are you?" he asked.
"I'm at a Sichuan hot and sour noodle shop. I have to meet a customer later." Jing'er replied.
"Since you have customers to meet, why don't you eat with them? You have a bad stomach. Eating hot and sour noodles will hurt your stomach."
"He is very busy and will meet me after dinner, so we made an appointment at the coffee shop." Jing'er said.
Lin Lefeng was silent for a moment, "I'm sorry..."
"I'm done eating. I need to pay and leave. We'll chat when we get back. Bye!" Jing'er quickly hung up the phone.
Lin Lefeng felt panic in his heart. If Jing'er didn't answer his call or was very angry, he would feel relieved, but she pretended that nothing happened, as if she didn't care at all.
Jing'er had been busy all day and barely stopped. At almost five o'clock, Xiao Lin came in and said: "Boss, a lady named Liu Jiamu is here to see you."
Jing'er's expression remained unchanged and she said, "Invite her in!"
Liu Jiamu stood at the door, looking at Jing'er intently, but had no intention of walking in.
Jing'er took off her glasses, rubbed her eyes, and said, "Come in and sit down!"
Liu Jiamu walked slowly and heavily. She stood in front of Jing'er and forced a smile, "Hello!"
"Hello, please sit down!" Jing'er pointed to the chair behind her.
Liu Jiamu sat down and put her hands on her knees. She quickly regained her confidence and said, "My name is Liu Jiamu!"
"I know, we have met before!" Jing'er nodded, "My name is Long Jing'er, I believe you know it."
"I know. Frankly speaking, I investigated your background before coming here." Liu Jiamu's delicate face had a hint of sarcasm, "Don't you think it's ridiculous? Back then, I thought he accomplished nothing and was just a second-generation ancestor. I used to despise him.
But now that he is married, I have abandoned my fiancé at all costs, come back here to look for him, and even investigated his wife like a madman."
Jing'er was a little stunned. She never thought that Liu Jiamu would say such things to her when he arrived, so she didn't know how to react for a moment.
"Miss Long, I want to ask, do you love him?" Liu Jiamu raised his face, his voice slightly choked.
Jing'er crossed her hands and put them on the table, stared at Liu Jiamu, and said truthfully: "It's not even close to talking about love. I have a good impression."
Liu Jiamu smiled, very sadly, and said sarcastically, "Good impression!"
"Miss Liu, what do you want to say?" Jing'er asked. Liu Jiamu's reaction was a bit strange. She didn't come to show off her power, nor did she come to be sarcastic, nor did she come to beg her to let them go.
Tears shone in Liu Jiamu's eyes. She lowered her head and found a ring from her handbag. She put the ring on Jing'er's table and said, "Give it back to him for me. He gave it to me back then."
, he once swore that he would only love me for the rest of his life!"
A ring is such a heavy commitment. Jing'er felt that the ring itself was already a promise and an oath, and no more words were needed to support it. She looked at the ring, a very simple style, without diamonds.
There is no carving, just a circle. However, Liu Jiamu has collected this circle for many years.
"Give it back to him yourself!" Jing'er said calmly. She couldn't remain indifferent. Looking at the ring that only belonged to someone's lifelong promise, she felt that she was a redundant person.
Liu Jiamu shook his head, "I won't see him again. I will go back and marry my fiancé."
Jing'er raised her head and looked at her, "Do you still love Lin Lefeng in your heart?"
Liu Jiamu said sarcastically: "What's the use of love? This world doesn't mean that you can do whatever you want with love."
Jing'er felt a little sad. She didn't know if things hurt their own kind. Seeing Liu Jiamu's situation, she felt really sad. She actually had a crush on Lin Lefeng, but she insisted on her unnecessary self-esteem and felt that she only needed to be indifferent.
It means preserving face and self-respect.
"I'm leaving. I wish you happiness!" Liu Jiamu stood up, looked at the ring with longing eyes, and finally turned around and left.
She walked to the door and suddenly turned back to look at Jing'er. Jing'er was stunned for a moment, but she saw that her eyes had turned red at some point, and her eyes were so vicious that it was chilling. Jing'er stood up and started to walk over.
However, the ring that was originally placed on her desk suddenly grew larger, and a string of symbols flew out from the ring and flew straight towards Jing'er. Jing'er waved her hand to take it off, and there were more and more symbols, and they were surrounded around her.
Circle. Jing'er had no choice but to use the dragon staff to repel all these evil symbols.
"Ah..." A scream came from outside. Jing'er looked up and saw that Liu Jiamu had disappeared. She hurried out and saw Xiao Lin and several office clerks with shocked expressions and covering their mouths in shock.
call.
The glass of the office building was broken, a gust of cold wind blew in the face, and the office papers flew all over the room.
Jing'er rushed to the glass and looked down. On the ground, there was a body lying on his back, with blood all over the back of his head. This person was none other than Liu Jiamu!