Pure narcissistic man: "That's different. I still love her, but you don't like him at all."
Qiqi: "How do you know that I don't like him? Hey, you don't understand the point, okay? I am lovelorn! Lovelorn! I am very sad, okay? You should comfort me, sister!"
Pure narcissistic man: "What's so sad? If the old doesn't go and the new doesn't come, or if you get back together with your ex-boyfriend, I'll believe in true love."
Qiqi: "Believe me, sister, my ex-boyfriend is absolutely impossible. If I told you that my ex-boyfriend is an uncle who is twenty years older than me and can be my father, you would still encourage me like this. ?"
She felt strange why this person always wanted to persuade her to go back to the past, the past with Shen Yichen.
Is it because he can't let go of his ex-girlfriend that everyone should follow his lead?
Shen Yichen stared at this sentence speechless for a long, long time.
Twenty years older, how could he be so much older than her! In the past, she would never use their age as an excuse!
Qiqi: "Hey, why don't you speak? Do you have nothing to say?"
Pure narcissistic man: "I don't believe it. If he is really that much older than you and you still liked him, then it proves that this is true love!"
Qiqi: "Nervous, it's up to you, no more chatting."
Lei Qiqi felt that today's topic made her not happy at all. The result of her unhappiness was that she changed this person's remark name again, Eighth Woman.
This bastard seemed to be very self-aware. After a while, he sent another text message.
Eight-year-old woman: "Are you angry? I think what you said is a bit exaggerated."
Qiqi: "Huh, that's not an exaggeration at all. My taste was just that bad before."
Eight-year-old woman: "..."
Shen Yichen was speechless again. It was really a pain in the ass to talk to her every day and listen to her demeaning herself to nothing but not being able to formally refute.
Eight-year-old woman: "You are denying your past."
Qiqi: "Yeah, so what, not everyone's past is as beautiful as yours."
Continuing this topic will only make him hurt and vomit blood. Shen Yichen is unable to persuade her through text messages. She denies the past between them, and only he thinks it is good.
Eight-year-old woman: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Then, since you are broken in love, I will treat you to dinner."
When Lei Qiqi saw this text message, her heart skipped a beat. Invite her to dinner? This person...
She still tried to reply, "How do I invite you?"
There was no reply, but not long after, she received a set of pictures, all of which were all kinds of delicacies. Lei Qiqi weakly knocked her chin on the table.
The man said proudly, "How is it? Is it delicious?"
Lei Qiqi only wanted to send him two words, "Childish!"
Eight-year-old man: "What if you tell me your address and I treat you to a treat?"
Having said that, Lei Qiqi couldn't make trouble with him anymore, "No need, I don't want to go out today anyway."
He didn't force her, but after a while, an uninvited guest came to her.
Lei Qiqi casually clicked on the computer, and the visual surveillance outside the door moved to the computer. She looked at the man, curled her lips, and said nothing.
Shen Yichen was outside the door, but he knew she was pretending. After a while, he shouted: "Open the door quickly, I know you are at home."