"I'm willing to be humble." Xu Zui spoke venomously and said disdainfully, "If Mo Ling dared to treat me like that, I would have thrown him aside long ago."
Su Qianqian just smiled.
"But you can finally let it go now. He's getting married anyway. You two can't be together anymore."
"I never thought we would be together again." Su Qianqian shook her head, "I've told you before. We will never be together in this life."
Xu Zui was bored for a long time. She looked at Su Qianqian's face and felt a little silent for a moment.
Because I love you, I can't forgive those hurts.
Because we love each other, we can't be together.
Xu Zui couldn't stand the dull atmosphere. He turned to one side and poured another bowl of broth into her hand: "You have to drink this bowl. You have been up all night. There are ten pounds of bones. Don't waste it on my cook."
My hard work."
Su Qianqian laughed a few times, took it over and drank a few sips.
Her mouth was so greasy that she really couldn't drink it.
Su Yue looked at her face and obediently reached out to drink it herself.
Seeing this, Xu Zui couldn't help but reached out and patted Su Yue's little head: "Snack."
Su Qianqian looked at Xu Zui's smiling face. She had the same gentle smile on her face as always, but her eyes were focused through her, and there was loneliness in her eyes.
She said no more.
She once read a sentence in a book.
The thing I want most is to install a switch in my heart that can be turned on or off at any time. In this way, when I want to love you, I will love you, and when I don’t want to love you, I will really not love you anymore.
I don't want to love you anymore.
Yi Ningxiu.
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Private waters in Chicago, USA.
In front of a villa on a small island.
Wearing a tight black leather skirt, the woman with a hot figure got off the yacht in a hurry. She was wearing fifteen centimeter high heels and a white fur covering her body. She had a delicate little face with exquisite makeup and flaming red lips.
When the guard standing at the door saw the woman, he immediately straightened his back and saluted her: "Miss!"
There was a sneer on Doreen's lips, and she said to the two people standing at the door: "Open the door, I want to see Lance!"
"Master Lance has given orders that he will not see anyone this month!"
"See no one?" Doreen asked back, the smile on her face became even colder, "The guy who dared to leave the Las Vegas business to me and travel to Myanmar alone now dared to take a month
No one can be seen? My good boy, I haven’t seen you for half a year, I’m so skinny.” She kicked the iron door with her long foot, and she said coldly, “Open the door!”
When I put my hand down, there was already a mark of the heel of a high-heeled shoe dented into the door panel.
A stream of cold sweat ran down the foreheads of the two doormen.
"Miss, please don't embarrass us, we..."
Before the man could finish speaking, a silver pistol was pressed against his head.
There was a cruel sneer on Doreen's lips, and there was already a trace of murderous intent on her face: "Although I have a much better temper than that kid, I didn't say that my endurance is better than his."
"Click."
She pressed the bolt.
"Open the door!"
The man stood motionless.
Although cold sweat soaked his back, he still didn't move.
His face turned pale and he was trembling. He closed his eyes, looking a bit like he was about to die.