This man exudes the gentlemanly temperament of an upper-class society and can easily charm many women.
He stopped at the door and looked back at the dark and empty rental house.
The cell phone ringtone keeps ringing.
He took out his phone and took a look at it, his eyebrows furrowed.
We haven't seen each other for a while, but it feels like they haven't seen each other for a long time, as if they have been separated for many years, and they are both familiar and strange.
Jing Jiaren's throat was choked and she leaned against the wall tightly, clenching her fingers tightly.
He closed the door and left, and every step of his footsteps hit the empty corridor...but it seemed to step deeply into her heart.
Jing Jiaren's heart was so painful that she couldn't breathe. He already had a fiancée, why did he come to provoke her?
Shang Yanxuan, big bastard!
The feeling of cold air hit her body until the sound was completely gone. She seemed to be dehydrated and walked into the rental house exhausted.
The house was mostly in the same condition as before she left.
Jing Jiaren wandered around the rental house, fell down on the sofa, and saw that there was still half a recently crushed cigarette butt in the ashtray.
How dare he smoke in her rented house!
She didn't like him smoking and didn't like the smell of cigarette smoke, so he almost stopped smoking for her sake.
Unless you are particularly upset...
There seemed to be Shang Yanxuan's breath still lingering in the air, just like his firm and powerful embrace, surrounding her heavily.
Jing Jiaren only felt upset and wanted to escape from this state as soon as possible——
move place.
This place holds too many memories of her and Shang Yanxuan. Just half a month ago, she was still delusional that they could go back to the past. But what about now?
She looked at herself in the mirror, and her white neck was clearly marked with kiss marks belonging to another man.
The clothes were taken off, revealing a body covered in bruises.
She scrubbed vigorously, and her skin was rubbed red by the foaming net...
He couldn't wipe it clean no matter what, she wouldn't belong to him, and he was no longer hers.
Suddenly a tear fell from the corner of her eye.
At this moment, her heart also became silent.
Shang Yanxuan, I will never love you again, we are not worthy of love!
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The beautiful angel statue is smiling and holding a huge mirror in its hand.
White relief, silver mirror, reflected in the mirror is a devilishly handsome face...
Ximen Longting straightened his collar. He looked so handsome in the mirror that even angels were eclipsed by him.
The servant on the side came over with a tie and wanted to tie it for him as usual.
He frowned slightly, hating the sudden smell.
The servant quickly took two steps back: "Master?"
Ximen Longting lazily took the tie and tied it himself.
He didn't know why, but since he met Jing Jiaren, he became accustomed to her smell.
He just let her go, but he already started to miss her...
How could Jing Jiaren know that her departure was part of Ximen Longting's plan.
If he wasn't unwilling, how could she have the chance to attack him and leave the speedboat so smoothly?
Let the tiger return to the mountain and lure the snake out of its cave.
The more she tries to hide her identity, the more curious he becomes about who she is.
However, thinking about what she did to him before she left -
Ximen Longting raised the corners of his mouth with a strange smile.