Probably because he was too ruthless, there was no need for her to pretend to be gentle.
She expressed her attitude and determination without any secret.
The air, like a taut string, was tense and filled with the smell of fire.
Bo Zhanye stared at her.
I never expected that Lan Jiao, who had always been gentle and reserved, would make such a request and be so persistent.
His dark eyes were profound and he lifted his lips:
"Not once? Not that time four years ago?"
Lan Jiao's beautiful eyes froze!
That time four years ago...
"If I remember correctly, you were not drunk or confused that night.
What, that doesn’t count?” Bo Zhanye said the most ambiguous things in the most ruthless and cold voice.
Lan Jiao pinched her palms together nervously.
She spoke in a hurry before and forgot to pay attention to her wording.
That time four years ago, it was Lan Xixi, and it had nothing to do with her!
She quickly adjusted her emotions and said as calmly as possible:
"That time you had medicine, it was different. What I want is that you want me when you are awake."
"Ha." Bo Zhanye sneered and said in an extremely cold tone:
"I'm sorry, I may not be interested in you even if you have medicine, let alone being sober.
Lanjiao, it will stop your thirst."
Leaving behind the cold words, he walked out coldly.
Lan Jiao stood there, her whole body was struck, and all her dignity was trampled under her feet.
Even if you have medicine, you may not be interested in it. What an insult!
She was unwilling to give in and said directly to his back:
"Master Jiu, I don't believe it!
I want to test to see if my figure is as good as Lan Xixi's.
As long as you are true to what you said and are not interested in me even with the medicine, then I will agree to divorce.
Otherwise, you should never mention the word divorce again."
The sound was sonorous and powerful, floating in the air, full of echoes.
Bo Zhanye's tall body stood in front of the door.
Since her back was turned, she couldn't see the emotions on his face.
After about five seconds, his cold and stern voice floated in the air:
"Can."
...
Coming down from upstairs, Bo Zhanye sat in the car without Lan Jiao and ordered the driver to drive.
Looking at the bustling lights of the American city outside, his face was noble and his breath was condensed.
Agreeing to Lan Jiao's conditions didn't have much impact on him.
After all, it is urgent to resolve the relationship with Lan Jiao.
He also doesn't think he will fail.
Except for that night when she was unconscious, no matter how proactive she was, he had never been emotionally moved.
Now a little more medicine can numb his nerves?
Bo Zhanye didn't believe it. There was no word 'failure' in his life dictionary.
I took out my mobile phone, originally wanting to read the messages from Lan Xixi to relieve my mood.
As a result, except for the messages he sent, there was still nothing?
The little girl seems to be indifferent to him, okay?
At the wine shop.
Bo Zhanye was not in a good mood.
Exactly an hour later...
"Master Jiu, I'm sorry, today is 520. My girlfriend forced me to go back to accompany her. I have to excuse myself first. I will invite Master Jiu in person another day to apologize to Master Jiu."
One partner stood up and apologized, and another partner also said:
"Me too. I've sent ten messages now. If I don't go back, I'll probably tear the durian apart."
Even the director of the contract company had no choice but to take out his mobile phone:
"No, I am an old married woman and I am still living the life of a young man. If I don't want to buy a gift, I will go to my little brother.
Master Jiu, the contract has been signed. You must also have a sweet love with Mrs. Bo, so let’s break up tonight, right?
Let’s make another appointment another day.”
Both of them want to go back, but their girlfriends are urging them to go back.
In comparison, Lanxi Creek is like air, invisible, and without it, it is directly suffocating.
Bo Zhan Ye Leng responded solemnly and went downstairs. Looking at the WeChat message that still had no reply, he felt sulky in his heart.
The slender fingertips slid here and there, and inexplicably clicked on her profile picture, entering her circle of friends.
Then--
His whole face looked like it had fallen into an ice cave.