She sat on the edge of the bed, holding her phone, her head down in confusion, and then her face up at the ceiling.

In the evening, does he still come back?

This is her main concern at this time, not for anything else, but because she misses him.

Get used to his chong, get used to his laughter, get used to his goodness, get used to his warmth and tenderness......

In the space without him, she was scared.

Turning on the phone, she panicked and found Feng Hao's number in the answer record, faint, her eyes were hot, and her fingers trembled to go down.

However, when his indifferent expression appeared in front of her eyes, her hand hung to the side.

……

"With your appearance, it's really not worth that much!"

……

His words echoed in his ears, Xia Yucheng bent down in pain, buried his head hard, and exhaled and inhaled vigorously......

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The sound of an elegant piano wafts over the elegantly decorated French restaurant of the Langston Hotel.

"Hao, what do you want to eat?" Gu Qianyu asked flatteringly, she looked at Feng Hao sitting opposite, and couldn't suppress the joy in her heart.

"Whatever. "The wind is still faint. Because of the depth of his facial features, when he is silent, he is like a beautiful sculpture.

Perhaps accustomed to the indifference that Feng Hao showed in front of her, Gu Qianyu's good mood was not affected in the slightest. As she browsed the menu, she stole a glance at the handsome face that had appeared countless times in her sleep.

It was rare that he agreed to come out to dinner with her today, and after dinner, she was looking forward to having a further opportunity with him.

Ever since that night in England, she had longed for countless more nights like that.

"It's better for you to order food!" Gu Qianyu said with a smile.

Feng Hao didn't object, didn't look at the menu, and ordered at random.

"Hao, my dad asked me yesterday. Gu Qianyu said in a soft voice.

"What?" he seemed a little absent-minded, he hadn't returned to the villa for two days, he thought that out of sight was pure, but who knew that his heart had already been filled with that heartless woman.

Without her, life turned out to be extremely boring and meaningless.

"My dad...... Ask when we're engaged?" she stared at him, desperate for the long-awaited answer.

"Engaged, am I with you?" his voice was low, his eyes as deep as the sea making it impossible to see his true intentions.

Gu Qianyu opened her narrow beautiful eyes, and she didn't understand the meaning of her words for a long time.

"You...... Don't you want to marry me?" her expression darkened with a hint of disappointment, "We were in England that time...... Isn't it great?"

He didn't speak, just stared at her. Well-groomed long wavy hair, groomed and delicate makeup, the latest Chanel pink and purple dress. She can't be said to be beautiful in front of her, but she can't arouse his urge to get close.

Grandma wants him to marry her, what happiness can there be in such a marriage?

"Are you sure I've touched you?" his cold question struck her like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, as if to remove the only pride she had.

"You've been alone that night, you know?" he continued, in an almost cruel tone.

She stood up sharply, the sound of the chair "rattling", discordant echoes over the dining room.

Alone?

How can it be?

That night, when she groped her way up to chuang, there was obviously a person in the sheet, and besides, she would be so stupid that she didn't know what she had done.

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