"Do you know any of the guests here?" A dull voice sounded behind him, and An Zhishi's back stiffened, then straightened up, and turned around with a cold face.

Fang Zhiqiu's voice......

By the way, the Fang family is also a big family......

I haven't had a chance to talk to each other for two years before, but lately I've been talking every day.

She looked at him coldly, the injury of a week ago had not left anything on him at all, and he was still so handsome that it made her heart move, just because for the first time he looked at her with a stunning gaze.

"Please treat me as a passerby." She took a deep breath, tried her best to appear calm, turned around unceremoniously, and gently put down the plate, and the few pieces of pastries recommended by Ning Wei lay quietly on it.

She didn't want this relationship to only give her humiliating memories, at least, to save herself some self-esteem when she was still attached to him.

She was hurt by her own thoughts.

Is there still attachment, it has come to this point.

Fang Zhiqiu didn't have any expression, just stared at her straight black hair, "Let's talk." ”

"I am not the same world as you, and we will never be able to talk about 'us'." She said lightly, picked up the plate again, and walked forward without looking back, but Fang Zhiqiu grabbed her arm, she turned around, and her expression was light, "The position you are holding now is the same as that day." ”

Fang Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment and let go of his hand, "The damage I suffered that day was always heavier than your two years of dim sum, right?" ”

An Zhishi smiled faintly, his translucent complexion looked a little illusory, "The damage you suffered is physical, what about me?" I'm psychological. She paused, and then said, "Young Master Fang, since you have already torn your face, what else do you want to talk about?" Medical expenses or mental damage expenses? ”

Fang Zhiqiu frowned, "I really misjudged you." ”

For no reason, An Zhishi's heart burned with anger, but he smiled coldly, and there was a bit of Chu Jin's taste, "I will send you this." ”

"Don't be angry." Fang Zhiqiu smiled slightly, very handsome, "You are very beautiful today." ”

An Zhishi's eyebrows tightened instantly, and then stretched out in an instant.

I don't know why, but I suddenly remembered what Bai Anran said: Men never treat any beautiful woman with a cold face.

They all fought before, and now they can calmly smile and say to her, 'You are beautiful today', just because of the difference in appearance?

It's weird, she should be happy, isn't she, why is she so unhappy.

"That's what you're talking about?" An Zhishi's face was expressionless, "I know, you're busy." ”

As she spoke, she took two steps back, her eyes were cold, and she was about to turn around, but she bumped into a person, and she hurriedly turned around to look.

This is a very burly man, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a very powerful appearance.

"I'm sorry......" An Zhishi said very embarrassed, a little embarrassed, Fang Zhiqiu was still watching from behind, she wanted to be chic, but she was embarrassed again.

"It's fine." Wu Wei smiled, with a sense of alienation. He tilted his head and continued to talk to the guests, but when he saw Chu Jin standing behind him, he was frightened at the moment, "Brother, when did you come over?" ”

An Zhishi thought that Wu Wei was talking to her, and was puzzled, "Huh? He sighed, and then realized that it was not, and looked behind Wu Wei.

Chu Jin?

How is it here?

Seeing Chu Jin, he inexplicably felt a sense of nervousness, as if he had done something bad and was afraid of being caught.

Chu Jin's gaze moved from Fang Zhiqiu to Wu Wei, and said lightly, "Five minutes ago." ”

Five minutes?

An Zhishi was stunned, then he saw it all?