Chapter 12: Dark War (3)

"I'm not happy yet! Where can I care if you are happy? Su Zimo said coldly and ruthlessly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"If you are not happy, you will come back to Lao Tzu, and if you come back in time, Lao Tzu will not blame you in the past, and he can still treat you as before."

Can it still be the same as before?

Su Zimo sneered at the phone, how could she still be the same as before, she was his woman in the past, and now she may only be a wild woman raised outside by him when she goes back.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Leng, you're still dead to this heart!"

Su Limo said it bleakly, but she also conveyed to Leng Shaofeng the ruthless determination that her heart was dead.

"Don't talk about it, can you get out now? Please, as soon as I'm happy, I'll have someone send you a set of clothes. "Competing with her, he has time to waste with her, and in the end he can only kill him, if he lets her escape from his Five Finger Mountain, then he will be her man for nothing.

"The old lady doesn't need it, you just see if you can get out if I leave."

After Ji Zimo finished speaking, she hung up the phone, her words were ruthless, Leng Shaofeng put down the phone, pondered outside the window for a long time, and there was a light smile on the corner of her mouth, even if this woman lost her temper with him, she could make him laugh, how could he be willing to let her go!

The two people waiting for the meeting knew who Leng Shaofeng was talking to on the phone, and Ji Mingxuan knew the details of the matter well, and his face was full of abnormality from blue to red.

Waiting for Leng Shaofeng to turn around, the meeting continued.

And Su Zimo, hung up the phone, so angry that he threw the phone out of the distance, if it weren't for the carpet, I'm afraid the phone would have been sacrificed.

She doesn't even have a piece of clothing now, which is equivalent to being trapped here invisibly, like a bird whose wings have been broken by Leng Shaofeng, wanting to fly but can't fly away, and being arrogant on the phone just now is just a bluff, she knows Leng Shaofeng's methods, and must have worked hard for her, I'm afraid that no matter who she contacts now, no one will help her.

Su Zimo got up and poured a glass of red wine, raised her head and drank it all, her face slowly calmed down, it was as cold as the midwinter wax moon, which made people feel cold and piercing, she pulled the corners of her mouth, her eyes were as cold as ice, she walked into the bathroom and put on the skirt she wore yesterday, put on the bathrobe again, fortunately there were sunglasses in the bag, put on a mobile phone and bank card, and went out in slippers.

Su Zimo walked out of the hotel gate with her head held high, and did not take a taxi, and walked directly to a high-end shopping mall closest to the hotel.

Her life has never been so embarrassing, and she secretly vowed to make Leng Shaofeng's blood debt repayable.

Entering the mall, the cold air inside suddenly made Su Zimo feel much cooler, wearing a bathrobe like a velvet blanket, and walking on the road again, her body had begun to sweat, and her image was embarrassed, but the queen-like momentum was still there, and her face was even more arrogant.

At this time, there was nothing to shy away from, and he strode straight towards the women's clothing area, completely ignoring the pointing and whispering of others.

Entering the women's clothing area, Su Zimo didn't ask a word, and directly handed it to the waiter who followed her one by one, picked it almost, and said coldly: "Pack them all." ”

Su Zimo thought that the matter would be solved by her simply, but at this time, another waiter came over and said to her, "I'm sorry, miss, our manager told you that these clothes can't be sold to you." ”