Xu Zhiyi had only observed Wen Xia in the dark before.

This is the first time I have come face-to-face with a real person.

She walked up to Wen Xia with a cake, "I'm sorry, can I sit here?" ”

As early as when Xu Zhiyi entered the store, the system told her that the heroine was coming.

Wen Xia was discharged from the hospital today and should have gone home directly.

But what did she ask the driver to take a detour to run this dessert shop for?

The desserts in this shop are really good, but they are not so good that she made a special trip to eat all the food in the last world.

I came here on purpose, first, to see the heroine, a friend who is completely different from her.

The second is to want to meet this heroine.

Through this Yankong store manager, the heroine was fished out.

The main thing is that Wen Xia is too curious.

How similar is this heroine to the original owner?

As a result, when he saw the real person, Wen Xia just wanted to say that Song Jun was blind?

What the hell is this like!

Comparing the two, is it okay to completely insult the original owner?

It's exactly one day and one place.

After seeing Xu Zhiyi, Wen Xia was not interested in her.

So when Xu Zhiyi asked her if she could share the table, Wen Xia only raised her head slightly.

"I'm not used to being around people I don't know, and there's a place next to me."

Xu Zhiyi, who was rejected by Wen Xia, felt a little embarrassed.

But there were indeed other places in the store, and Xu Zhiyi sat down with a smirk.

kept complaining in his heart, Song Jun must have been tricked by this surname.

Where is this what an angel.

Angels don't reject others!

If Wen Xia knew her thoughts, she would definitely have a question mark on her face.

Did this man misunderstand angels?

The angel will not only reject you, but will also flap you to death with one wing after knowing the disgusting things you have done to the dog man and woman~

Xu Zhiyi viciously stuffed the cake into her mouth while staring at Wen Xia.

She is not used to seeing Wen Xia, and thinks that Wen Xia is pretending and pretentious.

Even if you have amnesia, a lot of habits and actions have changed, and this contrived appearance is still annoying!

But Xu Zhiyi desperately tried her best to remember Wen Xia's every move, and even wished that she could remember Wen Xia's breathing.

So that she can be a little more like.

Song Jun can like her a little more.

But whether it is the original owner or Wen Xia, every move is a habit that has been cultivated for a long time.

No matter how much Xu Zhiyi imitates, she can only imitate the surface.

Even because she felt in her heart that Wen Xia was all pretending, it was impossible for such an elegant woman to really exist in the world.

So after imitating it, even if the actions are exactly the same, she makes it with a sense of disobedience.

There is even a sense of contrivedness.

Wen Xia didn't feel her gaze.

Xiaoluo couldn't stand it anymore, and walked over quickly and sat next to Xu Zhiyi.

Then he reminded her in a low voice, "What's the matter with you, staring at people like this, in case an angel finds out, you still think you have an opinion about her!" ”

Xu Zhiyi wanted to say that Wen Xia Cai was not an angel, she was a Gu girl who could lay tricks.

But she didn't dare say that.

Although Xiaoluo and her grew up together, when the two grew up, there was actually a big gap in their personalities.

Xu Zhiyi has not had many friends since she was a child, and she doesn't want to end up without a friend to talk to.

So in front of Xiaoluo, she has always maintained the innocence of her childhood.

I have to say that Xu Zhiyi's acting skills are really good, if she is not a mistress and becomes an actress, she will definitely be able to mix well.

The acting skills are good and the lines are natural, people are not stupid, and they know what to say in front of someone.

Xiaoluo is now completely Wen Xia's little fan sister.

Xu Zhiyi is not good at scolding Wen Xia in front of Xiaoluo.

I had to complain to her, "Song Jun didn't answer my phone today, I'm afraid that he will be hooked away by those shameless vixens outside." ”

Xiaoluo didn't know that Xu Zhiyi was just Song Jun's mistress.

She has never seen Song Jun either, and she has heard everything about Song Jun from Xu Zhiyi.

Hearing Xu Zhiyi say this, Xiaoluo still held Xu Zhiyi's hand distressedly.

"Zhiyi, it may not be good for me to say this, I think you are so tired after you and Song Jun are together, it is completely you who are paying to please him."

"Do you want to be separated from him for a while?"

"Cold him for a few days, let him know that you can't do without him."

In fact, what Xiaoluo wants to say is that you broke up.

Although she doesn't know much, Song Jun is a liar in her opinion.

Xiaoluo's proposal sounded like a horror story to Xu Zhiyi.

She didn't have time to please Song Jun, how dare she play any little temper.

It's a little temper, and that's also to be used at critical moments.

When Song Jun needs her, it's naturally fine.

But when Song Jun didn't need her, he wished she could disappear immediately.

The maintenance contract between her and Song Jun is signed once a year, and it will expire in a few months this year.

Xu Zhiyi has been having nightmares these days.

dreamed that Song Jun told her that he was going to marry Wen Xia, and the maintenance contract would not be renewed.

Give her a sum of money, let her roll as far as she wants, and never appear in front of Wen Xia.

Xu Zhiyi has been scared awake many times because of this dream.

Only when Song Jun spends the night with her will Xu Zhiyi not have this nightmare.

Xu Zhiyi looked at Xiaoluo a little angrily, "What are you talking about, I stayed away from him, didn't I just give the fox spirit a chance." ”

"How good Song Jun is, I have to look at him strictly......"

Xiaoluo frowned and stopped talking.

She felt that Xu Zhiyi's thinking was wrong, a man wants to split his legs, no matter how strict you look, he can also split his legs.

But Xu Zhiyi is like this every time she talks about Song Jun.

I was especially afraid that Song Jun would leave, and he looked like he couldn't leave Song Jun at all.

She said it was useless to say more.

If you talk too much, it will make people unhappy,

Wen Xia was playing with her mobile phone in her hand, but her ears listened to the conversation between Xu Zhiyi and Xiaoluo word for word.

Xu Zhiyi is also really good at editing.

If you didn't know Song Jun.

Just listening to what Xu Zhiyi said, she would think that Song Jun was really her boyfriend.

is also very good, Song Jun loves her very much.

It's just that he's too busy at work, he's too good, he's handsome and rich, so there are a lot of shameless vixens around Song Jun.

Xu Zhiyi also told a lot of stories about her relationship with Song Jun.

She hopes to let Xiaoluo understand that Song Jun loves herself, not only by herself, but also by himself, he just can't express it.

The more Xiaoluo listened, the more she felt that Xu Zhiyi had been brainwashed by Song Jun.

Wen Xia didn't expect Xu Zhiyi to have a talent for storytelling.

She listened interestingly, and from time to time she fed herself a bite of cake.

After eating, I was about to check out and leave, and my phone rang again.

It was Song Jun who called.

Wen Xia raised her eyebrows, her voice was cold, "Is there something wrong with Mr. Song?" ”

Xu Zhiyi heard Mr. Song's three words at the tip of her ears.

This was definitely a call from Song Jun.

She immediately shut up and pricked up her ears to listen.

"My family has a banquet on the weekend, and I want to invite you to it."

Song Jun stood on the balcony with his mobile phone in his hand, a little nervous.

"The invitation has been delivered to your house, and my uncle and aunt will come when the time comes."

For fear that Wen Xia would refuse, Song Jun spoke quickly.

When he said this, he also told Wen Xia that this was not a gathering of friends held by himself, but a more formal banquet.

"But Auntie said that you haven't fully recovered yet, and I'm not sure if you'll come."

"I just want to ask, will you come then?"

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