Holding the card written by Huo Yunting himself, Zhao Ya couldn't help but unlock her mobile phone.

But as soon as the phone was unlocked, what Zhao Ya saw at a glance was the photo that made her angry last night.

In the photo taken from the bathroom to the outside, Huo Yunting stood by the window of someone's boudoir, looking out, looking like he was waiting for something......

Oh, what are you waiting for, you must be waiting for Junluo to enter the soul with him!

Such photos, such people, and the coldness of travel in Austria.

Zhao Ya likes Huo Yunting, and has always liked it, but what about him, relying on himself as the president, he has repeatedly and did not give her pure and firm love.

Even—

If it weren't for the fact that he was constantly judging Junluo and pestering her, Junluo would hate her so much, he met her at the noon banquet, and hired a murderer to kidnap her at night?

In the final analysis, it's Huo Yunting, he is not loyal to love.

"Let him die!" Zhao Ya closed the window heavily and quickly locked the door of the apartment.

In fact, she didn't lock the door of the apartment, and the two men downstairs couldn't get in, but Zhao Ya wanted to vent her anger, and Qin Wei didn't stop her.

"Okay, let him die." Qin Wei smiled happily.

Men, who give them the illusion that as long as women like it, even if they don't want dignity and face, they will eventually return to them.

There are many things in this world that are more important than love.

Like, pride?

*

Downstairs, there were more and more people watching the excitement, and Huo Yunting was waiting for longer and longer.

Huo Ran sat in the Rolls-Royce, pressed the car window, and looked at his watch.

From nine o'clock in the morning to now, the sun is in the middle, it has been three hours, Zhao Ya and the others have clearly seen the marriage proposal downstairs just now, if they want, Zhao Ya should have come down a long time ago.

She didn't want to, and it was useless for Huo Yunting to wait.

"Let's go, go back and rest and recuperate, and come back next time." Huo Ran probed out.

As soon as he saw that Huo Ran in the car was more handsome than Huo Yunting, a wow exclamation came from the side, and she wanted to know what this girl named Zhao Ya looked like, what kind of hard-hearted heart should this be, so that such a handsome rich second-generation brother, roses and sincerity were ready, but she was not moved at all.

Sweat snaked down from Huo Yunting's handsome sideburns, and he looked up like a bottle of Wangfu stone.

It's summer, it's very hot, Huo Yunting wants to look good, this suit is even heavier, looking at him, Huo Ran feels out of breath, not to mention Huo Yunting wearing it, it's like covering a padded jacket on dog days.

"Don't be stupid, with Weiwei here, Zhao Ya can't come down." Huo Ran got out of the car and pulled Huo Yunting to the car.

The bodyguards dispersed the melon-eating crowd, checked their mobile phones, and refused to allow anyone to take pictures.

Huo Ran asked the bodyguards to divide the bouquet of 99 red roses held by Huo Yunting to the onlookers, and the Rolls-Royce started and slowly left the community.

Huo Ran said to Huo Yunting, "Zhao Ya was designed by Junluo last night, if I were Junluo, I would definitely send some bad photos of you to Zhao Ya." If you really have a handle in Junluo's hands, let alone propose, it is still a big question whether you can get Zhao Ya's good face. ”

"Junluo has." Huo Yunting was sullen.

It's hot, and it's sweaty. Cold, is cold.

"You slept with her?" Huo Ran shook the steering wheel and saw that Huo Yunting hated iron but not steel.

Huo Yunting immediately said: "No, after she returned to China, she asked me to go to her house, I went, she came out of the bathroom, and I left." ”

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