No one has ever contradicted or ridiculed him like this, right?

He has been a king since he was a student.

Maybe the next second, he'll scold me? Hit me? Or even kill me right here?

Facing the pair of dark and dreary eyes, as if before a volcano erupted, calm on the surface, but surging underneath, Lincier still tilted his head, smiling arrogantly and charmingly.

She was overwhelmed by her love for him.

He was a little cruel to her, and a little more ruthless, maybe he would save him.

Despair, the heart dies, and is born again.

However, this strange calm, Ou Jiazhi maintained for a long time, for a long time, and the explosion that Lincier was expecting did not come, but the pupils of those eyes, the astonishing temperature cooled down little by little.

"Very well, Lincill, in that case, you don't blame me." Ou Jiazhi nodded, stepping back step by step, and there was actually a smile on his lips.

It's just that the smile looks so strange, as if it comes from a man I don't know at all.

Don't blame him?

What does he want to do to me?

Lincill's heart pounded, and he had only felt scared since he found out that O'Garge had entered the door.

Ou Jiazhi grabbed the doorknob, pulled it open, and threw it shut, and before Linciel could react, his back had disappeared behind the cold door, and he didn't even give her another look.

"Jia-" Lincier stiffly stopped his steps and suppressed his voice.

Just now, she really had the urge to rush out the door and pull him back.

Why?

When he left, he looked like he was very hurt?

Where did she hurt him? Just for those few words?

Impossible, right?

Now that his career and love are both harvesting, what does he have to hurt?

She's the one who gets hurt!

The car was speeding down the suburban road, the wind was very strong, carrying the particles of dust, and it threw itself into the window, hitting the face, faintly painful.

It's off course.

But he didn't dare to turn back, so he could only hold the steering wheel with both hands, and his feet did not move at all, maintaining the speed of the car and being soared again.

The chest was suffocated and the pain was about to burst, but from childhood to adulthood, he was strong and calm, and he didn't know how to vent or dispel.

We can only let it hurt more and more, and it hurts more and more.

This feeling, twenty-five years ago, I have only experienced it twice, and I will definitely remember it for a lifetime!

The first time was eight years ago, on that stormy night, my mother was finally forced to have a nervous breakdown and jumped from the top floor of the villa.

The second time, right now.

Why, the woman he once thought he loved the most and would be with him for life, one left him, and the other-

Bang!

With a loud crash and a violent shaking of the body, Ou Jiazhi slammed on the brakes urgently.

It should be a rear-end collision.

Was it because he was distracted and slowed down, so the car behind him didn't have time to respond, so he crashed into it?

Ou Jiazhi raised his head and let out a long breath.

This little car accident came really timely, at least it dragged him out of his bad mood.

There is no dispute about the responsibility, so Ou Jiazhi decided to apologize to the people in the back car, and how to compensate and collect all the bills.

In just a few seconds, he forced himself to regain his composure, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Oh, what a coincidence.

What hit him was a black Maybach, and on such a desolate highway, there would be two luxury cars crashing together!

The Maybach cab opened, and a man walked down.

Like him, tall and graceful, he walked with brisk steps.

Ou Jiazhi originally planned to deal with this matter amicably, but as the man walked in step by step, his expression became cold.