"Huh." Ou Jiazhi sneered.

I don't know if to show my disdain, or to mock her for being childish and boring.

Aunt Lan called the maid, cleaned up the things on the floor, and left in a hurry, leaving only Lincier and Ou Jiazhi in the bedroom.

The weather is very clear, the afternoon sun is shining, through the light white curtain, so that the air in the room, as if it has become textured, as bright and gentle as milk.

The house is in a mess, the plants on the windowsill are still well cared for, the roses are in full bloom, the red shadows are swaying behind the window screens, and the fragrance is wafting all around.

If it was once upon a time, when the two of them were alone in the boudoir, and there was such a romantic atmosphere, Lincier would definitely take the initiative to get into his fiancé's arms, put his arms around his neck passionately, and coquettishly say some unnutritious words such as "Do you love me", "How much do you love me", "Prove whether it's good or not".

Even now, this atmosphere still makes her feel slightly intoxicated.

It's just that he will soon be woken up by reality and reason.

It feels so nasty! Why hasn't he rolled yet?

Lincille cursed over and over again in her stomach, but her fingers were clenched behind her back until it hurt.

She was afraid that the moment Ou Jiazhi turned around, she would pounce on him, hug him, beg him, and make her self-esteem like the garbage just now.

"Ahem......" Ou Jiazhi coughed lightly, breaking the brief silence.

Lincill's heart moved.

What do you mean?

He never hesitated to say or do anything, and the decision to kill also broke her heart.

Now, is this emperor-like man hesitating in his heart because of something?

"You ......"

As soon as Ou Jiazhi spoke, suddenly, a string of cheerful melodies sounded that did not match the atmosphere.

Linciel immediately turned around, grabbed her bag, and pulled out her phone.

In fact, the moment the bell rang, what popped out of her heart was a "", but she had to answer it immediately, otherwise this scumbag would think how much she wanted to hear him!

It's an unfamiliar mobile phone number.

It doesn't matter, whoever it is, it's more likable than this scumbag now!

"Hey, hello?" Lincille deliberately greeted generously and sweetly.

"Hehe, that sounds like you're in good spirits?" A magnetic chuckle came from the earpiece.

Lincill's first reaction was to be stunned, and his second reaction was to look at Ou Jiazhi, with an undeserved void in his eyes.

Is it Xiao Qing?

It shouldn't be wrong, this man, like Ou Jiazhi, has a unique and charming voice, and has a more sultry flavor than the latter.

Ou Jiazhi stared at her, his eyes darkened and deep, alert and not friendly.

Lincille almost asked, how do you know my mobile phone number?

As soon as the four eyes touched, there was a strong unhappiness in his heart, almost no more than the brain, and the corners of his lips went up, evoking a bright smile.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Xiao." Her voice was also delicate and soft.

Click!

Like the sound of knuckles rubbing.

The corners of Lincill's lips were raised even higher.

This is Ou Jiazhi, a man with self-esteem, conceit, and arrogance to the sky!

He can split his legs, withdraw from the marriage, and have a child with the mistress, and he looks straightforward and without guilt.

But she couldn't bear it, and she, an "abandoned woman", turned into the arms of other men.

In a word, this scumbag, Sand Pig thinks that if he abandons her, she will have to die to him, whether she wants to live or die?

Aha, dream your big autumn dreams!

Miss Ben is Lincill!