"A man like this who is stingy and holds grudges, it's right for you to divorce him," Gu Jia sneered in the direction of Ou Muye, and at the same time noticed that the woman with facial paralysis sitting next to him put her hand on his lap. This made her sneer again: "I found a new love so quickly, sure enough, a man's heart is not three-two, I think he was so good to you at the beginning----"

Tang Wanning strained her face and closed the booklet in her hand hard: "Gu Jiatian, you are still finished." ”

Fortunately, there are all Europeans here, and few people can understand Chinese, otherwise there are still a few cents left of her old background, Ou Muye doesn't want others to know their relationship, and it just so happens that she is not uncommon.

Gu Jia closed her mouth in disagreement.

Qiao, who was sitting on the other side of Tang Wanning, noticed her unhappy look on her face, and hurriedly asked, "Ning, why are you angry?" Is there something unhappy going on? ”

"I'm fine, it's just that the air-conditioning is a little too big." Tang Wanning was blind, she found that foreigners were very easy to deceive, and they had no scheming at all.

Sure enough, Qiao also accepted this explanation, and he immediately took off his coat and draped it on Tang Wanning's body: "It just so happens that I feel a little hot."

"Thank you!" Tang Wanning smiled at the man with a bright smile.

They were next to each other and chatted again.

Gu Jiatian looked at it. The heart sighed, the divorced couple accidentally touched, the comparison is who is better than whom, obviously there is no emaciation for the Yiren around them or the night and night Sijun does not see Jun, after meeting the reluctant, tearful scene, in reality, divorced couples are like them, seeing each other pretend not to see or simply do not know, really ruthless!

The show began.

The audience was silent, the lights changed color, and as the music models came out one by one, the scrawny models came cool. walked around the crowd, showing the clothes on their bodies, they were either beautiful faces, or pure as angels, or handsome and cold.

While watching, Qiao lowered his voice and interpreted the whole process for Tang Wanning and Gu Jiatian, but Gu Jiatian later told Tang Wanning. In fact, she didn't understand much the whole time, and just walked at Joe's fresh and charming cheeks.

After the end, there is a celebration party. This is the time for the demons to dance.

Tang Wanning said that she wanted to go back to the hotel, but Gu Jiatian wanted to stay and play, and Qiao and the other two designers also tried their best to keep her.

"My head really hurts." Tang Wanning didn't lie. Woman, come to garbage.

"Come on, it's clear that you are escaping from the battle, I said Tang Wanning, you just have this point?" Gu Jia choked, and when she was exposed, she couldn't see her sad for a negative man who pretended not to know.

Tang Wanning's two beautiful eyebrows wrinkled deeply: "Gu Jiatian, you are sick." I'm not in a hurry for you, and besides, I haven't forgotten that anyone else is here, what am I running away from in the air? ”

"Don't be excited if you have the ability to speak," Gu Jia leaned around his arms: "The right way is that you just walk over with confidence, greet him generously, and catch a handsome guy in front of him by the way." ”

"Childish! I'm not going. ”

"It's really good and naïve, don't believe me, this is the correct implementation plan of the demonstration, the breakup of the couple after meeting has a breakup challenge, the divorced couple also has a challenge after meeting, he is now in the arms, the spring breeze is proud, you will have a headache, heartache and stomach pain, if you leave like this, it will be lost to him, you should hold a better man than him and pass by him, smile at him lightly." The more Gu Jiatian talked, the more he got into the play.

"Hehe----" Tang Wanning let out two dry laughs: "The second is such a fresh and refined thing, even if you point a knife at my neck, I won't do it." ”

"Wanning, why don't you open your mind?"

Tang Wanning replied to her decisively: "Because I don't care anymore!" ”

She took her bag and hugged Joe, who was listening on the sidelines: "I'm really leaving, you have fun, I wish you can find your favorite goal tonight." She winked at him, he should have understood.

Qiao smiled clearly, and told Tang Wanning that she already had a favorite object, and was going to get close to her, and said goodbye to her at the same time: "Then you go back first, we'll see you another day!" ”

"Hmm!" Tang Wanning patted him on the shoulder, glanced at Gu Jiatian again, pinched her frustrated face, and reminded her: "Don't go overboard!" ”

Gu Jia sighed, but couldn't resist her nod.

Tang Wanning turned around and left, since she was leaving, she wouldn't linger left and right.

Pushing open the glass door, the warm and smooth air at night came to her face, Tang Wanning took a pleasant breath, brushed her curly hair with her hand, and the style was like an epiphany that bloomed quietly at night, and the fragrance was so fresh and charming.

She didn't take a taxi back immediately, but walked loosely through the streets, blowing the wind and looking at the night scene around her.

Just imagine if it was really a generous past to say hello to him, I don't know how many jokes it would cause, even if there was nothing to laugh at, maybe the so-called peaceful breakup was just an excuse for them to cover up their failure, so now they will become so vigilant when they meet again, for fear of losing face.

After passing a store, she was attracted by a pair of dolls in the cupboard, the workmanship was very exquisite, and she couldn't help but think of Tang Beichen, he and Yunsheng's child should also be born, thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of Kasha, it is possible that she is pregnant with Ou Muye's child, he has become a father, and her heart suddenly stings, because it is too ironic, no woman can bear the humiliation that she may have infertility, but her rival wants to give birth to a child for her husband.

When she realized that she had accidentally fallen into this whirlpool of pain again, she suddenly stopped her thoughts, shook her head, don't think about it, don't think about it anymore, no matter what, it has nothing to do with her, yes, it has nothing to do with her anymore.

Passing briskly past the cupboard, she continued to walk lifelessly down the street, focusing all her attention on her breathing, until the sour urge was gone.

This is how she came over these days, not letting herself think about it, the memories are so terrible!

Stopping in front of an Indian restaurant, she pushed the door in, found a place against the wall, and ordered a few dishes, the curry flavor was strong, and the key point was that a lot of the food here was grasped by hand, and it felt very relaxing.

Most of the people around her are Indians, and the white-skinned ones are as rare as her yellow-skinned.

She buried her head in tearing a cake with her hands and eating it with a super spicy curry sauce, and her spicy face was about to burn, which was very enjoyable.

A person sat across from her, and as far as her eye could see, she saw a large, slender and clean hand, with distinct joints, beautiful and powerful.