Jiang Yansheng looked at him and laughed, which was quite an eyesore.

She couldn't understand Ji Wenlun's mind more and more, perhaps, she was not a person all the way in the morning.

Originally, she wanted to use his little love to deal with Huo Xiumo's thoughts, but she almost stopped, she pursed her lips and said coldly: "The kiss just now was a favor for me to return you, and we will not owe each other in the future." ”

Ji Wenlun suppressed the master's personality in private, deliberately not healing her, Jiang Yansheng has always had clear grievances, didn't he want a kiss? Yes.

After the kiss, he was nothing.

Ji Wenlun's handsome face was slightly lowered, and his long fingers rubbed his eyebrow bones, and he had already seen through the woman's ruthless rejection of men.

She was, and she didn't want to leave it to him.

Sometimes, a word comes true.

Ji Wenlun never thought that this was the last time he met her, and he would suddenly remember this scene after countless silent nights...... And she has become a memory of her own.

……

……

When Jiang Yansheng woke up, it was in the evening glow into the study, her vague consciousness began to become clear, her thick long eyelashes trembled slightly, and later, she opened her eyes a little tired.

is still in the study, Ji Wenlun's territory.

Her mind was blank, the corners of her eyes were sour, and the sequelae of crying were still very uncomfortable even when she woke up.

Jiang Yansheng took away the blanket on her body, frowned and looked around the quiet study, except for her, there was no other figure.

Just as he was about to sit up, he realized that there was a box and a piece of paper with a few lines written on his waist.

She lowered her eyelashes and picked them up to look.

I don't know how long it was, but when Jiang Yansheng looked pale in a trance, and read it word by word, his mood was not very stable, and he even felt like crying.

Ji Wenlun is gone.

In this way, he said goodbye to her without saying goodbye.

Jiang Yansheng's eyes were slightly wet, his throat was a little choked, and when he pursed his lips consciously, he suddenly realized that there was a fragrance in his mouth after brushing his teeth.

She covered her cold red lips with her fingertips, a little puzzled.

And her thoughts were soon interrupted by a mobile phone ringtone, Jiang Yansheng looked down for her mobile phone and saw the call of the man on the screen.

……

Before Ji Wenlun drove the car and left the villa, Huo Xiu stayed in the car, smoking a cigarette expressionlessly, and looking at the balcony on the second floor with cold eyes.

He smoked a full box of cigarettes, restrained his emotions and didn't bother.

After thinking about countless pictures in his mind, Jiang Yansheng personally questioned what Ji Wenlun did in private, and he would cry very sadly.

She is likely to be unable to let go of her relationship with Ji Wenlun for many years, and she will choose to forgive her soft-heartedly.

She may also break off her friendship with Ji Wenlun and never pay attention to him again.

The former, Huo Xiumo thought about it a little ridiculously, I am afraid that he would not be able to restrain his emotions and denounce her behavior in front of Jiang Yansheng.

The latter, while achieving his goal, felt a sense of guilt in his heart, which made him feel even more sorry for her.

In the final analysis, he was in this matter, selfishly did not consider her feelings, and intensified his cruelty to make her face it, intending to make her hate Ji Wenlun like this.

However, Huo Xiumo was thinking again.

If his woman knows how to hate, she will not split her personality.

Huo Xiumo thought about countless possibilities, but in his life, he never imagined that in the building, Jiang Yansheng's second personality and Ji Wenlun were kissing, otherwise, he would shoot and kill people in a rage.

Ji Wenlun left the villa for a while, but he didn't see Jiang Yansheng's figure for a long time, Huo Xiumo's eyes darkened, knowing that she would be afraid that she would collapse emotionally, and if she wanted to appear, she would be angry nine times out of ten.

It can't be said that it is angry, it was originally a means for him to plan to eradicate his rival, Jiang Yansheng's IQ could not be imagined.

What's more, he said that he wanted to give her private space to be quiet.

Waiting, waiting until it was dark, Huo Xiumo sat indifferently in the car, the windows were sealed, and the smell of smoke was thick in the air.

Emotions gradually clouded his eyebrows, and his slender hand took out the mobile phone in his trouser pocket and looked at it no less than ten times.

At almost six o'clock,

Huo Xiumo was defeated, he made a phone call, thinking that he would be scolded and scolded, as long as she could vent her anger and vent her anger.

The phone beeped a few times and was quickly connected.

The woman's shallow breathing was heard, but she didn't speak.

Huo Xiumo snuffed out the cigarette butt with his fingertips, his voice was a little hoarse after smoking too much cigarettes, and asked her in a low voice: "It's dark, do you want to go home for dinner?" ”

His tone was as simple as making a very ordinary phone call to his wife and asking her what she was eating tonight.

After a long time, when Huo Xiumo was waiting for the woman to sentence him, Jiang Yansheng's calm voice came: "Where are you?" ”

"At the door of the villa, you go downstairs, I'm here." When Huo Xiumo said this, he had already pushed the car door and walked out without hesitation.

His tall and indifferent figure stood under the street lamp, a faint halo shrouded him in a black suit, and his temperament was powerful.

A beep.

Jiang Yansheng didn't say anything and hung up the phone.

From her words, Huo Xiumo's eyebrows converged slightly, and he could already clearly feel the woman's cold mood.

After she cleaned up Ji Wenlun, it was his turn.

……

Five minutes later.

Jiang Yansheng's thin and slender figure appeared at the door of the villa, she walked out with a delicate box with a lock in her hand, a beautiful little face with no expression, and her eyes were very red, which showed that she was crying miserably before.

The first time Huo Xiumo saw her, he walked over on his long legs.

Before he got close to the woman, he was coldly asided by her.

Jiang Yansheng is very tired now, very tired from the ups and downs of emotions, if she has a choice, she would rather not find out what Ji Wenlun did, and not find out his feelings for another self.

It's a pity that Huo Xiumo didn't give her a chance to choose at all.

The woman avoided the movement of his outstretched hand, which made Huo Xiumo's eyebrows hide a gloomy emotion, and called her in a low tone: "Voice." ”

Jiang Yansheng hugged the box, and his little face was very cold.

Huo Xiumo had already seen the box in her arms, it was the same as holding an urn, and he didn't know what Ji Wenlun gave her.

He took care of the loss first, suppressed his emotions and didn't lose his temper at her, and deliberately coaxed the woman in his voice: "Let's go home for dinner, okay?" ”

Jiang Yansheng didn't say anything good, and walked towards the car.

She didn't need to look to know how dark Huo Xiumo's face was, and as soon as she opened the car door, there was a strong and choking smell of smoke.

Jiang Yan coughed lowly, his brows furrowed.

“……”

Huo Xiumo forgot about smoking a few packs of cigarettes in the car.

……

……

The car smelled of smoke, and Jiang Yansheng stood outside for five minutes, and waited for it to disperse before sitting in the passenger seat.

Huo Xiumo drove away, and in order to please her, he threw away the cigarette and lighter on the spot, but Jiang Yansheng didn't look at it at all, and looked at the street outside the window calmly.

"Are you angry?"