Su Jiuge raised his head suspiciously: "What's ......" Her voice paused, because the man's head had been lowered, Su Jiuge immediately stepped back, and his voice was sharp: "Mr. Mo!"

"You still love him." Mo Lin straightened up.

Su Jiuge's pretty face was covered with frost: "Is it just love or not love when couples break up?"

"Yes." Mo Lin said firmly: "The relationship between men and women can only be together because of love, not together, but also because of not love."

Su Jiuge's eyes shrank, and he walked in a panic: "I'm leaving."

Because of love, because of not love.

This kind of problem, she doesn't need to be taught.

Su Jiuge returned to the hotel, originally thinking that the man was not there, he was always like this, even if the two of them quarreled, he could still go to work calmly, as if nothing could make him abandon everything.

Just like last night, he likes to smoke when he is quiet, the man has half a cigarette between his fingers, and the smoke curls, but he can still see clearly that his eyes are cold and dark, cold-blooded and gloomy.

"Aren't you leaving?" Su Jiuge changed his shoes, he didn't have much emotion, he just asked casually.

Rong Xun flicked the cigarette ash, and his voice was like bitter ice: "I didn't hinder you from finding the downline, do you need to drive me away in such a hurry."

Neuropathy.

Su Jiuge glanced at him coldly and did not speak.

A pair of hands pushed towards her.

Su Jiuge was defenseless, and was pushed against the wall by the man, hitting her bones painfully.

Rong Xun propped up the wall with one hand, trapping her between his chest and the wall, his expression was cold, and his face was forbearing: "Su Jiuge, I really think too highly of your affection."

Su Jiuge was a little frightened.

She seems to have seen Rong Xun so angry for the first time,

She turned her face: "I've never been an affectionate pacesetter, isn't it normal to break up and look for the next relationship."

Rong Xun grabbed her chin violently, with great force, and her face wrinkled in pain.

"You let go of me!" Su Jiuge refused in pain.

"You really like Mo Linshen?" Rong Xun looked at her coldly, his face was quite bad.

Su Jiuge saw the photo on the table, which was a photo of her and Mo Linshen in the show.

The dense photos, the top one, is Mo Linshen bowing his head to her angle, looking like he was kissing.

"You're stalking me?" Su Jiuge asked coldly.

Rong Xun picked up the photo, pinched it tightly with his fingers, and the photo was easily deformed: "With my identity, I don't need to follow you, this kind of photo will naturally be sent to me!"

Su Jiuge understood in an instant.

Why did Wen Qiao let her come to Liangcheng for the catwalk, it was true to help, and the truth about her derailment was also true.

The contradiction between her and Rong Xun, the contradiction between her and Song Jinyan, and even the domestic media received the photo and was scolded.

Wenqiao's move is really killing three birds with one stone.

"What's the matter with you, ex-boyfriend!" Su Jiuge raised his chin, not afraid of death's provocation!

"Su Jiuge, don't anger me." Rong Xun pinched her chin hard, a pair of black eyes burst out with anger, and her emotions were on the verge of collapse.

Su Jiuge was pinched by him, and her speech was blurred, but she still smiled wantonly: "Are you sick, or do you have any quirks, and you have to interfere with your ex-girlfriend's love life."

A smile suddenly appeared on Rong Xun's angry face, and he directly picked her up and threw her on the bed: "It just so happens that I have a quirk and likes to _ ex-girlfriend."

Su Jiuge panicked and wanted to escape, but couldn't help but scream: "Rong Xun, you dare!"