The hand on the knee tightened suddenly.

Only he knows whether this engagement is a crisis public relations or not.

As long as Ouya can stay by his side, it will make him crisis public relations for a lifetime, and he will be willing.

But his courtesy, waiting, and accommodating...... In the end, I only waited for her to say: I have no way to be with you......

Mangji's eyes turned cold for a moment.

There was a dangerous glow.

"I'm sorry......" Ouya said in a low voice.

If it weren't for her, Mangi wouldn't have become so passive.

"You should know that that's not what I want to hear." Mangji reached out and grabbed her hand, looking at her with serious eyes, "Xiaoya, can't you really give me another chance?" You should be well aware that no matter what happens, I just want you to stay with me, and the past things, we all let it pass, okay? ”

"Can't get by......"

"It's going to pass!" Manji stood up suddenly, walked to the sofa, and reached out to take the person into his arms, "I will try to give you happiness and make you forget that person." ”

"......" Ouya's body stiffened, half loud, before reaching out to push him away.

Lowering his eyes, "It has nothing to do with anyone, it's my own heart that can't get by." ”

She could never forget the man who carved a strong mark in her life, or perhaps, she didn't want to forget it at all.

Diating's impulse that night hurt her, but it also gave her a reason to get rid of Mangji.

She finally understood that a home without love was not what she hoped for after all.

"Mangi, I'm sorry......"

“……”

Mangi's hand holding her body loosened inch by inch.

He had expected her answer, and there was not even any unnecessary disappointment on his face.

It's just that the unwillingness in the pupils is getting more and more intense.

“…… I know, you can live here with peace of mind, you really don't want to attend the dinner, I will arrange another female companion. ”

"No need, I'll go with you." Ouya's hand gripping the hem of her clothes was a little tight, "It's just that I hope this is the last time." ”

Realizing that what he said was too decisive, Ouya hurriedly explained, "I'm just worried that it's too public, and when the time comes, we will be separated, which will not be good for you." ”

"I know." Mangji narrowed his eyes, and his deep eyes flashed a trace of gloom.

Must remind him so early that they will be separated sooner or later?

Ouya, I'm not reconciled, you are almost mine, how unwilling I am, do you know?

The man's hand was silently clenched into a fist.

Before he lost control, he stood up, "I have other things to do, let Hamed help you choose a dress." ”

"Okay." Ouya stood up and watched his hurried figure step out of the room, his eyes drooping slightly.

She didn't know if it was the right thing to do, she just missed it once, and she didn't want to be wrong again.

If she had been able to face her heart calmly, maybe she wouldn't have hurt Mangji so far.

"Miss Ou, this is a dress for the dinner, if you don't like it, I'll ask someone to send another batch over." Hamad quickly led the group of servants back into the dress.

Respectfully stood in front of Ouya.

"Don't bother so much, just keep this one and take the rest." Ou Ya casually pulled out a crystal blue fishman dress and responded lightly.

The slender cut and close-fitting design are very suitable for the tall Ouya.