Milo passed a day in a daze, her boss Fei Yifan, passed by several times, wanted to say and stopped, after all, he didn't say anything, shook his head and left.

After getting off work, Milo walked out of the company like a lost soul, and saw Xu Zhiheng standing in the sun leaning against the car door and smoking, handsome and lazy sexy, very eye-catching.

Milo's footsteps stagnated slightly, and then returned to normal, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and he walked quickly towards Xu Zhiheng.

"Why are you here?"

Looking at the smile on Milo's face that was no different from the previous one, Xu Zhiheng knew her decision. There was a moment of stinging in his heart, but no matter which angle he looked at, he should respect Milo's decision.

Thinking of the result of meeting that person today, Xu Zhiheng felt that this was the best ending at this moment.

"You forgot? I said that I will accompany you today, don't worry, I will be your flower messenger throughout the whole process. Xu Zhiheng deliberately wore a light gray suit and three large sets today, with his tall and straight figure, outstanding and extraordinary, elegant and noble.

Milo almost forgot that tonight was Wei Ran's wedding banquet. Her scumbag ex, after being caught cheating, prepared the wedding in less than a month. With that alone, Milo knew with his toes that he hadn't been splitting his leg for a day or two. She felt that she was really stupid, why were the two of them so dull after being together for two years?

originally broke up, and she didn't plan to toss herself with self-pity, who hasn't met a few scum in her life? But the little third who didn't have long eyes had to mend the knife, sent the invitation over like a demonstration, and said sweetly: "Wei Ran, he really wants to get your blessing." ”

Blessing? Bless you big-headed ghost!

Milo's emotions were suddenly uncontrollable, so he had the drunkenness of last night. But after such a fuss, how the wedding banquet was tonight, Milo didn't care.

"Or don't go."

"I'm telling you, Mi Xiaoluo, you have to go! This kind of thing is tolerable to uncle, but unbearable to aunt. Not only to go, but also to the scenery. Don't worry, with my brother and I backing you up, you don't have to be afraid. ”

Xu Zhiheng couldn't help but say that Ramiro got into the car.

Milo pursed her lips and looked out the window with low interest, she didn't even feel revenge for Wei Ran. The anger and reluctance I felt when I first received the invitation had long since vanished. For that person, she thought she really let go.

Xu Zhiheng looked at Milo sideways while driving, "I said, Mi Xiaoluo, can you be more energetic?" Let's just say that we are naturally beautiful, and we have to dress up at critical moments? ”

Milo wasn't a natural beauty, of course, and she never dressed up.

Of course, Xu Zhiheng knew that the reason why he wanted to say this was completely to mobilize the atmosphere, after the incident last night, everyone would meet again, and even he, a prodigal son in love, felt a little uncomfortable.

"If I dress him up at this time, I must have my head run over by the door."

"You're wrong, you're not dressing up for him today, you're doing it for yourself. In order to prove, without him Wei Ran, you Milo can live better. ”

"Is it necessary to prove to others that I am living well?"

Milo's see-through transparency from time to time always leaves Xu Zhiheng speechless.

"I said Mi Xiaoluo, can you not fight me?"

Xu Zhiheng took out a lipstick from his clasp and handed it to Milo, "Quick, apply it obediently." ”

Milo lowered his eyes and looked at the lipstick in Xu Zhiheng's hand, but he didn't take it.

Xu Zhiheng said as if guessing her thoughts: "What do you think, it wasn't someone else's fall, I bought it for you, take it quickly." ”

Milo took it, opened it, and lightly touched it on his lips, which is the most popular male color nowadays.

Xu Zhiheng looked at Milo's clothes today, a simple black vest skirt, covered with an off-white suit, a standard OL dress.

Driving the car to the side of the road, Xu Zhiheng got out of the car and ran into the clothing store on the street, and quickly took out a shopping bag and threw it to Milo.

"Take off your suit, put this on."

Milo opened the bag, and inside was a gradient silk scarf, which was draped according to his words, and his temperament was instantly different.

The car was parked in the hotel parking lot, Xu Zhiheng turned sideways and checked Milo's outfit, the little black dress lined with a gorgeous silk scarf, coupled with the man-colored cherry lips, looked beautiful and moving.

Reaching out to help her comb the broken hair on her sideburns, Milo lowered her eyes obediently, her curly eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings, and her moist red lips gently pursed.

recalled that last night, when she was confused, she also lowered her eyes like this, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and Xu Zhiheng was slightly distracted.