Jiang Ruo was hugged by a man and was about to gasp, she reached out and slapped his broad shoulder, and her tone was angry: "Zhou Qihe, you let go of me."

"If you don't let it go, you won't let it go." The man is still so laipi, he is like a child, aggrieved and excited to cry, his voice trembling: "Let go, you will run away."

At the beginning, he didn't take a good look at her, so she came to Rongcheng to meet Huo Jinting.

If she didn't meet Huo Jinting, wouldn't she be able to go abroad with him safely, and then... He married her and had children with her.

He could hide her so that she would never see the two men of the Wen family for the rest of her life, so that she would always be his.

"Zhou Qihe, both of us are family people now, and it will be very troublesome to be photographed." Jiang Ruo was annoyed, now that he is thirty years old, how can he still play with the temper of a child like he used to be, he doesn't care about anything, and he doesn't care about the consequences.

"I'm not afraid." Zhou Qi hugged Jiang Ruo with both hands, greedily absorbing the soul-inspiring rose fragrance on her body between his noses, a unique taste in the world, and that fake didn't have it at all.

Jiang Ruo: "Then do you think about my situation?"

Zhou Qi said: "If he is angry with you, I will protect you."

Jiang Ruo was helpless: "What can you protect me?"

This sentence directly choked Zhou Qihe.

Yes, he is so incompetent, so weak, what can he protect her?

He could never protect her.

Even he himself can't be protected well.

Gradually, Zhou Qihe let go of his hand.

Jiang Ruo raised his hand slightly and pushed him hard, keeping a distance from him.

She said with an indifferent face, "Zhou Qihe, let's treat it as strangers in the future."

The man's eyes were red, his prominent Adam's apple rolled reluctantly, and his thin lips trembled: "How can we be strangers?"

They have done everything, except that they are not married and have everything else.

Jiang Ruo turned his face away from him, and said politely, "I have a husband and a child."

"It's okay, life is still long, and there will always be times when you get bored." Zhou Qi said with paranoia and stubbornness, "When you get tired of him, you can go back to me, I will always be there."

Jiang Ruozhi was indignant when he heard this, "Do you want me to cheat on you in marriage?"

Zhou Qihe's eyes were scorching, like a fierce beast staring at its prey, staring at him, "Be three for love, willingly."

The man approached step by step, and the shadow of the tall body enveloped her, making her panic.

Jiang Ruo was a little panicked in his heart, his back leaned against the hard edge of the table, swallowing his saliva in a little fear, and his thick eyelashes trembled lightly in the void.

At the second when Zhou Qihe wanted to encircle her into his arms, Jiang Ruo made a decisive move, took out the water cup on the table, threw it at him without hesitation, and reprimanded him sharply: "Zhou Qihe, you are sober!"

When he is three for love, he can also say it?

What is their identity, does he not have any number?

was wet with the sudden water, Zhou Qihe lowered his head slightly, did not show the slightest gloom, and even raised his eyebrows at her, as if he was not enjoying it.

Drops of water dripped from his black hair, and the shaped, off-style hair was wet, shimmering in the lamp, and those crystal clear droplets of water ran down his angular cheeks, across his slender neck, and finally into his chest that could not be spied on, hiding a sexy ambiguity.

At this moment, the man has a kind of extremely broken and fragile beauty, the handsome face of pure makeup is still as clear and handsome as it was back then, and the years have only added a bit of mature charm to him, as well as decadent indifference, except for this, there is not much change.

From twenty-four years old, to thirty years old.

In six years, he seems to have gone through most of his life.

witnessed Jiang Ruo leaving, having a new love, and then getting married and having children.

Since then, there has been no place for him in her life.

Passers-by have no names.

In the quiet atmosphere, Zhou Qihe slowly closed his eyes, and his throat overflowed with painful and dry words, full of no

Gan: "What to do, I just love you."

"Then you're going to force yourself not to love me." Jiang Ruo said ruthlessly.

Then, she put down the water glass in her hand, dashing, and left without looking back.

Resolute, ruthless, ruthless.

is also like back then, abandoning him without saying a word, leaving only him, and he can't get out of this memory when he dies.

He had trapped himself in the good old days, alone.

"Brother Qi..."

Zhou Qihe turned his back to Pan Xing, so that Pan Xing couldn't see his expression at this time.

In the mirror, his red eyes and desperately held back tears were reflected.

How did he come over all these years, does she know?

But she didn't even care.

And called him, don't love her.

..

Jiang Ruo came out of the lounge and was inexplicably irritated by Zhou Qihe, who suddenly appeared.

If she knew that Zhou Qihe would appear, she would not come to the alumni association.

Obviously, Zhou Qihe didn't attend two years ago, she thought that he still wouldn't come, but God joked with her.

In the hallway, someone greeted me.

Jiang Ruo looked at the strange man approaching inexplicably.

In the next second, I only heard the man flattering and said, "Miss Yunruo, you look better than ever in this dress today."

Hearing this, Jiang Ruo reacted quickly.

The man mistook her.

"I'm sorry, I..."

Jiang Ruo was just about to open his mouth to clarify the misunderstanding, and a low cough came from behind him.

It was the real Yun Ruo who walked out of the other lounge.

This is the first time Jiang Ruo has seen this woman so intuitively and realistically, a woman who looks eight or nine points like herself.

It's like she's even in a trance for a moment.

It's like an eighteen-year-old self traveling through time and space to meet her at the age of twenty-eight.

I don't know if Yun Ruo heard what he said just now.

The man looked at the faces of the two women who looked almost identical for a few seconds, and then said to Jiang Ruo, "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

Yun Ruo changed into a beautiful and gorgeous dress, stepped on the sky, and walked past Jiang Ruo with the support of the female assistant.

At the moment of passing by, Yun Ruo pretended to be friendly and smiled at Jiang Ruo.

In fact, her fists hanging in the shadows were already clenched.

Jiang Ruo is better looking than her?

The man followed, "Miss Yunruo, this is your speech."

..

Jiang Ruo stood on the stage and finished speaking.

A second before she was about to step down, she suddenly saw a man in the last row.

The man must have just come in, and he still had the smell of warm air on his body.

The masculinity is becoming more and more mature, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, it seems that every inch of texture is full of hormones, very aggressive, and the gold-rimmed glasses on the high nose bridge add to the shrewdness and blackness.

Thirty plus men are very addictive to women.

Because a man of this age will have the wisdom and calmness accumulated over the years, he is humble and calm, compared to the sharp edge when he was young, he is more calm and rational, gentle and elegant at the same time, he is not angry and arrogant, and his unfazed eyes can not help but tremble at a casual glance.

Jiang Ruo is like that.

When Huo Jinting met her gaze from afar, she subconsciously became frightened.