All his rebellion and arrogance came to an abrupt end the moment he met this girl.

Later, when she saved him from being assassinated, he sat in her passenger seat and watched her drive in horror but steadily, and saw the sweat on her forehead, and the tears she saw when she saw him vomit blood.

At that moment, he vowed to be nice to her.

Build a beautiful pink castle for her, so that she can live in a warm, happy and safe environment for the rest of her life.

To this day, he doesn't know if he will be able to fulfill his original vow, but he can be sure that looking at her happy face, his heart is full of satisfaction and happiness.

Shi Rong was opening the commemorative book, and a pink letterhead fell from the memorial book.

"Looks like a love letter."

Huo Yijun walked over, bent down and picked it up, "Do you mind if I look at it?" ”

"Look at it as you like."

Shi Rong didn't care at all.

Huo Yijun unfolded the crumpled letter paper, glanced at the contents of the letter, the expression on his face did not change, but he folded it casually, and said with a smile, "Do you remember who wrote this love letter?" ”

Shi Rong looked at it: "It may be Xu Mubai." ”

"It's hard for you to remember."

"Although there were other people who gave me love letters at that time, they were all intercepted by Xu Mubai. So the only one who can be put here is his. Shi Rong explained.

Huo Yijun casually tore open the love letter little by little: "He's quite domineering." ”

"He's really a school bully."

"The story of the rich second-generation scumbag school bully and the gentle school bully?"

"......" Shi Rong sneered, "Mr. Huo didn't see less." ”

"Am I wrong?"

"I'm not a soft school girl, just an ordinary student with a boring life and a boring personality." Shi Rong smiled, "If I wasn't idle and bored, how could I fall in love with Xu Mubai's straw bag pillow with an empty head." ”

Huo Yijun snorted lowly, and casually threw the torn love letter into the paper basket.

Shi Rong saw it and winked at him.

"What, I tore up your love letter without permission and got angry?" He spoke with a slight hint of defiance.

"It's not that angry. I'm just a little surprised, it turns out that Mr. Huo, a proud son of the sky, will also eat the vinegar of people like Xu Mubai. Shi Rong smiled, "He has no comparison with you." ”

"He's younger than me, and he's a classmate with you, and he's the first to get the moon near the water."

"It's quite jealous." Shi Rong leaned over and sniffed it, "Thinking about the benefits, Xu Mubai is not as handsome as you, nor is you rich." “

"I don't care to compare him to this."

Huo Yijun snorted, "When did you bring this box back?" ”

"Not long after I got married, my little apartment was ready to be rented out, and it was empty." Shi Rong said casually, "Or does Mr. Huo have any suggestions?" ”

"Are you short of money?"

"It's not about money, the house has been empty and unpopular, and it is inevitable that there will be a rotten atmosphere." Shi Rongwen said in a crepe voice, "And I only rent it to a single woman who loves cleanliness, and I hope she will cherish this house as much as I do." ”

"As long as you're happy, you can do whatever you like."

Huo Yijun pulled her up, "Uncle Cui is about to be killed by your agent and makeup artist, the young lady is going to save him." ”

Shi Rong looked at him.

"What kind of eyes are you?"

"Why is your hearing so good? I couldn't hear the outside at all. ”