Chapter 683

A long figure passed by he huaiguang.

With a breath of peppermint.

He huaiguang was stunned for two seconds and responded, "jiangbeiyuan!" A shout and a fist.

Jiangbeiyuan was leaning sideways. He didn't look at he huaiguang. He steadfastly caught the fist from the right and threw it aside.

“……”

He huaiguang rubbed his wrists and looked at the past with split eyes. "Do you still have a face? That's what you said at the wedding. Will you treat her? Don't you love her anymore? "

"I don't need to tell you whether I love her or not."

Jiangbeiyuan slightly slanted the eyes, deep eyes bottom, like thick ink rolling.

His eyebrows and eyes are written, and his facial features are exquisite and flawless. This kind of sideways look gives people a feeling that he does not belong to the world.

"No matter what, it's not your turn to teach me."

"No matter what, it's not your turn to teach me."

Sharp eyes, firm eyebrows and eyes carved outside, a touch of murderous air scattered from the corner of the eyebrows, strange and familiar, seems to be the return of an old man.

"You You... "

He huaiguang suddenly stuttered.

"You are Jiang Ting, you are Jiang Ting, right?"

"Just to know?"

“……” He huaiguang sips the corners of his mouth.

He huaiguang went abroad soon after the flower shop was sold. He didn't know about the domestic affairs, and no one told him that he just came back when Yannian had the wedding ceremony. Then he heard about Yannian's divorce, and hurried back this time.

Jiangbeiyuan took back his sight, turned around and left.

The slender figure and straight back posture are like a famous sword. It cuts a cold and hard sword on the ground, making it windy to walk at the same time.

He huaiguang is in the same place, frowning more and more tightly.

Jiangbeiyuan was Jiangting.

Ten years ago, Jiang Ting, a senior high school student.

Is it revenge for Yan Nian's abandonment of him?

If this is the case, he will definitely fight with him in the end when he returns home this time!

Thinking like this, he huaiguang firmed some thoughts in his heart.

……

Yan Nian gets off the bus and goes to Ding Baoyi's community.

A man behind followed her.

A meter or so away, separated by three or two people, she was always in his visible range.

Yannian likes to walk with arms and big steps.

Since her father's death, she likes to hold her arms. She has no sense of security.

Later, when I got married, I liked to hold jiangbeiyuan's arm and walk close to him.

Now I'm alone, I'm alone, and I'm back to my old habit.

She knew there was a damn man following her.

From the beginning of the bus, I stood behind the crowd and looked at her. I got off at the same station with her. I thought I was wearing a mask and had a low sense of existence.

Ha ha.

She could recognize him at a glance, even if he was armed, with a hat and sunglasses.

All over the world, she can recognize the most hateful, hateful and heartless villain.

Jiangbeiyuan stared at the back of Yannian for a moment.

Those peach blossom eyes curved a little, like doting, like the long lost warmth, and the sun reflected his delicate eyebrow and eye pleats.

He is like a thief, drawing this tiny warmth from behind.

There have been similar experiences before.

It was three years ago when he just returned to muddy city.

At that time She has been in touch with Wen Yu.

She is holding Wenyu's arm, walking in the street, flirting with her boyfriend with her head askew, and her eyes and brows are full of joy.

It's lovely.