Wen churan, since you have made a thorn grow in my heart, I want you to taste the tingling feeling.

Ann thinks so in her heart, and the smile on the corner of her mouth is deeper.

Sure enough, Wen churan's face became so ugly that he couldn't help shaking his hand holding chopsticks.

All the food, into the mouth, suddenly became bitter.

She picked up some rice in a hurry and just wanted to leave the place quickly.

Just as she got up, Ann across the street asked, "Miss Wen, won't you eat?"

Wen churan tilted his head and couldn't look directly at her. "Well, I'm full. Take your time."

"Miss Wen, are you avoiding me?" Ann couldn't help laughing. "I said it's okay. Why are you avoiding me?"

Wen churan frowned and said, "I'm not hiding from you."

"But you're avoiding me?" Ann said in a puzzled voice, "Miss Wen, I'm not a jackal, tiger or leopard. What are you afraid of? Can I eat you? "

Her words seemed to be joking, but in fact she was pressing questions every word and every sentence.

As if she couldn't get an answer, she would never let Wen churan leave, and might even keep asking.

She knew that Wen churan felt guilty, but she had to ask clearly, and she had to force Wen churan to admit it himself.

And Wen churan doesn't know Bai an's meaning.

She was stiff and didn't leave for a while.

Just, since I really feel guilty, why not admit it?

"That's right." Wen churan looks up and looks directly at Ann.

She saw a flash of amazement in Ann's eyes and was ready to speak again.

As a result, before he could make a sound, he was interrupted by a call from a distance.

"Warm primary dyeing!"

Wen churan and an look around at the same time. They see a slender figure approaching in the distance.

Who else but Sheng Shimo?

He went straight to Wen churan's side, grabbed her arm, pulled her behind him, and then looked coldly at Ann opposite, looking like protecting her young.

Seeing this, Ann stood up slowly, and her face became a little ugly.

In full bloom, Mo frowned and said coldly, "I'm the one who terminated the wedding. She doesn't need any guilt for you."

Wen churan was surprised and hurriedly pulled Sheng Shimo's sleeve and motioned him not to go on.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Shimo just patted the back of her hand, as if to comfort her not to worry. Then he asked an coldly, "Why are you here?"

This sentence is merciless.

Even Wen churan felt embarrassed.

Not to mention Ann.

Her face turned pale and her fingers pinched the edge of the table to try to maintain her composure.

What's more, Wen churan is still here. She doesn't want to admit defeat at all, so she pulls out a smile, but it's more ugly than crying.

"Adele, have you forgotten that I'm still your fiancee. Is it strange to be in the presidential palace?"

"Really?" I saw a disdainful smile on Sheng Shimo's mouth and said slowly, "don't worry. I'll give you the marriage documents as soon as possible."

In an instant, Ann's smile was completely broken, and something seemed to be broken at the bottom of her eyes.

Wen churan couldn't listen any more. He grabbed Sheng Shimo's arm and dragged him out.

Watching the two figures disappear completely from the restaurant, Ann's body seems to have been emptied of all her strength. She fell down on the chair, covered her cheeks with her hands, and sobbed low.