Fang Jiamei was ready to open the car door because his words stopped and her smile froze. She took a deep breath and still felt that she needed to make it clear to him.
Looking at him, Fang Jiamei said with a smile: "Mr. Mo, although I don't know whether you are joking or serious, no matter what it is, it's impossible. I'm very grateful that you look up to me, but we are really not suitable."
How long have they known each other?
And they don't know each other. Is it too hasty for him to mention marriage?
Mo Yiheng on her face a serious look, slightly frown, "you are not on your dead ex boyfriend never forget it? In this case, sooner or later, you have to make do with someone. I should be the best choice in terms of identity, wealth or appearance. Why not? "
He went back to think about it yesterday, and felt that he was not joking when he told her to get married.
Now that her boyfriend is gone and they meet again, this time, he doesn't want to let her go.
His tone is rather light, but his words are very heavy, and his eyes even have a real feeling.
Fang Jiamei swallowed her saliva and felt that the carriage was sultry. She was at a loss for a moment. "Then, why does Mr. Mo want to marry a woman who doesn't love you?"
He abused himself?
Moreover, his conditions are not bad, there should be no shortage of wife candidates.
Mo Yiheng's eyes sank and her casual words hurt his heart. He slowly turned his head and spoke coldly after a few seconds: "I'm very busy. I don't have the time and energy to maintain a relationship. It's best to take what I need. My identity has a marriage that will bless me. You can see It's not noisy. "
Women who don't love him
Yes, she hasn't loved him from the beginning to now, just the nonexistent Xiaobai.
Fang Jiamei was amused by his reason. She took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Mr. Mo, I know your psychology, but I'm really not interested. I won't choose other men before I really put down Zicong. I think since your body is OK and I've got the music score back, there should be no need to meet in the future."
What is this?
Let her be a vase?
Does she look that cheap?
Fang Jiamei hates this kind of self righteous man most. She thinks that she is great. People all over the world have to live according to his opinions.
Fang Jiamei pushed the door to get out of the car, took out her cello and put it on her shoulder. As soon as she turned around, the car behind her quickly drove away.
Oh!
Is he still angry?
It's obvious that he doesn't respect women so much and takes marriage as a child's play. He is also angry!
Fang Jiamei thinks that men are really bad now. Zicong never used to be like this before. He respects marriage and feelings, and never flirts with girls.
When Fang Jiamei comes to the classroom, she is often the first to arrive.
Chen Yinxu came in and looked at her as if she wanted to stop talking. "Jiamei, I just saw you get off a luxury car?"
Fang Jiamei wiped the cello slightly, looked at Chen Yinxu and nodded: "that person is mo Yiheng who I mentioned with my teacher last time. Didn't he pick up my score? Give it back to me today. "
Chen Yinxu nodded. He wanted to say something, but he didn't speak for the time being. After class, he called Fang Jiamei into the room and looked at her with some sadness. "Jiamei, I know that you haven't recovered from Zicong's death, but you can't just find a man because of this, you know?"