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On his face, there was a burning pain. It was not only his face that was hurting, but also his self-esteem.

Why did you slap me?

I smiled at her, then raised my hand a little higher and slapped her hard back.

Her assistant screamed, "You dare hit our young lady, I'll sue you."

No worries, just go and report that there should be a recording in this garage. If I didn't inform you, you would all be laughing secretly, I don't know much about hypocrisy, but you still understand all this, I'm really sorry, Miss Li Hong, the key is still in your hand, so I don't dare you to humiliate me, but what are you doing? "

"Miss Li is Young Master Ji's fiancee, but you actually dared to make a move. You've really eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard." Angry, her assistant fumbled with the tissue in her bag while she tried to cover Li Hong's bleeding face with her hands to intimidate me.

I smiled faintly. "Fiancée, these are the most ridiculous three words in the twenty-first century. Not to mention not marrying, even if Ji Xiaobei wanted to help me, I would still be with him if I wanted to."

He opened the car door and got in. He started the Hummer and ferociously charged out, causing the white BMW that was diagonally facing him to scream. This Hummer's driveway is really strong! I looked at them smugly, laughed, backed up a few cars with practiced whistling, and went whistling out again.

I, Mo Qianxu, might not even be willing to pay the price.

It was a bit unlucky to be slapped by her. My phone rang again and I picked it up with one hand: "Ji Xiaobei, what's the matter now?"

After a moment of silence, the man said, "I'm Lin Duan."

I withdrew my emotions. "Lin Duan, what's the matter?"

"I was waiting for you."

"I didn't tell you to wait. I'm not free either."

"Qian Xun, don't be willful." He said somewhat helplessly.

My slightly resentful heart began to ache.

Don't be willful, don't be willful. Now, you would still say those words to me, but when you came back, you wanted to marry my cousin.

The Hummer turned and went down the driveway.

The Left Bank Café, still singing the same old songs we used to listen to, went straight up to the second floor and drank coffee quietly in the woods by the wall. It was as though time had never passed, her countenance was still as captivating as before.

I squeezed out a laugh from afar and called out enthusiastically, "Lin Duan, hey, where's Sister Feiyan?"

He looked up at me, his eyes still serious.

I smiled and threw the key on the table. "Why are you looking at me like that? Lin Duan, congratulations."

The waiter came over. Lin looked up and said, "A cup of coffee without sugar."

"No." I looked up and said to the waiter, "A cup of black coffee, nothing."

It was really bitter, but this was even better.

I drank half a cup, wiped the corner of my mouth, and said, "It's pure coffee, Lin Duan, what's the matter? Why aren't you talking? I'm pretty busy. "

He sighed, "All of a sudden, I don't know how to say it."

"Then, what do you want to know?" I asked him kindly.

"You've always been, haven't you?" he whispered.

I smiled. "Of course." It's always fine, it used to be good, I'll be better.

I used to live in your prison, I thought, but you come back and you want to get married, so I'll come out of your prison and I'll be better off.

"Qian Xun, I owe you one. I'm sorry."

I smiled bitterly and shook my head. "None of us owe each other anything."

"Qian Xun." He whispered my name, which made my heart ache so much that I almost wanted to burst into tears.

Outside the window, the sun was shining with piercing white light.

"Qian Xun, you are my most unforgettable love. After being in a foreign country for so many years, I thought I had let you go. Qian Xun, when I saw you again, I realized that I was still thinking about you."