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The sky was dyed pitch black by the heavy black of the night. The time jumped from eight to nine, then ten, then eleven. Song Ming's sword didn't return for a long time, causing Gu Xiangling to lose sleep. She dialed a number and heard him reply perfunctorily, "At a party."

Where can I go at a party? Gu Xiangling bit her lip, feeling an endless amount of jealousy in her heart. Song Mingjian was a clean person, but at that moment, plus he wasn't the head of the company. It was hard not to put on an act on the surface and put on an act on the spot with the girls.

Thinking about those beautiful scenes, Gu Xiangling felt even worse. The article could not be continued, and the books she loved to read could not enter her eyes. Annoyed, she paced around the room while Bei Mengmeng consoled her nonstop. However, to Gu Xiangling, it sounded like nonsense.

Had my desire for him reached such a level? It was impossible for any other woman to even touch it. He is him, I am me, no matter how much I love him, we should still give each other a free space!

Gu Xiangling was lying on the bed, hugging her teddy bear. Her eyes were slightly sore. She blinked and two tears rolled down her face. Why did she become so weak? Did he have to rely on him?

Unknowingly, it was already 12 o'clock. Gu Xiangling finally heard those familiar footsteps that struck her heart. She rushed to open the door and saw a handsome and elegant figure dashing towards him. She rushed over and buried her head in his arms.

"It's so late again." Gu Xiangling really wanted to say, "Don't come back so late in the future." As the words reached the tip of her tongue, she held it in. Song Mingjian had to be someone at the top of everyone else. How could he always be with her when she was in love with him?

After a few seconds, Gu Xiangling felt that something wasn't right. She raised her head from his embrace and met his gaze. Following that, Gu Xiangling bit her lips, her hot heart instantly turning cold.

Song Mingjian didn't hug her.

In the past, whenever she was close to Song Mingjian's side, he would eagerly embrace her in his arms and unceasingly entangle himself with her as if he was infatuated with her.

But today, he was actually so cold and detached. Was he tired? No, that's not right. Gu Xiangling sniffed with force, and could vaguely smell the scent of perfume. Smell again, yes, perfume.

Originally, she didn't want to interrogate him, but Gu Xiangling was already unable to control her own mouth. "Whose scent do you have on you?"

Song Mingjian walked straight past her and said casually: "I don't know."

Gu Xiangling had always been held in high regard by him, so how could she possibly suffer any grievances? She ran a few steps and grabbed his arm. "Song Mingjian, explain it to me clearly!"

Song Ming gently struggled out of her grasp and said, "I want to rest! Are you done yet? " With that, he walked into the bedroom. Gu Xiangling chased after him, staring into his eyes. The moment she met his gaze, Song Mingjian's eyes turned to the side. Gu Xiangling turned and met his gaze, while he kept adjusting his gaze to avoid making contact with her.

Gu Xiangling instantly determined that there was something wrong with his heart.

"Song Mingjian, you really have no guts." What kind of open admission did I do! " The moment he said those words, Gu Xiangling immediately regretted it. Why did he have to say it so harshly?

"With other women …" Song Ming clenched his teeth and tried his best to keep his voice neutral: "Do what men and women should do."

His straightforward admittance broke the last bit of Gu Xiangling's daydream. She had thought that he was forced to put on perfume. So he was actually willing to do it!

"She wanted to scold him, but her mind was so muddled that she didn't know what to say." How can you do this? " In just one night, this man had turned from a Casanova to a prodigal?

"Why not?" Song Mingjian took off his suit jacket, laid on the bed, closed his eyes and said: "As a man, you have always had a very casual attitude towards this sort of thing. Since you keep asking, I'll admit it. "

Gu Xiangling only felt her heart bleeding, and her heart was burning with anger. For a moment, she really wanted to give this man a few slaps on the face, but just as she raised her hand, she put it back down. You said that you only love me. "

"Hur hur." Song Ming's sword let out a disdainful sneer. He sat up from the bed and looked at Gu Xiangling as if she was looking at a monster. As for you, you are a writer of novels. Don't you know that what people say during the emotional period is not believable? "

Gu Xiangling was unable to answer, as Song Mingjian's words were flawless. Yes, he was also a mortal. How could he not be integrated into the living and fragrant environment?

Song Mingjian's next words were as sharp as knives piercing into her heart, "It's fine if you can take it, but it's also fine if you can't. That is my character. I will not change it for you. "

Gu Xiangling was so angry that she didn't even care if her words hurt or not. She immediately blurted out, "I should have known long ago that you would be so fond of doing things. Love, how can a woman like me satisfy you! "

Her heart was filled with sorrow. In the days she was gone, with Song Mingjian's appetite, how many women were there that he was involved with? When he reached the lowest level, the only woman he had was himself. Therefore, he had to pretend to be a love saint and surround himself with it.

Inwardly, her pride flared up, but she really couldn't bear to leave this man she loved to the marrow of her heart. Step by step, she approached Song Mingjian, softly and firmly saying: "I only want to ask you one thing, do you want to continue with me?"

Song Ming laid back down on his sword and said lazily: "Do as you wish."

With that tone, it was as if Gu Xiangling was an unimportant person. Even if he didn't have her in his life, it would still be the same. There were even... He felt more comfortable without her.

There was no need to say anything else, this sort of contempt was already intolerable to Gu Xiangling. She had grown up with contempt, so she didn't really care about other people's contempt. However, she definitely couldn't stand being looked down upon by the man she loved the most.

He thinks you're grass, but do you still think you're a treasure? Do you want to lie low at his feet and beg him to give you a little love, like those women who have no backbone?

Gu Xiangling naturally couldn't be bothered to play such a humble role. Despite the pain in her heart, she stubbornly refused to shed a single tear. At this moment, indifference was her best weapon.

Gu Xiangling silently packed her things, opened her luggage, and put her clothes into it. Since he was already tired of her, then she would completely disappear before his eyes.

Her movements were very slow, and in her heart, she was still yearning for Song Mingjian to suddenly embrace her. She giggled as she said to her, "Darling, I'm just joking with you!"

He waited for a long time, but Song Ming's sword did not move at all. Turning around, he saw that he had already fallen asleep, letting out a light sound of contentment.