Chapter 483 - 483: As Long as We Don’t Break Up

Chapter 483 - 483: As Long as We Don’t Break Up

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He didn’t dare to.

Her family had hurt him in such a way.

Jiang Ling did not know how to face him.

She was afraid that he would really listen to them.

What if he was not willing to persist any longer?

What if he broke up with her?

Just thinking about it, Jiang Lingzhi’s tears started to fall again.

She clearly didn’t want to cry.Upstodatee from n(0)/ve/lbIn/.(co/m

But as long as I think of that scene...

His light brown eyes were filled with hurt as he stared at her.

He wanted to break up with her.

Would she think that her family was too unreasonable and want to forget about

Would he turn around and leave?

Jiang Lingzhi felt that she could not take it.

He was unwilling to face such a scene.

She chose to escape like an ostrich.

It was as if he was sending a message to someone. The curve of his lips was faint and indifferent.

At this time, he was still not going home and had specially waited there.

Jiang Lingzhi’s fingers paused, and she started to panic again.

The classroom had been cleaned up.

The girl picked up her bag and greeted her, “I’ve already wiped the blackboard. Do you want me to wait for you?”

Jiang Lingzhi came back to her senses and nodded.””You go first. I’ll be done soon. ”

The girl nodded and left with her bag.

Jiang Lingzhi did not dare to go out.

After staying in the classroom for a while, she picked up her bag, walked around the classroom, and left through the back door.

At this time, there were not many people in the teaching building.

She walked to the stairs and heard footsteps behind her. The next second, someone grabbed her wrist.

It was warm to the touch, but he didn’t use much strength.

Jiang Lingzhi’s body stiffened slightly, but she did not dare to turn around.

After waiting for a while, the young man’s deep and magnetic voice came from behind.

“Did I affect you?”

Jiang Lingzhi pursed her lips before she slowly turned around and looked up at him.

When she saw him, she felt a lump in her throat.

The young man had one hand in his pocket, his eyes tired. His peach blossom eyes were staring at her, lazy and undisciplined..