Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

Immediately afterwards, she saw Xu Fengjiao had fainted on the ground, unconscious.

She couldn't get into the house, couldn't take Jasmine away.

Moreover, at this moment, Jasmine hated her deeply, so she would definitely not want to go with her.

Huanyan shook her head, maybe all her previous actions were because she wanted to make everything better, but she couldn't...

She still doesn't want to be such a virgin, don't take care of this mess!

Now, she only needs to guard until Situ Chenjue wakes up, watch him wake up, and take over everything!

If she went on like this, maybe she couldn't hold on before Situ Chenjue woke up.

She must leave!

Her cheeks were hot, her head was dizzy, and she staggered.

Now the rain had gradually subsided, but a gust of cold wind was blowing, blowing her thin clothes and sticking them naked to her body, making her even more uncomfortable.

She felt that she was going to be unable to support herself anymore, she hesitated for a long time, and finally took out her mobile phone and called Xiao Yunnuo.

When the phone rang, she remembered something again and hung up quickly.

No, what is she seeing Senior Xiao now?

She couldn't reject him time and time again, and after hurting him, she couldn't send him around whenever she needed him.

Senior Xiao is not that cheap. Senior Xiao will always be a high-ranking and noble man.

Even if he can't be with him, he still has the right to pursue his happiness and be free.

I can't use him like this!

She can't be so shameless!

Huanyan shook her head, and then, sitting alone by the garden in the middle of the street, leaning against a tree trunk, she felt a fallen flower fall on her skirt.

She felt that she was also like the falling flowers, drifting with the wind, drifting with the current, with nowhere to return...

Gradually, she became sleepy and tired, dizzy, and had a terrible fever. Before she knew it, she passed out.

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At this moment, a man came striding along the path covered with fallen flowers and muddy water.

He was wearing an off-white windbreaker, with light brown hair, and a pair of light amber eyes shining with concern and anxiety on his fair and delicate face.

Not long after, he saw a woman sitting on a park bench, fainted.

There was a trace of extreme pain between his brows, he bent down, and wrapped the woman tightly in his windbreaker.

As if protecting his peerless treasure.

He felt her forehead was very hot, like a piece of burning coal, he murmured in her ear: "Happy face, happy face, wake up, wake up!"

I felt a sentence slowly spit out from the woman's mouth: "Yes... I'm sorry..."

Then fell into a deeper sleep.

Xiao Yunnuo suddenly felt as if a piece of his heart had been deeply gouged out, dripping with blood.

She said sorry to herself, but what could she do to be sorry for herself?

It was him who kept pestering her, wanting to get her.

What happened to her?

She said that someone likes her and cherishes her, but why did she make her so embarrassed, so helpless, and so pitifully collapsed on a bench in the park, what exactly did she go through, and why she refused to tell herself Woolen cloth?

Could it be that in her heart, she was really so untrustworthy?