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

Maybe, it's really impossible for her to be friends with Huo Ziming...

No matter how hard you try, it's useless...

Perhaps, this is her fate.

She didn't want to stay longer, so she walked out after class.

Tell Lao Cai to take her home...

However, Lao Cai's car broke down on the road.

Originally, Situ's luxury car was unlikely to have such a problem. It was probably because Situ Chenjue had been in a coma a while ago, and the drivers had neglected maintenance.

Jasmine was alone, and it was very cold outside, so she had no choice but to go back to the classroom.

Everyone was gone except her.

Inside the classroom, it was empty.

The sky slowly turned gray.

The wind is getting colder.

She huddled alone in her seat.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was so pitiful. Why did she have to suffer so much?

It's just because she likes Huo Ziming, but why should she like him?

Yes, he is handsome, polite, elegant, but why?

There are not no boys with these conditions in City A, but many.

Dad also told her that it doesn't matter what kind of boy she likes. According to Situ's family background, any boy she likes will not be rejected.

But why did she like Huo Ziming?

He is so venomous and cold, he can't hear other people's explanations at all, and he can't accept other people's kindness. Such a boy, why do I pay attention to him and like him?

Jasmine is so distressed...

Could she not like Huo Ziming? If she liked Huo Ziming, she might be much happier.

but……

She was thinking and thinking, and suddenly felt something touched her arm. When she saw it, she couldn't help the tears rolling in her eyes.

It turned out to be nothing but the love pudding she had made.

The pudding she crushed.

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After all, it was something she worked so hard to make. She didn't want to throw it away, so she put it in the drawer. After Huo Ziming said that, she completely forgot about it.

Now touch it, take it out and have a look, the pudding is really ugly.

Flat, like a lump of mud.

However, it still seems to have a creamy aroma.

Jasmine's tears finally flowed down unscrupulously...

She thought of how hard she had worked to make this pudding, how she was so smoky that she was about to shed tears, and how she failed again and again. Fortunately, Auntie Xiaoyu was by her side to encourage her, and she also remembered how Huo Ziming looked at him coldly. I even hit myself...

The more she thought about it, the more her heart ached.

What is all this for...

Tears flowed on the pudding, and the pudding seemed to be crying too.

Jasmine was so hard-hearted, he didn't want it anyway, so let's eat what I worked so hard for!

She grabbed the pudding, took out the prepared spoon, and took a bite!

Before it was delivered to his mouth, he suddenly heard a faint voice in his ears: "Don't finish eating by yourself, didn't you say you gave it to me?"

Jasmine was completely stunned.

Putting down the spoon in a daze, in tears, I saw a familiar figure, wearing a white shirt and slacks, standing in front of me.

Is it Huo Ziming? ...

But, didn't Huo Ziming go home early?

It must be my hallucination...

Jasmine's tears flowed even more fiercely.