I don't want a second-hand man: my wife turns over

"Did you really see it yourself?"

Seeing Gao Ce's face, Feng Ting was slightly nervous, but she still nodded and opened her lips: "Mmm>

"policy>

Feng Ting clenched her fingers, and a desolate look flashed in her eyes.

Dodging Gao Ce's eyes, he looked at an inexplicable place outside the car window. [

He deliberately lowered his voice.

It sounds like a melancholy song.

"Ce, I once, thought, if Li Huanxuan died, you would be mine, right?"

"I also thought, since you don't care about any women, then don't care about any of them at all."

"Now>

"Not to love is not to love, to love is to love>

"How can those things be solved by occupation?"

Gao Ce's fingers slightly curved into an arc.

His expression has begun to faintly become impatient.

Seeing such an expression, Feng Ting could only smile faintly.

Such a smile, full of helplessness and sadness.

"Ce, won't you be angry if I don't tell you this secret? Won't you be sad?"

"Or, Ce, you may still sink into the dream you wove and never wake up?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Gao Ce's voice was flat, revealing a bit of coldness.

She glanced at Feng Ting sideways, and then said: "It's already arrived>

"I'm going back."

When he finished speaking, the car door opened automatically.

Feng Ting glanced at Gao Ce, but walked on anyway. [

Then, Gao Ce drove away without stopping.

Looking at Gao Ce's back, Feng Ting's heart sank little by little.

Go back to the high house.

Madam Gao sat there.

With a gentle smile on his face, he looked at Feng Ting and said, "How is it? How is the matter going? Did he believe that child, Ah Ce?"

Feng Ting shook her head: "I don't know, I don't know whether he believes it or not, but that drug gave him a big blow!"