When it was time to get off work, Zhou Ting opened the door and came in.

She held a big box in her hand, and said with a smile, "Xiaojue, this is a Christmas present from me, do you like it?"

Huang Xiaojue opened the box, and there were thirty scarves inside.

He said slowly, "Zhou Ting, why did you give me so many scarves?"

She made a grimace: "Xiao Jue, you mustn't be angry if you tell me."

"what happened?"

"Because I really found myself falling in love with you."

"!!!"

"I hope you have traces of me all over you. I'm very selfish and I can't tolerate the slightest indifference from the man I love. So, Xiaojue, I burned your scarf..."

"..."

"Your mother gave it to me. She said that the cashmere plaid scarf you always wear was given to you by Yan Xixi back then. This morning, she took me to your apartment and found this scarf. We I burned this scarf on the spot...Xiaojue, I came here to apologize to you, these thirty scarves, you can change one every day, no matter what style you like, you can have any style..."

Burned!

She burned his scarf!

This woman, why is she?

At this moment, in the depths of my heart, it was as if I was looking at a terrifying female devil.

Huang Xiaojue stared at her flowery smile, and suddenly thought of Mrs. Ma Kang Min in Jin Yong's works.Kang Min was very poor when she was a girl. When she saw the little girl next door had a new dress, she was very jealous, so she sneaked in and cut the new dress of the neighbor girl into pieces with scissors; Without looking at her more, he tried every means to kill Qiao Feng.

At this time, there was such a smiling face in front of her, no one could deny that Zhou Ting was indeed a very beautiful woman, her temperament, demeanor, and appearance were all top-notch.

However, the viciousness in her eyes is really chilling.

But her voice was extremely charming, she hugged his waist, and said sweetly, "Xiaojue, are you angry?? Don't be angry, okay? People are just jealous...Really, I am very jealous Yan Xixi... I'm jealous that you've loved her for so many years, I'm jealous that you still use her scarf... I can't let her live in your heart for a long time... Xiaojue, it's just because I love you..."

Huang Xiaojue patted her and smiled faintly: "It's okay, it's okay. There are so many scarves, enough for me to use for a lifetime."

Zhou Ting was overjoyed: "Is it true that you will never change again?"

He laughed it off, his expression strangely calm.

When Zhou Ting returned home, it was already late at night.

Zhou's mother was still in the study, and when she heard her daughter came back, she went downstairs immediately.

Zhou Ting slumped on the sofa, Madam Zhou frowned: "Huang Xiaojue sent you back?"

She sneered: "Don't mention it, I really hate that bitch Yan Xixi to death. I can't feel at ease even if she doesn't die."

Mrs. Zhou's tone immediately became serious: "Ting'er, you must not mess around again. Huang Xiaojue has just taken office successfully, and your father's plan is gradually unfolding. If you make any trouble at this time, there will undoubtedly be another problem .”

"What are you afraid of? I think it's better to do it in the United States. The United States is not necessarily a paradise, and you can legally own guns. School shootings are not uncommon. Just make a gimmick to kill Yan Xixi..."

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