May I love you for the rest of my life

Chapter 550 The Bell at Twelve O'Clock (10)

It wasn't until her cell phone rang that she rolled her eyes stiffly and slowly, and looked at the screen of the cell phone. It was a call from Shi Che.

She raised her eyes, the sun outside the window warmed the earth, and a few rays of sunlight shot into the room and shone on her body, which was warm, but her heart had already fallen into the abyss of darkness. No light.

The phone rang for a while before she stretched out her hand and slowly picked up the phone, but halfway through, her hand was stopped, she raised her eyes, and Bai Yixuan was standing in front of her.

He was also with her. He didn't close his eyes all night, his eyes were bloodshot, his lips still had scum rising, and he looked a little more depressed. His hand firmly held Ling Chuxia's slender wrist, and his voice Very heavy, "Xia Xia, you still want to be Shi Che's secretary? Don't go, as I said, I don't need this cooperation project."

Ling Chuxia didn't break free from Bai Yixuan's hand, nor did she look at him, her eyes were blank and out of focus, her dry lips moved, her voice was low and hoarse, "I know. Brother Xuan, I'm not all for you , I, for myself."

"Xia Xia..."

"For myself, I also want to last the last three days. I want my sister to know that I am not lying, that I can let go of Shi Che. Before, I promised this ten-day agreement. I really didn't have any extravagant expectations, just It's just to...give myself a complete end. So...Brother Xuan, don't stop me."

After a pause, her voice became hoarse, "Please."

Bai Yixuan's heart was throbbing, he understood Ling Chuxia's stubbornness, but he didn't want to see Ling Chuxia suffer such grievances again, but...at this moment, looking at Chuxia like this, he couldn't be tough .

The expression in his eyes was complicated and changed several times. In the end, he could only sigh deeply, but the hand holding Ling Chuxia's wrist did not let go, but directly pulled her up forcefully.

Ling Chuxia raised his eyes and looked at him. Bai Yixuan smiled helplessly, "You can't go to see Shi Che like this, can you? Go take a bath first, and I'll put ice cubes on your eyes when you come out. Look at your swollen eyes, like a rabbit."

Ling Chuxia bent her lips, smiled faintly, and said in a low voice, "Thank you Brother Xuan, and what happened last night...I'm sorry, I took advantage of you."

Bai Yixuan stretched out his hand, and patted Ling Chuxia on the head directly, "Whether you want to use it or not, I'm your brother Xuan, you can use it however you want, huh?"

Ling Chuxia moved her mouth, thousands of words, but still can only be transformed into those two words, "Thank you."
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When Ling Chuxia arrived at the hotel, she was already late for more than an hour. She walked to the door of the room, took a deep breath, suppressed all her expressions, and then reached out and knocked on the door.

There are three more days, and in these three days, she will take back all her little joys and joys, and become that conscientious secretary, and there is nothing else besides this.

The door of the room opened quickly, and Shi Che's tall figure was standing there. Before she could speak, Ling Chuxia opened her mouth first, with an extremely indifferent and respectful voice, "Mr. Shi, I'm sorry, I'm late today. You apologize."

Such a sentence made Shi Che's black eyes suddenly sink. After these days, she no longer has the respect she had on the first day, but kept calling him Shi Che, why today...is she so indifferent all of a sudden?
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