The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1208 The most important thing to be a man is...

As she spoke, Ning Xianya's complexion darkened, and her voice also dropped.

This is what all swans understand.

It took her half her life to understand.

She choked for a moment, and said softly: "I hope you and Jun Ting are like swans. If you choose each other's partner, you will never change again, and you will never be separated for the rest of your life."

Yan Zhixin looked up at her.

Until this moment, she really felt her apology.

She has been pampered and pampered for half her life, her skin is well maintained, and the years seem to have left no traces.

But those eyes were already full of vicissitudes.

Yan Zhixin suddenly felt that all kinds of emotions such as dissatisfaction, jealousy, and anger towards her in the past suddenly lost their meaning.

She let out a breath and raised her smiling face: "Thank you, Mom."

Ning Xianya's eyes lit up, and she quickly responded, "Hey!"

His voice was almost trembling with excitement.

Yan Zhixin: "..."

However, the two still had nothing to talk about.

Only this time, it wasn't as embarrassing as before.

Ning Xianya looked sideways out of the window, glanced at Zhu Liyuan inadvertently, and suddenly asked, "My mother...cough, does Julie still live here?"

Yan Zhixin nodded: "Yes."

Ning Xianya felt a little complicated when she thought of Julie.

After she and Mo Mingcheng got married, no matter where they went, they would be surrounded by stars.

Only Julie didn't give her a good face.

After she married Mo Mingcheng, the people who supported her in the past showed the malice and disdain they had concealed before, and she realized that there was nothing wrong with Julie.

She is too stupid.

It took her more than 20 years to realize that the reason why she didn't like Julie was because she lived too confidently and willfully, living a wonderful life that she couldn't even imagine.

Julie didn't feel sorry for her.

she...

Ning Xianya gripped the coffee cup tightly.

She really didn't have the courage to go to Julie Court to accept Julie's ridicule, she sighed softly, and said to Yan Zhixin: "If you meet her, please help me say sorry to her, okay?"

Yan Zhixin looked at her, the corners of her lips curved slightly: "Not good."

Ning Xianya choked up, Yan Zhixin said again: "Why didn't you tell her personally?"

Ning Xianya shook her head with a wry smile: "I..."

Want to explain, but don't know where to start.

Just don't talk about it.

After drinking coffee, the two said goodbye calmly.

Yan Zhixin ran to find her grandparents like a bird out of the cage, while Ning Xianya walked slowly along the path in front of the coffee shop, thinking slowly.

Suddenly, feeling a gaze on her, she raised her head subconsciously, and saw a tall figure walking across from the flowers.

Julie!

Julie was dressed especially for her age, with a short skirt and boots, making her legs long and straight. Inside her upper body was a custom-made cashmere sweater, and outside was a long double-faced woolen coat. Her long chestnut hair was hanging down, making her sexy and charming.

At a glance, she looks younger than her.

Ning Xianya was thinking about Julie just now, when she suddenly saw the client, as if she had done something wrong and was caught on the spot, her face turned red and then pale.

Julie gave a "tsk", but didn't make fun of her: "It's okay?"

Ning Xianya nodded, but she couldn't come out with the words of apology.

Julie thought she was still sad about the divorce, so she curled her lips: "I wanted to tell you that everything will pass. After thinking about it, let's forget it."

Ning Xianya looked up in astonishment, and she smiled and said, "Who isn't lonely? The most important thing in life is to make yourself happy."

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