Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

Her self-esteem and pride in a little bit of disintegration, this man, she can't love, once she naive thought, so she dodged the head office, but it turned out that no matter how she dodged, it was futile. He is a Tathagata Buddha, and no matter how she struggles, she can't find the little monkey in the palm of his hand.

With a bitter smile, she licked her dry mouth and said in a dumb voice, "as long as you can leave here immediately, you can take me anywhere you want."

He was satisfied with the smile, hugged her shoulder: "I like so obedient you, OK, come with me."

Looking at Qi ao's evil smile, Lin Yiwan can't help shivering. Next, what kind of method will he come up with to torture himself?

Qi Aozhi pulls Lin Yiwan into his car quickly. He sat in the driver's seat, and started the car, at the same time, he squinted at the women around him with the residual light from the corner of his eyes.

At this time, her face was unusually red because of anger and excitement. Her eyes drooped, not looking at him, not looking at other places, it seems that everything in the world has nothing to do with her.

He's a little annoyed at her. Is it so hard to be with him? He held the steering wheel with one hand and took out a key from the bag of his windbreaker with the other.

He threw the key, but it fell into her white palm. She seemed to be awakened as quickly raised her head, a pair of black and white eyes finally turned to him: "what is this?"

"The key to my apartment. Later, you'll move here." His dark eyes were fixed on him, and the tone of his speech was unquestionable.

She slowly closed her five fingers. The exquisite key had been firmly held in the palm of her hand. The edge of the key rubbed her delicate skin, and a sharp pain came from her fingers to the bottom of her heart.

She didn't speak, just closed her eyes and leaned her head against the back of the chair, surrounded by a bone deep boredom and frustration. Since then, her identity is an invisible mistress, which is the life given to her by the man she has loved for so many years.

Her eyes were so sore that she struggled with her tears. She didn't want to leave a tear in front of the man at this time.

However, tears still overflow from the corner of her closed eyes. She did not face, turned her head to the direction of the window, quietly raised her hand, stubborn wipe wet face. However, the tears are more and more.

Qi Aozhi looked at her coldly and hummed: "Lin Yiwan, don't show me such a hole. I'm looking for a lover, not a grumpy wife. If you want your father to have a better life, don't put on such a bad look in front of me. "

Her face was whiter. But, a second later, she raised her head and took a deep breath, as if to swallow all the tears.

When she turned and faced him again. The eyes just soaked with tears looked darker than ever. She said to him word by word: "don't worry, I won't leave a tear in front of you in the future."

After that, she ignored him again, just turned her head and focused on the fast retreating street view outside the window. Her heart hazy across a man's gentle figure. She once promised to give him and herself a chance. Now it's like a great irony to think about it again.