Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

He entered the club and, under the guidance of a well-trained etiquette lady, came to the western restaurant on the second floor. The light in the western restaurant was dim, but he saw her at a glance.

She came earlier than him, and sat in an inconspicuous corner, with her cheeks in her hands, her eyes as foggy as water, slightly drooping. With her goose yellow Chanel spring dress, she looks elegant and elegant, like a wonderful picture.

He unconsciously lowered his steps and walked to the table, as if for fear of disturbing such a beautiful picture. It's just that she was still alarmed. She raised her eyes and saw him coming. She gently put down her hand holding her cheek, stood up, smiled at him and said, "President Qi, you're coming. Please sit down."

"I'm sorry I'm late." Qi Aozhi looked at her, and her voice was full of magnetism.

Jiang Shiyu raised his hand to look at his watch, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then smiled: "just right, President Qi. Not a minute earlier, not a minute later. It seems that every step of your life is perfect

He recognized the irony in her tone, but he didn't think it was. No matter what she said, he felt that he was happy at the moment.

He pulled back his chair and sat down opposite her. Then he said with a smile, "I wanted to be early, but I can't help it. The meeting just ended. Next time I invite you, you can be half an hour late. It's a punishment for not being early today. "

She pursed her lips, then looked at him with great interest and said, "Mr. Qi, before our date today starts, you start to make an appointment for the next date. If you chase girls like this, it seems that no girl can escape from you. "

Qi Aozhi met her eyes, and the expression on her face was deep and serious. The banter just now had disappeared. I only heard him say word by word: "in my life, I have only chased one girl. It will not change before, now and in the future."

Jiang Shiyu looked at his serious expression, but he raised his head and laughed. Qi Aozhi frowned. Her smile hurt him a little. He could see that she was deliberately opening the distance between them. Such a beautiful face with cynicism had changed too much with the innocent girl in his memory. Such a change is the helplessness and pain after many wind sabres and frost sabres, and among these wind sabres and frost sabres, how many are the sins he planted.

He couldn't help holding her hand, looking deeply into her eyes and praying low: "don't wear a mask in front of me, okay?"

When she was stunned, her first reaction was to try his best to break away from him, but he did not allow her to escape. Instead, he held her more tightly: "I know, I miss a lot. I have no right to ask for forgiveness for the past. These years, you suffer, you do not say I can imagine. Give me a chance to make it up, will you

Her eyes gradually become cold, she looked at the man in front of her in such a hurry to atone. Can he really imagine her suffering? Can he really have the opportunity to make up for what he did before? She can bear all the sins and sufferings she has suffered. However, she could never forgive him for killing Mencius. Qi Aozhi, you murderer, do you know? All the meaning of my life is to avenge Mencius.