The woman in the mirror has a ferocious expression and her face is unwilling to beg.

It was a long time before she adjusted her mood and stepped out of the bathroom.

Soon her steps stopped again.

Because there was a man standing opposite her.

Ling Wei narrowed her eyes. "Miss Lin, when did you come here?"

Zong Yanxi's originally clenched hands, loosened them bit by bit, smiled and said, "it's been a while."

Ling Wei's face changed.

Zong Yanxi smiled, "I'm kidding. No one will come to the bathroom without need. Why do you look so ugly?"

Ling Wei glanced at her lightly. Without speaking, he walked out sideways.

Zong Yanxi stood in place, and the corners of his lips gently aroused a cold radian.

It was Ling Wei who wanted to kill her.

This was something she never thought of.

She looked back at Ling Wei's back as she left, and her eyes became more and more fierce.

Some of the pain is only known to her.

She went into the bathroom. I looked at the hand washing table, the bright marble hand washing table, which could reflect the figure. My eyes slowly raised and looked at myself in the mirror. She was completely different. Her face was injured and could have recovered. But she chose to change her face.

She used to be blind and blind.

Now, she is a new herself. She wants to pay the price for those who deceive her, deceive her and harm her!

When she went out of the bathroom, she didn't go back to the party. Instead, she went to the door of the party, stood on the steps and sent a message to Gu Fei, [I'll wait for you at the door.]

Today's weather is very good. As soon as she looks up, she can see the stars in the sky. After watching it for a long time, her eyes are covered with a layer of water mist. "I heard that people will turn into a star in the sky when they die. Which one are you? Are you looking at me now? "

She was in the pain of losing her child. Her shoulders suddenly warmed and the familiar smell lingered. Her heart tightened suddenly. Turning around, she saw Jiang Mohan standing beside her.

"The weather in China is cold. Miss Lin take care of herself."

His temperature remained in his clothes. His breath, so familiar, she quickly adjusted her mood and said faintly, "President Jiang, are you concerned about me?"

"We have cooperation now. Miss Lin is ill and delays the process." Jiang Mohan is wearing a thin black shirt and a tie hanging meticulously in front of his chest. He is holding his trouser pocket with one hand and staring straight ahead. He looks proud.

"I thought Jiang always cared about me. Take the liberty to ask, why does President Jiang have to win the ring? To know its own value, it is not worth the price. "

Jiang Mohan turned to look at Zong Yanxi and was silent. "Miss Lin felt bold, so she shouldn't ask."

Then he stepped down the steps and walked towards the black car parked by the side of the road.

Zong Yanxi looked up and couldn't help laughing. Is he affectionate now?

"President Jiang." Zong Yanxi called him. She walked down the steps carefully on high heels, took off her suit and handed it to him“ I'm not used to using other people's things. "

Jiang Mohan reached out to pick it up. Zong Yanxi turned and saw Ling Wei coming out of the party. She deliberately pretended to twist her feet, "ah!"

Jiang Mohan subconsciously catches her. She hugs Jiang Mohan's neck and looks panic.

The distance is too close, the dress cloth on her body is thin, and he is only wearing a shirt. Such close contact, the kind of holding in his arms will make him feel warm and climb up quietly. He almost subconsciously clasped his arms.

"Yan Xi." He blurted out.

Zong Yanxi wanted to break away and saw the figure running over regardless of the image. She didn't move or even say a word. She pretended to be frightened and didn't return to God and snuggled in his arms.

She has changed her appearance, but she can't change her feeling. Her body won't change.

Jiang Mohan enjoyed the familiarity he had not seen for a long time and buried his face in her arms. He said hoarsely, "I miss you so much."

"Mo Han." Ling Wei's face is ugly.

Zong Yanxi looked at her anxious look, and a sneer was aroused at the corners of her lips, pretending to have just regained consciousness. Busy pushing him away.

Jiang Mohan was pushed off guard and took a step back. He was stunned for a short time and quickly returned to the cage rationally, "is Miss Lin okay?"

"Thank you, President Jiang. I'm fine. " She smiled.

Ling Wei looked at Jiang Mohan, "we should go back."

Jiang Mohan didn't answer. Looking at Zong Yanxi, his eyes became no longer so cold and a little more complicated. How could he produce that feeling for her?

"Mo Han..." Ling Wei saw that he looked wrong and reached out to touch him, but he waved away and turned away. At the moment, his heart was flustered. How could he behave like this to a woman he hadn't seen several times? The driver saw him come and quickly opened the rear door. He bent and sat in.

Ling Wei glanced at Zong Yanxi and warned, "stay away from our president Jiang."

Zong Yanxi hooked her lips and smiled, "is he yours?"

Ling Wei suddenly clenched her hand, "whether it's mine or not. You are not qualified. "

"As far as I know, Jiang Mohan doesn't like you?" Gu Fei, holding a box in his hand, walked slowly from the steps and continued to mend the knife. "As far as I know, Jiang Mohan's wife has been dead for a year. If you like you, why don't you marry you?"

Ling Wei bit her lip and glared at her with hatred. Gu Fei turned and walked towards the car.

"Are you okay?" Gu Fei looked at Zong Yanxi and asked.

She shook her head“ It's all right. "

"Let's go, too." He reached out to help her. When he touched her, he found that her arm was very cold. He took off his suit and coat and put it on her.

"Thank you." Zong Yanxi lowered her eyes.

"You're welcome with me." He thought for a moment or asked, "I saw your behavior just now. Why do you still have feelings for him?"

Zong Yanxi smiled, "what do you think?"

"I don't know. I don't understand feelings."

"Unless I'm crazy." She said firmly.

She will never have feelings for him again in her life.

"Will he kneel before you one day?" Gu Fei opened the door.

Zong Yanxi's footsteps, "I won't be soft hearted if he dies!"

"Remember what you said." Gu Fei gave her a thumbs up.

Zong Yanxi clapped his hand, "boring."

Gu Ying smiled and bent over to get on the bus.

On the other side, when Jiang Mohan returned to her residence, Ling Wei said, "I'll accompany you."

Jiang Mo Han said coldly, "No."

"Mo Han..."

"It's getting late. Go back." Then let the driver take her.

Ling Wei comes forward and wants to go in with Jiang Mohan. The driver pulls her. "Miss Ling, President Jiang said, let you go back. You'd better go back."

She was unwilling to stand in place until she couldn't see Jiang Mohan's back.

This is Jiang Mohan's residence this year. Since his divorce, he has not been to the home where he has lived with Zong Yanxi for three years.

After entering the house, he threw his coat on the sofa, went to the wine cabinet, took a bottle of wine, opened the lid, poured a glass, took the glass and sent it to his lips. He recalled his feeling of holding Lin Ruixi again.

That casual strange feeling lingers in my mind and can't go away.

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