The Revenge

After saying that, Di Shaoyan did not let go of Ji Linran. Instead, he worked hard once again, and used his entire hand to grab onto Ji Linran's soft hair, from gently kneading to sucking on her lips. Everything was under Di Shaoyan's control.

However, at this moment, Di Shaoyan did not see the tears that were streaming down Ji Linran's face …

So she was overthinking it.

"Pretending to be pitiful? You had the same expression on Long Qilin's bed? When I heard that you were taken away by him that day, did I feel grateful to you? Now that the Ji Clan is a dog that has lost its home, he might be able to help you out. "

Ji Linran took a deep breath and put on the clothes that were scattered on the ground.

She kept telling herself that this man was not the one she loved anymore. There was one thing he was right about. From now on, they would be even.

"I've given you a big present. At the latest this evening, the Ji shares will fall. Your older brother probably didn't sleep at all last night, so you should go back and visit him earlier, so that he won't be able to jump off the building. "

Ji Linran who was putting on her jacket suddenly stopped, her pale white face revealing a trace of a disdainful smile.

Her beauty was like a painting, so thin that it seemed like she would collapse very soon.

"Di Shaoyan, you don't need to worry about the Ji Clan. Not only are your character not as good as Little Shi's, even your skills are not as good as his! " After he finished speaking, Ji Linran heavily slammed the door, and forcefully held on as he left.

This time, she didn't have to hold back anymore and could cry however she wanted.

However... She didn't even have the strength to cry.

A white sports car stopped beside the commercial vehicle, and a figure got off the car, holding a bucket of gasoline.

"You sure are capable, to actually be able to drive your car to such a remote place, you don't even know when you're out of gas, how long will it take for Ye Jue to find a trailer? "Thank goodness I'm nearby, otherwise you would have to wait …"

Dugu Qianyun walked towards the commercial vehicle with a smile, but stopped when she saw the big and small potholes on the car door.

Di Shaoyan leaned on the carriage with an indifferent expression.

"Did the car door provoke you? Or … Is your fist itchy? " In this world, only she would dare to joke with him. This was what she was the most proud of.

Even when he finished, Di Shaoyan did not answer her question.