Chapter 77 (1/2)

Can you beat a big boxer up in the challenge arena? Is this kind of woman gentle?

Bo Xingzhi secretly feigned in his heart. On second thought, Ruan Su always likes to cook with people. It is estimated that she is clever and lovely in front of Mrs. Xie. She won't win Mrs. Xie's favor until she doesn't fight or rob!

Didn't she deceive herself by her four-year disguise?

Ruan Su picked up the teacup, took a sip, raised her eyes and saw that Bo Xingzhi's tall posture was still pestling here. She was not surprised, ”don't you chase?”

”No!”

The man suddenly got up, took her and left the table.

”Aunt, I'll borrow Ruan Su for three minutes.”

Ruan Su's wrist was grabbed by a man. She felt some pain. The man was very strong, and her wrist was sore.

He seems angry?

Ruan Su was almost dragged out of the room by a man.

The door of the bathroom was slammed shut, and the man was so angry that he lost his mind temporarily.

”Ruan Su, explain! I want your explanation.”

Sister? Master Su?

Men don't want to bear it anymore.

Ruan Su looked at him quietly. The man was very angry.

”Bo Xingzhi, you have never asked me what is the relationship between me and master su. What's more, do you blame me if I am master Su?”

Ruan Su leaned against the wall and her beautiful face was cold.

The man pressed his palm on the back of her neck and said in a cold voice, ”are you blaming me? Blame me for not paying much attention to you? Don't know you enough?”

Ruan Su looked at him inexplicably, ”Bo Xingzhi, I don't mean that. Why do I need you to pay attention to me?”

”Ruan Su, what else are you hiding from me?” Bo Xingzhi's voice was like hell Shura.

The big palm on the woman's back neck suddenly tightened, ”don't let me guess you again.”

”Did I let you guess? You like to play this game. You are the one who takes the initiative to find master Su, and you are the one who asks to see Master su.” Ruan Su twisted her neck. The man's big palm made her very uncomfortable.

”Bo Xingzhi, Mrs. Xie is still waiting for me. You'd better - um...”

The lips were suddenly blocked.

Mrs. Xie was a little worried. When Ruan Su chased out, she saw them coming towards the bathroom.

When she came to the bathroom door, she suddenly heard Ruan Su's abnormal voice.

She came here and naturally understood what the sound was

She's a little confused.

What is this? Bo Xingzhi and Ruan Su? After a careful aftertaste, it seems that ah Zhi's attitude towards Xiao Su is indeed somewhat unusual.

She also watched Bo Xingzhi grow up. She knew Bo Xingzhi's cold nature very well. She had never seen him pay so much attention to anyone or anything.

I just heard that ah Zhi is married?

Is Xiao su

Mrs. Xie is extremely contradictory.

The light in the bathroom was dim. Ruan Su's chair was on the wall and his face was crimson.

The man was jealous, ”how many people are there in your heart? Jiang Xinyu, the twins, now there is another Mrs. Xie. They are all more familiar than me and you...”

The jealousy in his heart was almost crazy.

He is human, he is not God.

His wife, who has slept for four years, is the most familiar stranger.

This taste is just like lingchi.

Ruan Su interrupted him, ”Bo Xingzhi, after four years of marriage, I never confess everything about me to you because I don't think it's necessary. You and I know each other about your marriage. You don't love me, and I don't love you. And you've never explored anything about me. You don't care about my family, my hobbies, my life. Just need me to wait honestly At home, it's enough to wait for you to come back. So, you're only here now and say you don't know me. Isn't it a little ridiculous? ”

”What we know about each other is the body. Besides, there is nothing.” Ruan Su said, without looking at the cold and tall man, opened the door and turned away.

When she returned to the original Tianzi room, the waiter at the door whispered, ”Miss Ruan, Mrs. Xie has left just now. Let me tell you.”

”I see.” Ruan Su nodded and opened the door to enter.

Bo Xingzhi stood in the bathroom for a long time and never left.

His heart is empty... It seems that cold wind keeps pouring in, blowing, cold

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