Chatper 1712 (1/2)

"It was you who hurt me with Chunyu Zhenzhen because I once loved you." Shisan stared at him with the same anger in his tone, "If you really loved me, I was taken away by Chunyu Zhenzhen at that time, why didn't you Find me. If you really love me, why did you release the news of your marriage? If you really love me, how can you allow those bastards from Chunyu's family to invade me! Cheng Luo, put away your sad sincerity, you can't even lie to yourself, so don't You want to lie to me, understand?"

"You... that's how you miss me?" Cheng Luo was very angry, but Shisan's words reminded him that there were some things that he didn't do well.

"Of course, if I don't think of you this way, what else should I think? Mr. Cheng Luo, I don't love you anymore, please let go, and you will like this tone of voice?" Shisan smiled, and that elegant smile was a bit eye-catching. , made Cheng Luo's heart ache.

He felt as if a hand was holding his heart tightly at this moment, not giving him a chance to breathe.

"Thirteen!" Cheng Luo called out the name, "You wait!"

After three words, Cheng Luo suddenly turned around and left.

He is in a mess now, he is afraid that he will really hurt Shisan and regret it in the end.

There are not so many people who regret taking medicine, and there is no turning back when they start their bows. He hated it just now, but now he is afraid.

I am afraid that Shisan will face him with that smile, that is not Shisan, not the Shisan he loves, nor the state that they should have.

"He's gone." Thirteen heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and hugged Duanmucheng, "I'm sorry, I have troubled you."

"It's okay, I understand!" Duanmucheng put his arms around Shisan's waist, staring sideways at Cheng Luo's sports car.

Tonight he heard Shisan's hatred for Cheng Luo clearly, and he also knew that the deeper the hatred, the deeper the love.

It seems that he should give up Thirteen, but he can't do it. He likes Thirteen and wants to have Thirteen.

Especially now that they had reached this point, he didn't want to give up.

In the car, Cheng Luo lit a cigarette and stepped on the gas pedal irritably. He was galloping on the road just to calm himself down. However, this state not only did not make him quiet, but increased his irritability.

Every word of Thirteen hit his heart, he thought of those words.