Chapter 17 (2/2)

He saw the powdery scab on his back.

It's a wound.

It's not shallow.

Fu Xi's pupil was shrunk.

”Who did this?” he almost couldn't restrain his anger

The girl seemed to be startled by the visitor. Her hands shook, her buttons didn't buckle, and her shoulder strap slipped. She was encircled in her arms by the youth.

She was a little angry and covered the scenery of her chest, ”get out of here!”

The other side's body is stiff, but still close to her, fingers carefully next to the scar, soft tone, ”tell me, who hurt you here?”

”Go away!” Lin Lang's face was cold.

“…… Say it His voice almost squeezes through his teeth.

Lin Lang thought, you gave me this knife.

It's none of my business to stab to death.

Who told you that you are always bad at learning?

So she turned her eyes and eyebrows. ”It seems that Mr. Fu has forgotten so many things, and all the old things have been forgotten. At that time, Gu Quan just sent me back to my dormitory out of politeness, and you beat people indiscriminately. I tried to fight, and you pushed me to the ground

She said lightly, ”probably because the housekeeper's aunt didn't clean it up, there was a glass residue on the ground that didn't clean up, so I won the lottery.”

Fu Xi couldn't believe it. He opened his eyes and murmured, ”how could this be...””Why not? He also said that he liked me and wanted to protect me. As a result, it was you who hurt me first. ” Linglang mouth with satire, elbow bent up, suddenly a force, will still be lost to the people to knock down.

There was a puff in the back.

Well, the man is really abusive.

She buttoned up her bra slowly, picked up a new shirt and put it on. Fortunately, there was a burn ointment in her bag, and she smeared it on her skin a few times. It was much cooler.

”Next time I come in, please knock on the door in advance. I don't want to have anything to do with you. I don't want to have anything to do with you, Mr. ex boyfriend.”

She looked back with a smile, as bright as spring flowers.

”Can't let my future husband misunderstand.”

The panting in the room was a little louder.

The man forced himself to calm down, and a few deep sneers came out of his throat. ”Miss Ji can rest assured that I have no interest in the gold digger.”

”Is it? That's great. I can't stand peeping and losers. It seems that we have a good heart. Please go out and close the door. Thank you

The skill of poisonous tongue is full of skills, which makes people half dead.

Fu Xi's face was livid when he went out, as if he wanted to seek revenge.

Lin Lang doesn't think so. The job, the meal, the mood, the invitation from other departments, watching a movie and chatting are OK.

Han Shu has been chasing her very frequently recently, and often before he gets off work, he is waiting at the company's downstairs in his Sao Bao's car.

This rich childe plays romantic, every day under the rose rain, no girl can resist his strong attack. Thanks to him, as soon as Lin Lang went to work, she became the object of envy and jealousy.

Some people say she is a mistress.

Hehe.

It doesn't matter.

If others don't like you, there will be a thousand reasons to say bad things about you, but what does that mean? It's better to be happy.

Lin Lang is still wearing expensive dress to enter and leave the high-end party, which has won enough face for Han Shu.

And someone's face, day by day more gloomy.