He put his hand affectionately on Sikong Zeye's arm: "I don't mind at all."

Next, a few people walked out, and Sikong Haoran and Camille immediately became familiar with each other, speaking in French and laughing.

Sikong Zeye rarely spoke to him, and it was in French that she didn't understand.

For a moment, she was the only one, as if she were from another planet, severely isolated.

When we got to the hotel, the familiar Mai Ba He stayed.[

Two rows of bodyguards stood waiting.

Bai Yunshang saw Sikong Zeye opening the car door himself, letting Camille get in, and then getting in the car. Such a small move revealed how attentive he was to Camille.

In the past, he only did such small details to her.

She always thought that in his heart, she was unique and special.

I always thought that the seat next to him would always be occupied by only her.

But it has only been a year, has he fallen in love so quickly? He once said that he would leave with her, but he just said it casually, right?

In the Bentley RV, Bai Yunshang was leaning against the window glass, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was stunned.

She tried her best to keep her mind blank and not think about anything.

Because whenever she thinks of Sikong Zeye, she is so painful that she bursts into tears...

An incomprehensible grievance filled my chest.

She suddenly realized that she was selfish. She didn't want Sikong Zeye to marry another woman, she didn't want him to fall in love with another woman, and she didn't want him to forget her.

Even if she dies, she still wants to be remembered and loved.

It turns out that she is not as great as she thought, it turns out that she is so selfish.

How could she be so selfish?

Mercedes-Benz and Bentley keep pace.

Bai Yunshang's eyes were fixed on looking out the window. Even though it was covered with explosion-proof film, she couldn't see anything, but she wanted to take another look.

As if he heard her voice, the car window glass slowly lowered, revealing Sikong Zeye's resolute profile.

On a windy and snowy day, the air-conditioning poured in through the windowpane, causing his hair to fly wildly.

He didn't understand why he wanted to open the car window.[

Smoke curled up, and the cigar was stuck on the slender finger bones, leaning out of the window.

He suddenly turned his face and looked in the direction of the Bentley, but he couldn't see anything because it was covered with explosion-proof film.
Chapter completed!