นักเขียน: Joe Mai เครื่องแปลภาษา
How long had it been since she had heard such a slightly hoarse voice A few days, a few months, or a few years?
Such a voice seemed to have once come from the mouth of a devil called Dongfang Mo. However, at that time, his voice was not only hoarse but also old.
The low and hoarse voice tugged at her nerves almost instantly. At the same time, it also tugged at the most painful memories in the depths of her heart... ...
Yan Ru stood there in a daze. No, more accurately speaking, she stood in the arms of this man in a daze. She raised her head slightly and looked at Nian ren in front of her. For a moment, she actually did not know how to answer this question of his.. Or what kind of reaction should she make?
The Earth seemed to have stopped spinning. Even the surrounding sounds had disappeared in an instant. The only place that she could still feel was deep in her heart. At that moment, her heart, which had not completely died yet, was still thumping.
She used to think that five years of time could make her forget about them together
She used to think that five years of busyness could erase everything in the past
She used to think that she had long cultivated to become an immortal and lived in an illusory happy family every day. Not only could she deceive the eyes of others, but she could also deceive her own heart.
She used to think that everything in the past would vanish like smoke, disappearing without a trace with the passage of time
She used to think that the pain and heartache she experienced five years ago would not appear in front of her eyes because she was already dead and reborn. Now, her name was Yan ru.
However, only at this moment did Yan ru realize that her thoughts were wrong, and it was a little too wrong.
What was rebirth after death She had never died, so how could she be reborn?
When she met the devil again, when the suffocating pain came from the deepest corner of her heart, everything in the past appeared clearly in her mind again.
It turned out that the past and painful experiences from five years ago were not illusory. They had always been real and real. In her life force, they had never disappeared. It was just that she deliberately chose to forget them.
No, she had never forgotten them. It was just that she did not want to remember them.
"Yan Ru, " Nan Ke's shout came from the exhibition hall. "Yan Ru, where are you? The host is asking you to speak. "
Nanke's voice woke Yan ru up from her reverie and pulled her back from her reverie.
She quickly regained her rationality and clear mind. Then, she reached out her hands to push away the man who was controlling her body.
"Sir, can you please let go of me? " Yan Ru's voice was calm and steady Her cold gaze landed on Dongfang Mo's face. "although France is a romantic country and Paris is a romantic city, Yan ru is honored to be embraced by this man so warmly. However, now that Yan ru has to go to work, can we contact each other after Yan ru finishes her work? "
"I'll contact you after you're done with your work? " Dongfang Mo seemed to have heard a funny joke He looked down at the woman in his arms. "If you wanted to contact me, why did you wait five years? Why didn't you contact me five years ago? "
Yan Ru was slightly stunned, but she still said indifferently, "sir, I don't know what you're talking about. We just met and we didn't know each other before, so how could I contact you? Isn't your joke a little too humorous? "
นักเขียน: Joe Mai เครื่องแปลภาษา
"You don't know him? " Dongfang Mo raised an eyebrow as a mocking smile tugged at the corner of his lips He looked at the woman in his arms and said, "Xi Muru, I advise you not to use such an old-fashioned method to avoid reality. Since you've been caught by me, listen to me obediently. If you think that acting crazy and acting stupid will help you in any way, then continue acting crazy and acting stupid. I don't mind watching your ability to act crazy and act stupid, but it's far inferior to your painting skills. "
Yan Ru almost vomited blood when she heard this. This d * Mn Dongfang Mo, he really had always maintained his true colors. Five years had passed, and he still hadn't changed at all. He was still as cold and domineering as ever He was still as brutal and domineering as ever.
However, Dongfang Mo definitely didn't know that he had remained where he was for the past five years. However, she had changed a long time ago. She was no longer the Xi Muru from five years ago, and she was no longer the Xi Muru that he could easily control.
Hence, she stared coldly at the man who had already carried her and walked downstairs With a cold and distant expression, she said, "five years ago? " Oh, I remember now. We did know each other five years ago, but I'm sorry, you still have the wrong person. My Name is Xi Muxue, not Xi Muru. Five years ago, I was supposed to marry you, but then my sister, Xi Muru, married you, so she is your wife, and I...". "... "..."
Dongfang Mo carried the woman in his arms down the stairs, followed by a few bodyguards in black. Along the way, he was still ordering the bodyguards to do things. He did not pay attention to the words of the woman in his arms, or to be more precise.. He did not want to listen to her long-winded words at all.
Dongfang Mo was a person who had decided on a certain fact and followed his own wishes. He had never liked to talk too much, so the words that Xi Muru kept saying were nonsense to him And nonsense did not need to be listened to. It could be completely ignored. He treated it as a sparrow that kept chirping non-stop.
Yan Ru saw that Dongfang Mo did not respond and almost died from anger Hence, she could not help but raise her voice by a few decibels and shouted, "Young Master Dongfang, My name is no longer Xi Muxue. My name is Yan ru? I'm a painter. If you like my paintings, then I'm very happy. Of course, young Master Dongfang is a rich man, so you definitely don't need Yan ru to give you a discount. However, Yan Ru will definitely gift another painting to Young Master Dongfang... ... ..."
Xi Yan ru had been talking the entire time because she hoped that Dongfang Mo would be a little more rational and not mistake her for Xi Yan Ru. This was because the former Xi Muru had long been replaced by someone else.
Unfortunately, very soon, yan ru realized that everything she had just said was said and heard by herself. or it could be said that she had heard it in the air, but Dongfang Mo, this F * Cking Man, probably did not listen Because he did not respond to her at all.
This d * Mn Dongfang Mo, the F * Cking Dongfang Mo, not only did he not respond to her, he did not even look at her. He just carried her horizontally and walked forward, as if he was carrying a parcel He did not treat her as a person who had thoughts and thoughts at all.
She was so angry that she wanted to use all her strength to break free from his embrace. However, she soon realized that her struggle was futile. Moreover, Dongfang Mo's arms were like iron pincers, and she could not struggle at all.
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