nning, felt a familiar scent. His whole body trembled, "I... I killed someone" 。Wang Qiang, who had just been thrown away by Fu Mo Han, hit his head against the wall and fainted. 。He had a spring kni...Ji Yun Ting leaned lazily against the door frame, wearing a loose patient gown, looking just like a handsome young man stepped out of a manga. Standing before him was Su Han, petite and adorable.
The scene, which should have been quite beautiful, was instead filled with a heavy and tense atmosphere between the two people.
"You lost because of your gender." He said lazily, looking at Su Han.
Gender
Su Han was slightly taken aback, her eyes widening suddenly.
He opened his mouth dryly, and after a while, he found his voice, "You like men"
Ji Yun Ting nodded and didn't hide it, "Yes, I like men."
"Impossible, how could this be, how did you..." Su Han shook his head in disbelief and took a step back.
"I don't need to lie to you, you're good, but I can't fall in love with you." He had already said this much, so Ji Yun Ting might as well say it all.
"Who"
"I can't tell you that, but I did come back because of him."
Because it's him, it's him, not her!
It turns out, she lost from the very beginning!
Su Han retreated step by step, shaking her head. If she hadn't believed Lin Jinran's words just now, after hearing Ji Yun Ting's confession with her own ears, she would find it even harder to accept.
She always thought she could move Ji Yun Ting, that he could see her. Now thinking about it, it's really laughable and pathetic!
"I, hate you, hate you!"
After saying that, she turned and strode away down the corridor.
Ji Yun Ting silently watched her disappear, letting out a sigh. He hoped this time Su Han could truly let go.
Rolls-Royce's lush interior was bathed in the golden light of the setting sun as Lin glanced out the window at the rapidly retreating scenery. As they passed a high-end boutique, she suddenly remembered that she needed to see Ji Yun Ting, and there was something else too, but unfortunately, Su Han's appearance had caused her to forget it.
Well, I'll just wait until Ji Yun Ting gets out of the hospital. There are still a few days left until Lin Ruochu's birthday, so it should be enough time.
"Madam, there might be an accident ahead, causing a traffic jam. We'll have to wait." The driver's voice came over, informing her of that.
Lin Jinyan looked out the car window and saw a traffic jam ahead. A long line of cars stretched as far as the eye could see, with no end in sight.
He opened the window and Lin Jinran, bored out of his mind, looked at the scenery outside. They had just stopped in front of a high-end store.
This shop seems to be having some sort of event, with lots of people coming and going. There are couples, families, and even elderly people.
Looking at those people who leisurely frittered away time, she helplessly raised her lips.
As I was about to look away, a figure suddenly entered my sight, and my pupils contracted instantly.
Lin stood there, dumbfounded, watching the two figures walk into the shop. The man's back was tall and straight, while the woman's was slender and graceful.
She wasn't looking at the back view, but rather she had just seen the man's profile. If she wasn't mistaken, that person was Mu Shaochen!
Thinking back to what Ji Yun Ting had said, Mu Shao Chen was back and had even held a reunion for his classmates. She hadn't gone and hadn't asked about it, nor had anyone told her.
Is that really Mu Shaochen Who is the woman beside him, is she his girlfriend
Lin Jinran averted his gaze, a bitter smile tugging at his lips. It was normal for his girlfriend to have other relationships; after all, he was going to get married anyway. Besides, from the back, that woman looked like a beauty too.
The Rolls-Royce started slowly, inching forward and pulling away from the shop.
Lin Jinran closed the window and her eyes, silent as if asleep.
After returning to the Fu residence, Zhang's sister told her that the young master had also left and wouldn't be back for dinner in the evening.
Lin Jinran nodded carelessly, went upstairs, and her phone rang. She took it out, and it was another anonymous text message with the same few words.
This time, Lin Jinyan didn't delete it. After silently looking at it for a few times, Congbai's white fingers pressed on the keyboard and replied: Who are youl anything special about it. She leaned closer and sniffed it, a faint mint scent mixed with an indescribable floral fragrance, refreshing and comfortable. 。Smelling the scent on my wrist, I seemed t...