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illusion for the first day. 。...but for several days in a row... 。But whenever Ning Shu looked over, the gaze would disappear. 。He sometimes stops and deliberately walks into a nearby store. 。Even...No ads!

Xie Wenqiu pressed her lips together, holding them in a tight line.

His forehead was creased with veins, and his voice was heavy as he said, "Ning Shu, I don't like this kind of joke. Where are you now"

Ning Shu was carrying her luggage, looking at the hustle and bustle of cars around her.

For a moment, he was lost in thought. All he could think about was getting out of there, escaping that place. He didn't want Xie Wenqiu to... bring him back. He didn't want to be caught looking disheveled again.

At this moment, he didn't even know where to go.

Ningshu held her ID card in her hand and said softly, "I took off the ring and put it in the drawer. It's going back to its rightful owner." She lowered her head for a long time before saying, "Xie Wenqiu, I wish you a happy hundred years together..."

After he finished saying that, he hung up the phone.

Ignore the incessantly ringing phone.

On the other end, Xie Wenqiu kept dialing the young man's number. He wanted to ask Ning Shu what that sentence meant, what did "a hundred years of harmony" mean

As soon as Xie Wenqiu thought about Ning Shu wanting a divorce from him, he almost went crazy.

He just wants to bring the person back and punish them severely. waist... Compared to men, it's not that detailed, right I just stopped looking at my teammate next to me, expressionless, and turned his face back. 。The tall guy spread his legs apart, and his eyelid...