After staying in Rong Mansion for two days, Catherine considered the result.

"What did you say?!" In the study, looking at the woman standing in front of him, Christine raised the corners of her lips very wickedly. If he read it right just now, she said, don't go with him?

Catherine nodded, without much expression on her cold face.

Christine stood up abruptly, and the chair was lifted by his excessive force and fell to the side. He stared at her and walked towards her. Catherine frowned unconsciously, and subconsciously retreated.

"Stop!" With a low voice, Christine walked up to her in three steps at a time, grabbed her jaw with one hand, narrowed her long and narrow eyes dangerously, and a cold light flashed in the bottom of her eyes: "Don't follow me!" I go? So, where do you want to go?"

When she betrayed the US Emperor, she never thought about it, and betrayed with him without even thinking about it!

Now, it was just to take her back to the imperial capital, but after thinking about it for two days, she didn't want to go with him?

How ridiculous is that?

Even though he had already made up his mind that whether she chose to leave or not, he would definitely take her away.

However, seeing her say the words of rejection with my own eyes, my heart still tightened uncontrollably.

Is it retribution?

Christine wanted to laugh, but couldn't laugh at all. If this was her retribution, then he was happy to inform her that she succeeded!

He's so damn sick right now!

Compared to his raging anger, Catherine's expressionless face appeared so ruthless, her lips parted slightly, and she said silently: "Kristen, if this is your sympathy and pity, then let me tell you , I don’t need it. I, Catherine, am not pitiful enough to need your pity and sympathy! I won’t go with you. Well, America doesn’t matter, this is not my country after all.”

As she said that, she smiled silently, and a trace of sleepiness flashed in her eyes: "Isn't there an old saying in China called fallen leaves returning to their roots? People, after all, have to return to their hometown. And I am also tired of these lives. If I don’t go with you, I won’t stay in China, I will go back to England. There is my hometown, my country.”

Although she didn't want to admit it, Christine couldn't be deceiving herself. The heart suddenly constricted, and a dull pain spread through all limbs.

A chill came from the soles of the feet, penetrated the heart, and spread to the fingertips.

The slender fingertips grabbing her jaw were so cold that there was no warmth.

Just like his heart, it was extremely cold at the moment.

Deep in the bottom of the dark eyes, a wave of darkness surged, and the azure eyes that were looking at him looked so indifferent at this moment, turning a blind eye to all his heartache.

"Okay, very good, very good!" Laughing suddenly, Christine let go of her, with a cold expression on her face: "The fallen leaves return to their roots, and that is your hometown!"

Looking at the man who was a bit out of control, Catherine clenched her fingertips slightly, and the astringency spread in her heart, as if eating sour green fruit, which made her eyes warm.

Just when she thought their conversation was over, Christine suddenly pushed forward, pushed her back and pressed her against the wall, and the tip of her handsome nose touched her.

Looking at her, her thin crimson lips gently stroked her lips, and her tone was so wicked and cold: "Has anyone ever told you that there is an old saying in China that goes, marry a chicken and marry a dog and marry a dog?" ?”

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