The spring breeze is ten miles, it is better to miss you

Chapter 239 My Mr.
Those eyes used to look at Lisa contemptuously, now those eyes are red, looking at Lisa with hatred but begging.

The girl wasn't looking at Lisa, she was looking at Jiang Hui.

Knowing to see Lisa's face clearly, the girl thought of the cowardly and timid girl who was kicked out of her ex-boyfriend's house one morning.

An ugly and cowardly woman who lost to her by grabbing a man, a woman who didn't even say a word of resistance in the face of her humiliation, at this moment, she still looked as cowardly as a mouse, and would only nest in a man's arms to seek protection.

The feeling of being in the arms of a woman she hadn't yet snuggled, missing like crazy, possessed by a woman who had once lost to her, drove her crazy.

The girl couldn't stand such a scene, and frantically asked Jiang Hui one question after another, asking him why he treated her like this.

With an innocent face, Jiang Hui avoided answering her question, or said: "You have identified the wrong person, I don't know what you said.

I'm with Lisa every day and everyone knows that.

Today is the big day for me to propose to Lisa, no matter what your purpose is, you can't achieve it, because Lisa has already agreed to my proposal.

No matter who instigated it, please stop pretending to be crazy and trying to destroy our relationship. "

The girl thought she was going crazy, but Jiang Hui actually said he didn't know her, how could he not know her, he had spent so many romantic moments with her, and he had made such beautiful promises to her.

She began to hysterically accuse Jiang Huang of everything he had done, as well as deceiving and playing with her in front of everyone.

The colleagues were very surprised, and kindly reminded her: "You may really have mistaken the person, we see this gentleman driving a white trident to pick up Lisa every day.

Although he looks like a rich man, he is not at all extravagant enough to drive a Bugatti.

Does your boyfriend look like him?Can I see his picture? "

In this era where taking pictures is extremely convenient, if a girl says she doesn't have a picture of her boyfriend, what will happen?

Colleagues looked at her with psychotic eyes in an instant, as if they were saying the same thing - what a clumsy lie.

The girl was finally forced to cry, and she said sadly: "He doesn't like to take pictures! I respect him so I didn't take pictures!"

A colleague who was closer to Lisa immediately said: "Then your boyfriend is really not this gentleman. Lisa's social software updates their group photos every day. He also likes to take pictures, and he has a very good sense of camera."

Jiang Hui looked at the girl with an innocent face, completely harmless to humans and animals, his eyes did not show any emotion, he was just looking at a stranger with mental problems.

The girl cried and called Jiang Hui on her mobile phone, and the notification sound said that the other party had turned off the phone.

The girl suddenly found that she couldn't contact him. It turned out that she didn't even know where Jiang Hui's home was, what the name of the company was, how many people were in the family, and who were his parents, except for a phone call as a means of contact.

Turns out she didn't know anything about him.

The girl dropped the phone and began to pester her regardless. She cried and said, "You wouldn't treat me like this. You said you found me with great difficulty, and you will wait for me..."

Jiang Hui said helplessly: "If you continue to do this, I can only call the police. I feel that my personal safety is threatened, because your mental state really doesn't look good."

When the boy came out from overtime work, he saw a large group of people standing there. When he passed by, he took a look at what happened, and saw that his ex-girlfriend had already fallen to the ground crying, and she was still swearing in a very vulgar way. with this world.

The boy struggled for a while, and finally stepped forward to help the girl up. The girl saw the boy's face and said in a trance, "It's you, why is it you? The person I want to see is not you, so get out of here!" Get out! I never want to see you again!"

The boy was thinking about the two of them's past, and because he really had unrequited love for her, he endured the humiliation and helped her up without saying a word.

He knows the girl's character well, she is a stubborn and extreme person.

If she is allowed to cry like that and fall to the ground, she doesn't know when she will calm down. The cold floor is not good for her health. He wants to help her to the sofa area to take a rest.

Seeing that she was getting farther and farther away from Jiang Hui, the girl said very dissatisfied: "Let me go, let me go, don't touch me!"

The boy saw that he was two steps away from the sofa, as long as he put her on the sofa, he would leave.

As her ex-boyfriend, he did this because of his friendship with her. After all, the two have been apart and reunited for so many years, and they understand each other better than ordinary friends. He always felt that they could not be lovers, but they could still be friends. .

As a result, the girl suddenly raised her hand and slapped him sharply.

With a "slap", a loud slap exploded in front of everyone.

The girl cried: "I told you not to touch me! You idiot, don't you understand English? You lowly mixed-race bastard!"

The boy is a very good-tempered person and has never disobeyed any word she said.

The boy was slapped in the face, which was not serious, but she called him a "low-spirited half-breed", which had something to do with his background, and this was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Without hesitation, the boy slapped the girl back, causing half of her face to swell up.

His voice was still gentle, and he said calmly, "When you beat someone, you must be prepared to be beaten."

At that moment, the girl felt that the whole world was against her.

When her perfect lover reappeared, he said he didn't know her, and the King of Spare Tires, who was obedient to her, beat her up. She felt desperate for this world.

Jiang Hui had already left the office with Lisa in his arms, no matter what happened next, he didn't care, because he had already done the work of punishing him in his own way.

Just let that girl spend her whole life not knowing whether the person she fell in love with is a phantom or only exists in her imagination, and be tortured.

女神
After Jiang Hui accompanied Lisa to the United States, he appeared in her company in a grand manner.

Any company's tea room is a source of information for gossip, not to mention Jiang Hui is a person who doesn't know what a low-key person is. His appearance undoubtedly attracted the attention of many people.

Lisa has always been low-key, or she has been influenced by shoujo comics for too many years. The male protagonist she has seen since she was a child is either a domineering president or a school grass. There is a completely alienated feeling of watching the hero.

And she never felt that she was the heroine.

When Lisa walked to the door of the tea room and heard everyone discussing Jiang Hui, she still had the urge to go in and gossip with them.

As a result, everyone left in a hurry when they saw Lisa appearing, and Erkang's hand in her heart stretched out: "Hey, don't go, let's talk together."

Who would gossip about her with the client, crazy!
Just when almost everyone in the company knew that Lisa had a suitor from afar from China, who was an unforgettable gentleman, Jiang Hui also felt that it was time to show off his affection.

Lisa asked in confusion: "Why do you want to show your affection?"

Jiang Hui said with an expression of "you are still too naive", "Does that gentleman follow your Facebook?"

Lisa nodded and said, "I used to have it, but now I don't know it."

Lisa's fans have taken over her Facebook. There are so many people that she doesn't care who follows her and who unfollows her.

Jiang Hui said: "It doesn't matter, when everyone knows about the two of us, it's hard for him not to know."

both of us.

When Lisa heard this word, for some reason, she felt a little warm in her heart.

Jiang Hui took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her shoulders, and took a group photo of the two of them with the snowy city as the background.

Lisa's small face was mostly covered by the red plaid scarf, only her dark eyes were exposed.

Jiang Hui's black hair and black pupils are so eye-catching against the white city background.

He tilted his head towards Lisa, revealing his slender neck, and his deep black coat made his skin white as snow.

This photo looks exactly like the big bad wolf and his little white rabbit. His active and powerful movements exude an aura of certainty.

How much does Jiang Hui love his face?
Taking selfies is his daily routine. He takes [-] shots each time, and then carefully selects the most perfect angle, composition and light, and then releases them after editing. It is a perfect "photo deception".

But Lisa really doesn't like taking pictures, so she only took one group photo and didn't want to take another one.

Jiang Hui didn't have a choice, but thought this one was pretty enough, so Lisa asked Lisa to post it on Facebook.

Lisa said with some confusion: "But the people who follow my Facebook are not only my friends, but also my readers."

Jiang Hui looked puzzled: "So? What's the problem?"

"I never talk about my life on Facebook, let alone post photos."

"That's right, you tell your readers they'll be happy for you when you have me."

Although Lisa cares about her privacy very much, but Jiang Hui sacrificed so much to help her, it would be really bad for her to twitch, so she posted the photo on Facebook, and then she asked, "What should I say? ?”

Jiang Hui said casually: "Say you have a husband."

Lisa's face became hot. She didn't like the word "husband". After thinking about it for a while, she solemnly wrote "My husband".

Since then, Lisa has resumed her Facebook updates, but she is busy with company affairs during this period, so what she updates every day is only the watercolors she painted when she was in China.

As she sorts it out, she sends it out to share with readers.

Every painting reminds her of the days she spent with Jiang Hui in China.

She would write down some interesting stories during her travels, and those things were all related to Jiang Hui.

As a result, the words "my husband" appeared more and more on Lisa's Facebook.

(End of this chapter)