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Chapter 322 Won't Lose Our Love

"Snapped!"

Yelling in the last seven months, in a state of madness, a slap fell on her face.

The atmosphere was silent.

Everyone didn't dare to show their anger, and kept a mechanical posture. This woman is really desperate. If you stimulate Lord Ye Zun so much, I'm afraid it's someone else, and I'm afraid she will be shot to death.

"Enough is enough!"

There was a breath of pain in the bottom of the amber eyes, and he seemed to be trying his best to restrain the pain in his heart.

Qi Yue was stunned and panicked, and there was still a faint pain in her cheek.

"I want to see how deep your feelings for Nangong Han are, so throw her out!" After saying that, he turned around not to look at her.

The bodyguard didn't dare to stay any longer, so he threw Zuo Qiyue out.

Ye Zun opened the curtains, and the cold wind swept a few snowflakes and fell in. He put his hands behind his back and looked out of the dim window. He wanted to see if her love for Nangonghan could persist in this snowy weather. When will it be!
I'm afraid that if she can't find the ring in a while, she will be unbearably cold, so come in obediently and beg him for mercy.

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The last July was ruthlessly thrown outside the door, her buttocks hurt, she struggled to get up, and took a step forward, the cold wind hit her mercilessly, accompanied by flakes of snowflakes, she shivered from the cold, limping and turning Go to the window on the left.

She remembered that Ye Zun threw the ring out of this window, and looked at the ground, where there was no shadow of the ring in the white snow.

"...Ring, Han, I will not lose the ring you gave me."

Facing the bewildered air, she felt a little lost. She squatted down, and through the faint street lights, she scraped through the snow and searched carefully.

Her fingers were so cold that they were swollen and red, but she still couldn't find the ring. She sat down on the snowdrift and looked up at the sky. Blow in the wind.

Stretching out her hand slowly, a small crystal snowflake fell on her palm, which looked transparent, and slowly, it melted.

Looking at the gradually melting snow, her eyes became extremely desolate.

The lost love, the wandering fate, like this gorgeous snow, is so beautiful that it makes people feel cold...

The cold wind blew by, and the coldest July hugged her body, curled up her body, and squatted against the wall, her jet-black hair was covered with crystal white snow, and a few pieces of white snow stayed on her bright red lips. eyelashes, covering a few flakes of snow.

"It turns out that the little match girl is really cold." She murmured into the cold air.

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By the window, Ye Zun kept his standing posture all the time, counting the passage of time in his heart, but he couldn't wait for her to come in to beg for mercy, and his tightly closed thin lips showed incomparable anger.

——She is really stubborn!

The air was quiet, and none of his sensible subordinates dared to disturb him, for fear of stepping on a landmine.

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The snow is falling, the beauty of ice blue...

Flowers wither, I shed hot tears...

I really want to sleep peacefully, who can coax me to sleep?lend me a quilt...

Cold, to numb, to unconscious, limbs were frozen into a thin layer of ice, thirsty...

The broken branches made a creaking sound, snowflakes scattered all over the ground, and a shining ray of light drifted past and rolled not far from her.

"... quit..."

The cold made her unable to make a sound. She wanted to fly over to pick up the love that belonged to her, but found that she was too cold to move.

The diamond ring was shining brightly, it was very dazzling in this silent night, the memories came like a tsunami, walking hand in hand with Nangong Han on the seashore, snuggling up to watch the sunset, raising his head, a casual smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)