Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home

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Subsequently, Xu Jiamu's hands were placed on the armrests on both sides of the chair, trapping Song Xiangsi in his arms, lowering his head slightly, staring at her eyes: "Acacia, can you please don't do this, we'll say yes Words, will it work?"

In the past, why did Xu Jiamu talk to Song Xiangsi in this tone?

In the past, Xu Jiamu, when Song Xiangsi was arrogant, would only be more angry and angry.

But now, he is talking to her in such a good tone.

What does he mean...can't he want to be with her...

Song Xiangsi just thought of this, and a trace of sarcasm appeared in the bottom of her heart. Why did she always keep teaching this way?

At first she was soft-hearted to him again and again, in exchange for him breaking up the engagement and getting engaged to others.

It is because I have hoped too many times, so in the end it will be so desperate.

So please, Song Xiangsi, don’t be so restless. Your return to China this time is not to start with Xu Jiamu, but to your father. When your father is well ill, you will return to the United States. Life is good, although occasionally I think he is sad, but it is very calm, don't let yourself be hurt again and again...

Song Xiangsi shook his hand hard, and then smiled casually at Xu Jiamu: "Mr. Xu, what do you mean, do you want to resurrect me? If I remember correctly, three Years ago, you told me personally that there is no longer any relationship between you and me!"

"So, Mr. Xu, I think there is really nothing to say between us. After all, I am not yours, and you are no longer mys."

Xu Jiamu grasped the hand on the armrests on both sides of the chair, and because of the force, the joints protruded and a blue-white color appeared.

"Oh, it's not right." Song Xiangsi seemed to see nothing about the man at all, and chuckled again: "Three years ago, I wasn't yours, nor were you mys, between us, but just In one transaction, there is no difference between the two goods.

"In your heart, have you always thought this way?" Xu Jiamu asked breathlessly, holding his breath.

"Otherwise?" Song Xiangsi asked absently, then raised his head and looked into Xu Jiamu's eyes: "Otherwise, how could I take your child away..."

Before Song Xiangsi's words were finished, Xu Jiamu turned his head suddenly, his breathing became a little quick, and his face was full of anger.

When Song Xiangsi thought he would be as angry as three years ago, Xu Jiamu suddenly released the armrest of the chair, the person took a step back, and then turned around, staring out the window, his tone was very pale Say: "Let's go, about the contract, just let your agent talk."

Song Xiangsi sat on the chair for a while with a cold face, and then stood up without a word, carrying his bag and walking towards the door of the box.

Xu Jiamu stood there without moving, until Song Xiangsi's door-closing sounded, his body shivered slightly.

The shutter was pushed back again, and the voice of Song Xiangsi's agent came: "Mr. Xu, the contract..."

"I'll arrange someone to send you the contract back." Xu Jiamu didn't wait for Song Xiangsi's agent to finish his speech, and then threw a word.

"Okay." Song Xiangsi's agent responded and said another sentence: "Then Mr. Xu, goodbye."