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"What do you mean? It's a watch. I choose it by thousands! You are a bastard. You don't know what's wrong? Song Tingchen, you did something wrong. Why don't you have any regrets! " Qin Youle turned angrily and didn't bother to pay attention to the bastard.

"You come back!" Song Tingchen took a long leg and stepped in front of Qin Youle.

Qin Youle raised his head and looked at him. His red lips raised a sarcastic arc: "what? Haven't been scolded enough? I still know I did something wrong and am ready to apologize to me. "

Song Tingchen looks at Qin Youle and thinks of her and Qiao Qianyou in the jewelry store. Even if it's not a diamond ring this time, it may be the next time.

When he thought of this, the veins in his forehead jumped.

He will never tolerate Qin Youle marrying others.

"You and your boyfriend break up right away." With an overbearing command tone and an inexplicable sentence, Qin Youle was stunned when he heard song Tingchen's words, and suddenly smiled: "song Tingchen, what's wrong with you? Why did I break up with my boyfriend? Why did you let me break up with my boyfriend? "

"Because you are my woman!" Song Tingchen's cold eyes were full of possessiveness. He stared at Qin Youle.

Qin Youle gave song Tingchen a white look: "if the name is not right, the words are not right. It is never possible between us. Give up!"

She turned to leave, but song Tingchen grabbed her wrist: "why is it impossible? Because your father objected. "

"Yes!" Qin Youle grabbed song Tingchen's hand and tried to pull his hand out of his big hand, but song Tingchen grabbed it and said nothing. Even if he had only one hand, Qin Youle could not fight a man's strength.

"You let go of me!" Physically, it's just a quarrel.

Qin Youle looked at Song Tingchen like a fried lion: "song Tingchen, I tell you. I won't break up with my boyfriend. "

"Where is he better than me?" Song Tingchen stared into Qin Youle's eyes.

Qin Youle bit his lip: "just because he can get my father's approval, you can't!"

Song Tingchen sneered: "is it my own reason that I can't get your father's approval? You know it has nothing to do with me. "

"Enough, it's all life! I'll never be with you. Give up! " Qin Youle pulls her wrist out of song Tingchen's hand. She turns around to go back to her room.

But before she returned to the house, she heard the sound of slamming the door at the door. Song Tingchen slammed the door angrily.

Qin Youle closed her eyes, lowered her head and walked into her room. Her eyes were sad and helpless.

The next morning.

When song Tingchen opened the door and came back, he looked at Qin Youle's door and stopped for a while. He went forward and knocked gently on the door.

After a few taps, there was no response.

Song Tingchen's heart tightened and pushed open the door with one hand. The room was clean and the bed was flat. His heart suddenly panicked.

be gone?

Song Tingchen turned and walked out. He just came to the living room, but he heard the door ring. Qin Youle came in with big and small bags of supermarket bags.

Her eyes flashed across song Tingchen's face, looked at him and said in a deep voice, "are you willing to come back? Where did you go last night? You are a man with a disabled right hand. How can you be so capable that you don't go home at night. "

When song Tingchen saw her coming back, the tight frown between her eyebrows suddenly loosened. He looked at her lips and outlined a beautiful arc: "who is disabled, I'm just a fracture, and I'm about to get better."

Song Tingchen watched Qin Youle put big and small bags into the refrigerator. He sat on the sofa and secretly put them in his left hand. Play with the box in your hand.