Madam, president loves you secrectly

"Also, I haven't eaten. I'm hungry."

"Junxiao, I, I... Have seen that car."

The movement of her holding his arm at the moment is really as familiar as it was in those years. What spreads in the air is the smell of the original man.

But the only difference is the natural moat separated by seven years and the promise that can no longer be said.

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Remember, at that time, she said, "brother Junxiao, I won't go home no matter how you rush me. I really won't go back this time. Unless you return to the music world again."

I still remember when her mother informed her that she was going to the United States, she said, "I don't want to go to the United States. I don't want to leave. I want to stay in Jiangcheng, because Jiangcheng has people I love and look forward to. I won't let go."

"I like the wind of Jiangcheng. Jiangcheng people. I was born in Jiangcheng and have left it for seven years. Therefore, I will not abandon it and go to a foreign country."

And at mu Yuchu's funeral, she cried and said, "Mu Yuchu, you really dare to die. I... I won't forgive you in my life."

I still remember that in the court where Zhou danruo was sentenced, she stood on the table of relatives and friends and scolded her loudly: "Zhou danruo, why did you do this? How much hatred and resentment did Yuchu and me have with you? Do you want to harm her like this? Do you harm me like this?"

At that time, Zhou danruo's answer was just a smile without words, and his eyes glanced in the direction of Jun Xiao.

I still remember those people's words: "can't these photos explain the problem? They really love each other and promise each other all their lives. They have been together when they were in the United States. If your grandfather didn't give such attractive conditions, and sissy took into account Yanchen's feelings, do you think you can be the son-in-law of the Song family?"

"Jun Xiao, to put it bluntly, at best, you are just a third party. Like your mother, you are bad people who destroy other people's families."

Memories filled his mind. Those hurt, hate, resentful and sad gathered in his brain bit by bit, like slides that would be played randomly.

Jun Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and felt sour. He felt that the light given by the sun in the sky was particularly dazzling. His skin was shouting about the heat, but it could not warm the frozen dust heart.

Song Manxi's voice continued in his ear: "I've seen, I know I've seen, no, I have to go back and check. This time, I'll never miss the chance to expose his true face, son of a bitch."

She is still holding Jun Xiao's hand tightly. Her voice of complaint has not slowed down because of Jun Xiao's presence. Instead, she is like an old friend who has been reunited for many years. There has been no estrangement, and she confides her voice unintentionally.

After the strength of the palm was suddenly pulled out, song Manxi later realized that he had been holding Jun Xiao's hand for a long time. He immediately felt very embarrassed. He quickly raised his eyes. At the same time, he said to him evasively: "yes... Sorry, I didn't mean to. Well, I'm fine. I'm fine. If you have something urgent, go first."

She tried to smile and pretend that she wasn't hurt. Today, somehow, she ran into brother Junxiao. She had planned to do it. She would never show up before grandpa Jun's birthday.