Good Morning Her Royal Highness

"So please, don't get entangled with me anymore, Mr. Jiang, please respect yourself!"

Xia Xin seemed to be gritting her teeth, and said these words fiercely, her eyes were a little red, and her body was still trembling.

Jiang Sijue's expression changed rapidly, almost as if he was about to explode. He stepped forward and firmly pressed Xia Xin's shoulder, tightening his fingers a little bit, countless murderous intentions and a strong chill flashed across his eyes, "What did you say...?"

"Be brave, say it again! Jiang Xiaxin!"

Jiang Sijue looked at Xia Xin, gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to crush Xia Xin, "Jiang Xiaxin...you want to marry Luo Yanmo...?"

very good!

One is his brother who was born and died, and the other is his beloved woman!

Gu Nian was also shocked by Xia Xin's words just now. He stood there with his mouth wide open, unable to utter a word.

Xia Xin tried her best to stabilize her emotions and make herself look calmer. She straightened her body, took the overcoat hurriedly delivered by the waiter, put it on, and straightened her clothes, even though she was completely useless in front of everyone. The image was not bad, but she still held back the tears that were about to fall, then took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and after a few seconds, opened her eyes again to look at Jiang Sijue, without any ripples in her eyes, Looking at him, he felt alienated like a stranger, "Then Mr. Jiang, I hope that the next time we meet, I won't give me such a bad impression. Gu Nian is looking forward to it."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left proudly, the high-heeled shoes stepped on the floor and made a "da da da" sound, crisp and decisive, as if he was stepping on Jiang Sijue's heart, every time he stepped on it made him feel sad.

Then that figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

Xia Xin got into the car, took out her key, stepped on the gas pedal, and drove off without caring that Gu Nian hadn't gotten into the car yet.

She is proud... yes, she has always been proud, like a princess.

Proud of her, how could she endure such grievances...?

On the road, Xia Xin speeded up the car to the highest speed, and drove along the way, finally stopped in the suburbs far away from the urban area, she turned off the car, then lowered her head, laying her head on the steering wheel, the tears finally couldn't stop, The big ones slipped down.

The vision in front of her was blurred, and her mind was left blank.

Jiang Sijue... She thought of a thousand scenarios of meeting him again, but reality gave her the thousand and one ending.

This... embarrassing encounter.

It stimulated her nerves again and again, forcing her to think of the humiliation he gave her.

Jiang Sijue... If this is the way you tortured me, then I can only say that you win and I lose.

Lost in a mess...

Because I, Jiang Xiaxin, have never forgotten you, Jiang Sijue, from beginning to end...

For a moment, not at all.

Why would I be so lowly, being hurt by you again and again, but still getting close to you again and again, like a moth flying into a flame, it is obviously untouchable hotness, but I still hope to get this warmth...

Xia Xin shook her thin shoulders, but she never noticed the approach of a tall figure behind her.

Until the black shadow appeared under the light inside the car, Xia Xin's body froze.

There was a familiar big hand on his head, and he rubbed his hair steadily. It was as cold as five years ago, but with a little tenderness that could not be noticed by others.

"Girl, don't cry."