Feng Mengmeng exclaimed; "How is this possible!"
Cha Jiajia was very generous, and said sincerely: "Why not, I still want to thank you, if it weren't for you, how could I have done it so quickly—"
Pausing for a moment, Cai Jiajia raised her head shyly, and glanced at Long Yutian, her face was blushing.
"So fast, with Yutian—"
Faced with Cai Jiajia's vague words, Long Yutian just pursed his lips, neither denying nor affirming.
But that acquiescence seems to have proved and disclosed the relationship between them from the side.
Feng Mengmeng has been silently watching Cai Jiajia dancing, feeling bitter and self-deprecating.
This is the so-called right match, and this is the so-called world of difference.
Because of the six billion, Long Yutian commanded her with peace of mind, and she just enjoyed herself, and became addicted to being abused by him.
Because of the six billion, Cai Jiajia told her confidently, 'You don't need to find any reason to stay with the big boss', 'You can go—'.
In fact, Feng Mengmeng is very proud. She can proudly raise her head and tell them that I don't need anyone to recite this money for me, let alone become a bargaining chip in the transaction.
However, Long Yutian's acquiescence made her lose her courage again.
This is a game between the boss and the daughter, go or stay, no one has ever asked her opinion..
"Yutian, let's go! I'm starving—"
Cai Jiajia tugged at Long Yutian's wrist, and Long Yutian hummed, then held her arm, and without even looking at Feng Mengmeng for a moment, he walked directly from her side to the elevator.
The elevator door opens, closes—and drifts away.
As if she had stepped into his world—but he never ignored her thoughts—
Feng Mengmeng took out a few cards from his bag and handed them to Darlene: "This is Er Shao's secondary card, this is my salary card, and there is 30,000 yuan saved in it, please give it to Er Shao—" Tell him and Jiajia, I will pay back the debts I owe, and even if I pay back, my children and grandsons will not owe the Long family anything—"
Feng Mengmeng doesn't want to be traded - if he doesn't want to be waved, he will come, if he is called, he will go!
Even if she had to leave, even if she left, she still had to protect the last trace of her pride!
——
Ever since Long Yutian got into the elevator with Cai Jiajia, his hand had already been drawn from her waist.
Even the whole person has an unapproachable coldness.
Cai Jiajia wanted to try to hold his wrist as before, but when she saw the cold gaze of the man beside her, she shrank her hand again in fright.
"Yu Tian, are you unhappy?" She asked tentatively.
"Call me Second Young Master—"
This was the respectful title others gave him, and it mercilessly opened the distance between him and Cai Jiajia again.
After a pause, a look of fatigue flashed in Long Yutian's eyes: "Go back by yourself, Tianyu is quite busy recently, I may have to go abroad, if you have nothing to do, don't come to me—"
Cai Jiajia opened her mouth, wanting to ask him where he was going, and she wanted to go too, but seeing his displeased eyes, she closed her mouth obediently, and reluctantly left alone.
After seeing off Cai Jiajia, Long Yutian stood by the fence on the second floor, smoking a cigarette, and when he was about to leave, he saw Feng Mengmeng walking out of the elevator dejectedly.
The buried head and weak shoulders are full of sadness.