Gao Yafei originally lived a happy life, and has a lot of love and love.
Since getting entangled with this woman, she seemed to be upper body by the broom star.
There is no one thing that goes well, and the people are still rebelling against their relatives.
In the end, there was no news.
Zuo Qingxuan even wondered if she was still alive?
Not only Gao Yafei, but also herself.
Her career is gone, her love is gone, her reputation is gone, her current situation is compared with Gao Yafei, and she can say who is better.
Zuo Qingxuan smiled bitterly, why is fate so cruel to her.
Why does Mo Luan's broom star live so well?
why?
She is not reconciled.
Zuo Qingxuan covered her face with her hands, and the pain and resentment in her heart drowned her sanity a little bit.
No way.
She let go abruptly, her sullen eyes falling to the floor.
Mo Luan, I would rather die with you than let you live safely.
You wait for me!
At night, An Jinze didn't know what dream he had, and the next day he was flustered.
When eating breakfast, he also seemed a little absent-minded.
Zuo Qingxuan gave him a fried dumpling.
An Jinze glanced at her and said, "Qingxuan, have you contacted Gao Yafei?"
"No," she said casually. "Perhaps she has been secretly assassinated."
An Jinze's face changed slightly, "You... don't talk nonsense, how can you say such things casually."
"I didn't talk nonsense." Zuo Qingxuan sipped his breakfast, still seeming carelessly, "Maybe the next one is me, after all, besides Gao Yafei, Mo Luan is afraid it is me who wants to get rid of the most."
Her attitude made An Jinze feel uneasy. His eyes were deep and he said, "Don't talk nonsense, Mo Luan is not like that."
"Heh." Zuo Qingxuan smiled lightly, did not refute, just said, "Let's eat."
An Jinze took a deep look at her and said, "Qingxuan, I promised to take care of you forever. This promise will never change."
Zuo Qingxuan raised her eyes and looked at him with beautiful eyes with eyeliner.
An Jinze continued: "I will take good care of you, you can continue to be a model, so, forget the past, okay?"
Zuo Qingxuan smiled softly, but her eyes were cold, "You can't forget why you want me to forget? Besides, you just regret it, and I, my life was ruined by her."
An Jinze said: "Qingxuan, be more sober, what you said has nothing to do with Mo Luan, it is not her fault. I know exactly what happened in the art museum, and no one will say that it is Mo Luan when I read it. You should understand."
He had spoken tactfully enough, but to Zuo Qingxuan, his words seemed to slap her face fiercely with a fierce irony.
She put down her chopsticks, "It's not her fault that I deserve it?"
"I'm not……"
Zuo Qingxuan interrupted him: "Did I say that she deliberately led me into your letter? Before that, I didn't know her identity, I didn't know that L was her, and I was very happily discussing with the teacher, hoping to have a chance to pass away. Learn from her."
"But the facts gave me a slap in the face." Zuo Qingxuan's eyes were flushed, "You stand from my perspective and think about it. Can you still remain calm when you know the truth?"
An Jinze said: "Since you care about your work so much, why do you keep fighting against her? You tell the truth, isn't everything caused by your jealousy?"