Du Ziteng's forehead was covered with black lines. Except for the fact that he had fallen out of love with a girlfriend he had in college, he had never fallen out of love all the time. Now that women are coming for her, he should dump her.

On the other hand, Ling Zhixun, a well-known diamond king in Sijiu City, the trendy darling of fashion magazines, surrounded by many Yingying Yanyan, has never seen him dating anyone. He truly treats his first love as a goddess in his heart.

Although Liang Xingxing was thick-skinned, she couldn't resist Ling Zhixun's pressing gaze. She slowly raised her eyes, rolled her eyes in the direction of Ling Zhixun, and asked Ji Jinnian, "Dear, have you finished coding the manuscript? Let's go back, I

Want sleep."

Ji Jinnian nodded and drank the rest of the coffee. She took out her bag, stuffed her laptop into it, packed her things in a few moments, and stood up with Liang Xingxing.

Liang Xingxing is 1.67 meters tall. When he puts on his shoes, he becomes 1.7 meters tall. Ji Jinnian likes the way Liang Xingxing walks like a breeze, swaying his curly hair, a typical model style.

When passing by Ling Zhixun, Liang Xingxing paused for a moment, glanced at him, and then slowly walked out of Starbucks.

Ji Jinnian pushed up his glasses, surprised by the interaction between the two people, and quickly asked: "God Mary, what did I miss? In a short period of time, you had an affair with a handsome evil man!"

Liang Xingxing held his forehead and said somewhat helplessly: "That person seemed to have heard our chat and was laughing at me."

Ji Jinnian chuckled, "Oh, dear, I didn't say it just now, but your voice made me confused. I wonder if that evil handsome guy is hard."

Liang Xingxing smiled like a flower, with charming eyes, and said coquettishly: "Didn't you see that he wore eyeliner? A man who pays so much attention to appearance may be a gay. I don't think he can be hard..."

Damn it! A personal attack! Du Ziteng's eyes widened in shock, Ling Zhixun raised his eyebrows and spoke suddenly.

"How do you know if I can't get hard, do you want to try?"

A deep violin-like voice reached Liang Xingxing's ears. She paused, turned around, and saw a 1.87-meter-tall man standing tall and tall at the door of Starbucks, raising his eyebrows and looking slightly angry. She swallowed, and she covered her little head.

As expected, you can't talk behind someone's back, but you were actually heard!

"Uh...hahaha..."

Ji Jinnian smiled awkwardly and said, "Handsome, you must have misheard." He dragged Liang Xingxing to quicken his pace.

Ling Zhixun narrowed his eyes with arrogance, looked at Liang Xingxing's back, and said solemnly: "Liang Xingxing, I remember you."

Liang Xingxing, who had already distanced himself from Ling Zhixun, felt an inexplicable chill down his spine and trembled like a summer shudder.

Du Ziteng looked at the sisters' backs and said with a smile: "These two girls are quite interesting. They seem to be still studying. The school uniforms are from the Art Academy."

Ling Zhixun withdrew his gaze, took out his car keys, and walked straight towards the black Martin sports car parked under the shade of a tree. Du Ziteng quickly followed, got into the passenger seat, and quickly buckled his seat belt.

Ling Zhixun held the steering wheel, circled out of the green belt, stepped on the accelerator, and disappeared without a trace.

Liang Xingxing and Ji Jinnian were walking on the Champs Elysées. They had no time to see the Martin sports car clearly, and the remaining arrogant engine sound rumbled farther and farther away.
Chapter completed!