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Ever since they broke up with each other that day, she was able to face him more calmly.

But why was he panicking again? Was it because he saw the woman he loved so much?

It was like being splashed with cold water in the middle of winter, which immediately extinguished Nan Chenyu's anger. He finally regained his composure and looked at her calmly. "How did you know?

"Guess." Meng Wanhua said lightly, looking away and looking at the pot of spider plant on the windowsill. With such care, who would not guess it.

"Guessed?" Nan Chenyu raised his beautiful eyebrows. Could it be so obvious that people would guess? This woman, Hui Zhilanxin, can't be described enough.

"She loves pear flowers, likes to be quiet and concise, has a simple and kind personality, is gentle and innocent, but..." Her tone was flat, as if she was reading out everything she guessed from a script. However, Luochen didn't love him.

For some reason, she could feel that Luochen was not in love with him. If Luochen loved him, he wouldn't be in so much pain and would even find a substitute to comfort himself.

"That's enough, don't be so smart as to peek into my heart and think you know everything." Nan Chenyu roared, his voice so deep that it felt like he was weighing a lot of gold. His amber eyes trembled slightly, why did she know?

.Why are you tearing everything apart again and cruelly placing it in front of yourself so indifferently?

"I don't want to know you, and I'm not interested in spying on you. I'm just telling the truth. Why should I dwell on the past? Is it comfortable to make yourself suffer, or should you atone for your sins?" Meng Wanhua's words became more and more sharp, word by word.

, as if a sharp sword was sinking into Nan Chenyu's heart inch by inch, making him feel panic and retreat at a loss.

"Meng Wanhua...why. why do you want to appear in front of me!" It disrupted my peaceful world and disrupted my mind! Nan Chenyu grabbed Meng Wanhua's shoulders and pressed her onto the desk.

On the desk, all the pens, inks, papers and inkstones fell to the ground due to Nan Chenyu's rude movements, and the painting he had just started hanging on the edge of the desk, rippling in pieces.

"Do you think I want to appear in front of you? If you love her so much, why did you agree to the marriage?" Meng Wanhua looked at him calmly without fear of his actions. I was afraid that she had really aroused his anger.

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"Does it have anything to do with you whether I love her or not, or are you jealous?" Nan Chenyu leaned over, his face just a few feet away from hers, and he could feel their intertwined breaths. His eyes became clearer,

But it's getting deeper and deeper, and I can't see the bottom.

[Jueyan: Happy New Year, dears. Belated blessings. And I would like to say sorry, I haven’t updated since yesterday. Yesterday was the last day, I was very busy, and there was a dinner party with colleagues in the evening, so I couldn’t catch up. I went out today.
Chapter completed!