"Hey, why did our great designer condescend to come here?"

The door opened, and when Pei Chengyou saw Joanne standing at the door, dressed in white casual clothes, with slightly curly short hair, and a bit of charm in her playfulness, she spoke wickedly, but her tone was full of alienated ridicule.

"Pei, don't you even miss me?"

Joanne had imagined countless reunion scenes. Hugs and kisses were all in her fantasies. But when that day finally came and she was greeted by Pei Chengyou's carelessness, she felt an uncontrollable and severe pain in her heart.

Unable to help it, out of habit, her slender fingers touched her chest.

At the press conference at noon, he left without saying goodbye. She finally found out where he lived, but what she heard was such words. It made her heart not hurt!

"Why, does it still hurt? Last month, your personal doctor made it very clear that your heart is no different from ordinary people."

Pei Chengyou smiled half-heartedly, his bright peach blossom eyes full of impatience and sarcasm. He never expected that someone as beautiful as him would be forced to be tied to a woman.

"Pei, do you hate me so much? Do you have to treat me like this? The engagement between us was something you personally promised to God, and I didn't force you!"

Joanne looked at the man in front of her who was so familiar to her, who had occupied her heart since she was sixteen, and whom she had been in love with for a full eleven years. She only felt the bitterness in her heart becoming more and more layer by layer.

Apart from the engagement, what could have caused the man in front of her to change from being gentle and considerate towards her to the cold and heartless person he is today?

Could it be that he knew...

No, impossible!

Joanne comforted herself in her heart and forced a concession smile, "Pei, why don't you invite me in and sit down?"

"Annier, it's really funny. Which of your ears heard that I agreed? I didn't refute at the time, I just didn't want God to hate Jiuquan! If you come today, then I will tell you that there will never be a wedding. From now on

, we... each walk on our own bridge!"

There was a deep pain in Pei Chengyou's eyes, he raised his eyebrows quietly, and spoke coldly and firmly.

What?

Joanne felt countless fireworks flashing through her mind, but they were all bubbles of disillusionment. Her body staggered unbearably, and her watery eyes under her long eyelashes suddenly overflowed with weak tears, "No, Pei..."

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Chapter completed!