She laughed and stood there for a while, unable to move.
What does this mean?
Could it be that she really fell in love with Han Murphy? Falling in love with someone who wants to take revenge on her?
She didn't know how long it had been before the cold air in the morning made her sneeze uncontrollably.
Taking a step forward, she said to herself: Su Xiaoxiao, even if there is no hatred between you and Han Murphy, you can't get together!
He is a high-ranking financial tycoon, and you are just an ordinary female college student!
Now that there is hatred between you, you should not think about him even more.
You should wish that he would never come to you and be with him forever...
When she returned to the dormitory downstairs, she suddenly realized that the corners of her eyes were blurred by tears, and there was nothing but coldness and emptiness in her body.
Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, she arranged her messy hair, tried hard to force herself to smile, and faced everything with a smile.
Just then, the cell phone in her pocket rang. She took it out and saw the word [Warcraft] displayed on the screen.
It's 6 o'clock in the morning, and Han Murphy is not cuddling with his new wife in bed, so why is he calling her?
After hesitating for a long time, she timidly pressed the answer button and said, "Hello."
"It's me." Han Murphy's voice was low and cold, making her tremble like the cold wind in December.
"You come to the hotel now." Han Feifei continued on by himself, completely ignoring that she didn't answer the phone at all.
"Why are you like this? Why do you order me?" She was annoyed.
"Why? Why? I am your master."
Huh?! This guy is awesome. Before she agreed, he declared himself the master?
"You're too shameless. If it's nothing important, I'll give up." She was in no mood to tangle with Han Murphy, and she didn't want to be his slave.
"You're so promising, how dare you reject me?" The voice on the other end of the phone became increasingly gloomy, like a devil crawling out of hell.
If he hadn't caught a glimpse of two girls walking by, Xiaoxiao would have wanted to curse: "I just dare to reject you, what about it?"
"Have you forgotten that conversation we had in Hong Kong?"
"Yes! Forgot! I have amnesia. I can't remember what happened yesterday!"
"Haha, your excuse is too bad. Try another one that is more credible."
Xiaoxiao bit her lower lip, squeezed the phone in her hand, and said deliberately and confidently: "Mr. Han, I don't think it is necessary for me to make such a sacrifice. Please be noble and forget about me, and live your life well."