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She didn't want Bo Jingchen to know about her affair with Huo Yannian, not because she felt guilty.

Even at the beginning, she had no intention of hiding it from this man. If he had the intention to investigate, he would know that she did not come out of Huo Yannian's room that night.

However, the person in front of her was so confident that she felt that she would never accept anyone other than him.

The big hand holding her wrist was burning.

As if to remind her, how terrible it is for an inexplicable person like Bo Jingchen to go crazy.

Before the engagement was successfully terminated, she didn't want to anger him anymore because of these unknown things and cause trouble in her life.

"Bo Jingchen! Look clearly, I am not Su Ran."

Xia Mu suppressed the violent heartbeat in her chest.

She heard her pretending to be calm voice, but it was still a little trembling due to anxiety.

It seems that Su Ran's name is too useful.

When Xia Mu finished speaking, Bo Jingchen stopped in place while tugging on her collar.

But soon, he reacted again and gradually moved closer to her.

His big hands clasped her neck, forcing her to keep raising her eyes to meet his eyes.

She watched helplessly as this face, which had appeared in her dreams countless times, approached her.

The distance was so close that the tip of his nose was almost touching the tip of her nose.

Even though she has completely given up on the person in front of her.

But the breath of mint that gradually invaded her nasal cavity was still overbearing and strong, pulling her memories back to the past days and nights.

Xia Mu held her breath, and just about to use up her last bit of reason, she pushed away Bo Jingchen, whose eyes became increasingly gloomy.

There was no time to wait for her to make a move.

This time, Bo Jingchen sneered first and said, "Do you think that if I send you home once, you will have the confidence to challenge me?"

The pleasant and hoarse male voice turned into the sharpest blade, piercing her heart fiercely.

A short sentence is enough to make people fall from the warmth of spring into the depths of winter that will never be restored.

"Bo Jingchen, if you act like this, you will make me think that you are really in love with me and don't want to break off the engagement with me." Xia Mu's fingertips subconsciously tightened, but the corners of her lips curved into an imperceptible arc of ridicule.

Bo Jingchen has always been like this, even though he doesn't love her, he doesn't allow her to betray him.

Unfortunately, she is now tired of playing this game called the Abandoned Cat Effect.

Her smile completely angered the man in front of her.

The big hand that restrained her movements suddenly let go.

"Stop the car, make a U-turn, and go to Miss Su's house." Bo Jingchen's voice returned to its usual coldness, as if the mood swings at that moment had never happened.

The car stopped on the side of the road.

Xia Mu didn't hesitate, opened the car door and walked out.

The night wind blew in, and Bo Jingchen smelled the bitter orange aroma that was blown away by the wind and disappeared the moment the car door closed.

He stared at her back without looking back, waiting for her to look back.

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