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off Fu Chen.

"Don't let go." Fu Chen hugged Jiang Nian's waist, buried his head in Jiang Nian's collarbone, and his deep and cold voice seemed a little muffled, "Nian Nian, even if you just use me as a substitute, it's okay to be angry with his tools, don't leave me again, okay?" ”

"Let's break it off, it was my fault that I used you to anger Fu Siyi before, let's let each other go, and we shouldn't know each other when we meet in the future." Jiang Nian even whispered a little when he heard Fu Chen's voice, and his heart was sour. She turned her head to look at the bush outside the car window, suppressed sadness, and her voice was cold and cold.

"Then what do you treat me for?" When Fu Chen heard Jiang Nian's words, the hand holding Jiang Nian's waist was a little harder, and the bodies of the two were close together. The eyes he looked at Jiang Nian were all red.

Jiang Nian knew that Fu Chen was angry, after all, the president of the Fu Group whispered down to be her spare tire and substitute, and as a tool for her to be angry, but she didn't want it, and even wanted to break it clean. Jiang Nian knew that she really provoked Fu Chen's bottom line.

"We are like this... Hmm..." Before Jiang Nian could finish speaking, he was gagged by Fu Chen.

The person who has always been ascetic and calm was red at this time, prying open her lips and teeth, attacking the city, with the same ruthlessness of venting, and with a strong determination to keep her.

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