"How can there be anything specifically for yourself to find a love rival." Mo Shuangning sighed and shook his head, looking at Bai Xuesheng's eyes as if he was looking at a fool, "You, you are just too simple to be taken by a woman like Luo Nanchu." If you had been scheming at the beginning, Fu Tingyuan would not have ignored you. In the past three years, too, Fu Tingyuan finally thought that Luo Nanchu was dead, why didn't you cook the raw rice into rice? ”

For his friend's stubbornness in love, Mo Shuangning is very resentful.

"It's good now," Mo Shuangning continued, "Luo Nanchu is back again. What do you say you should do? I'm really anxious. ”

Bai Xuesheng only smiled faintly, not worried about being anxious, she lowered her head and took a sip of red wine, and said softly: "I think it's good now." Ning, don't worry about me. She took Mo Shuangning's hand and pulled her to the cafeteria, "Shall we have something to eat?" I've heard that this Michelin is best known for its cakes, so let's try them together. ”

Mo Shuangling turned his head and looked back.

On the other side of the garden, Luo Nanchu had already walked in front of Fu Tingyuan, the light was too dim over there, she couldn't see the expressions on their faces clearly, but she could also feel that the atmosphere over there was very good.

Stupid Xue Sheng, where did she deliberately increase the chances of her rival, she has never been in love all these years, and every time she comes to London, she gives Fu Tingyuan a gift, what is it for? She liked him so much, she guarded him carefully, and she didn't even dare to confess to him for fear that Fu Tingyuan would be embarrassed.

She felt that Bai Xuesheng was really stupid.

How could there be such a stupid fool as Bai Xuesheng.

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There are not many people in the garden.

Those who stay in the garden generally come out to breathe.

Luo Nanchu walked over and walked behind Fu Tingyuan, then patted him on the shoulder and said hello: "Hi." ”

Fu Tingyuan turned around, and his gaze fell on Luo Nanchu's face.

He seemed to be stunned for a moment, it seemed to be very normal, he pinched the cigarette in his hand, he looked at her and said softly, "Why are you here." ”

Luo Nanchu handed over the gift that he had personally wrapped in his hand: "Here you go." ”

Fu Tingyuan took it and looked at the palm-sized gift box in his palm, because it was a big red satin flower tied up, it looked a little naïve. It's very much in line with Luo Nanchu's taste......

"What's that?"

"It's not a valuable goodie."

Fu Tingyuan was noncommittal and opened the gift in front of Luo Nanchu.

Finally, the gift box was opened and the lotus-shaped crystal cufflinks inside were removed.

It's really not a good thing, maybe it's worth a few hundred dollars.

Luo Nanchu was also a little embarrassed, "I think you should lack nothing...... It's not good to come empty-handed, so I just buy a little casually. ”

Fu Tingyuan smiled and looked at the small cufflinks in his palm, "It's okay." It's cute. ”

She used to give gifts with some of these impractical gadgets, and Fu Tingyuan was not surprised to see cufflinks.

Luo Nanchu stood in place and looked up at him.

He doesn't look the same as before, he still looks so quiet and cold, even the curvature of the corners of his lips is faint, and he doesn't look emotional.

It's so good-looking, but it's also so distant.

Luo Nanchu looked at him, and a faint sadness floated in his heart.

Yan Qingfeng is right, he has indeed changed too much in the past three years because of her death.

She came back too late.