“” Mu Jinjin was so hurt by him that he couldn't speak, and at that time, only tears welled up in his eyes, and the tip of his nose twitched and rose.
"Keep apologizing, apologizing until I hear, apologizing until I'm satisfied."
He commanded her mercilessly.
"Forget it, sir, I've already heard Miss Rist's apology, why don't we leave it at that, don't embarrass Miss Rist, okay?"
The waitress tried to persuade her.
The waiter was loyal, and he knew in his heart that the person who was wrong was himself, so he didn't dare to accept and was embarrassed to accept Silliste's apology, and he had been playing the role of a peacemaker between the stiff two.
But unfortunately, even though the waitress in the blue and white plaid skirt kept trying to make peace, the man standing next to her never let go of the girl who was sitting on the ground crying with tears all over her face.
He directly ignored the waiter's words, looked condescendingly at the girl who was looking down at the ground and crying, and asked her, "Miss Lister, are you deaf to answer my question just now?"
” “” After listening to his words, Mu Jinjin's small hands that were originally hanging on the ground were clenched into fists, and the expression on her face became whiter and whiter, it seemed that she must be sad and indignant at this moment, sad and aggrieved.
His gaze deepened and sank as she clenched her fists.
No one knows what mood and attitude he is in at this moment.
But at least he wasn't in a bad mood at all.
Hurt herself and once loved more than her life.
What difference that would be to hurt his own life The answer is no difference.
Although it hurts, it will make him suffer at the same time as her.
But he chose to do it anyway. or It's just to be able to see her openly when she hurts Although she was crying, crying, complaining, and resentful most of the time.
But he's still happy to do it.
After all, when he doesn't hurt or embarrass her, this heartless little girl won't think of him at all, let alone come to meet him.
Just like when she returned to Luxembourg with her father.
Three years of separation.
If it weren't for the fact that he later framed her crew for attacking her father's investment business, which resulted in her owing her a huge amount of money to the bank, how could she have come to Switzerland to find him He didn't think she would come.
Not for a lifetime.
Including this time.
If he wasn't making her difficult, it wasn't that he was hurting her.
Maybe she had already gone to the party and forgotten about him.
He guessed she could have done such a ruthless thing.
After all, the person she loves, the person she thinks of in her heart, has never been him.
So So for the sake of his poor possessiveness, he thought to himself.
Even if you can't get her heart.
He also wants her to remember him for the rest of his life.
He also wants to make the man she thinks about every minute of her mind be himself.
Even when she thinks of him, she resents him, or she hates.
She looked down at the ground, and the tears in her eyes were like pearls that never dropped, falling to the marble floor one by one, splashing small tears.
She looked at the little tears that had been splashed out of shape and size, and she didn't know how long it had been.
Is it ten seconds or twenty seconds.
Or longer.
She repeated the words sorry again in a choked hoarse voice.
"I'm sorry."
Her voice was so hoarse that it was impossible to tell that it was her, but the three words sorry were much louder than just now, enough for people to hear.
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