After a while, she returned to absolute being, looked down at her toes and smiled, "with a skirt, am I that cheap?"

Rowan got up and came up and stood in front of her.

His hand fell on her shoulder, drawing a wisp of black hair and twisting it around her fingertips.

"With, more. Do you want me to count one by one for you?"

"No need." She didn‘t even think about it. She didn‘t have any hesitation at all.

Rowan‘s face changed slightly, only to hear her smile and say, "No back."

Two steps back, she tilted her head： "This is my answer. I won‘t turn back, Rowan, and you won‘t turn back."

"No turning back?"

Tried to endure, tried to endure, but he still didn‘t hold back.

No way, Claudia, a little woman, always has an easy way to make his endurance collapse.

"Don‘t look back why don‘t you go to Jin Hao‘s bed last night? Claudia, who are you lying to? In the middle of the night, you were caught in the middle of the night. You came to the hotel with a man, locked yourself in the bathroom, and asked him to inform me! It‘s a door bump and a thigh twist. Wait for me! Do you tell me now that you won‘t turn back?"

One step forward, Rowan approached her and said, "What do you mean by not turning back?"

"Can you treat me like a fool?" Claudia laughed coldly, "my brain is funny! Let the door clip! Let the donkey kick! Can you do it?"

"Claudia!"

"Rowan!"

At this point, the two men fell into a difficult death.

There is no place in the five zang－organs and six fu－organs that are warm and comfortable without pain.

Think much and be able to let go.

Don‘t mind anything about this woman!

From now on, whether it is death or life, all no longer tube!

"Do you have a conscience after all?"

This is a sentence, absolutely soft words.

In this case, Rowan did not leave, but asked her.

Claudia‘s hand clenched tightly on his side, and his eyes did not let go of the painful color that flashed through his phoenix eyes.

Does he think that he is the only one who suffers?

Does he think she has a heart of stone?

Does he think that if she refuses and pushes him away, she can really live well?

He doesn‘t know anything. He doesn‘t know anything.

"My conscience?" Taking Rowan‘s hand and putting it on her heart, her lips moved slightly and she said slowly, "My conscience has long been eaten by dogs."

He shook off her hand and strode towards the door.

Claudia moved his steps and pursued him subconsciously for two steps, but after two steps, he forcefully forced himself to stop at the same place.

*

At noon, I took a bite at the hotel restaurant and Claudia took a taxi back to Yuanyang.

Originally, I wanted to call Jin Hao to at least express my thanks, but I couldn‘t dial this number anyway because I thought of my embarrassing appearance in front of him last night.

Forget it, it is better to wait for things to get in touch with each other for a period of time.

"Song Liancheng is in the reception hall."

As soon as I got back to Yuanyang, I learned the news.

I knew he would come, but I didn‘t expect to come so soon.

"How long have you been here?"

Alger helped his glasses. "Two hours."

Nodded, Claudia was not in a hurry to see Song Liancheng, but first dealt with some business that was not urgent.

In this way, more than an hour passed.

Pushing the door and entering, she smiled and said, "I‘m sorry to have kept Song waiting."

"No." Song Liancheng got up and looked at her with a smile.

The line of sight flashed across the uncovered wound on her forehead. Song Liancheng sighed lightly, "I‘m sorry, Claudia."

"What did you say?" Claudia hugged his shoulder and chuckled, "What is Song always sorry for me?"

"I‘m here for that smelly boy in Song Zhihua."

At the mention of Song Zhihua, Claudia immediately changed his face and smiled coldly.

Song Liancheng then said： "He was also bewitched by his friends to do such a muddle－headed thing. I have already sent someone to find the initiator and will definitely give you an explanation."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Claudia smiled faintly and raised her brow. She sarcastically said, "Song Zong, do you regard me as a three－year－old child, or do you think Song Zhihua is a three－year－old child?"

"Claudia..."

"Bewitched? You did go out and pick it clean. Song Zhihua is such a big person, don‘t you have your own brain? A slap doesn‘t make a sound, don‘t make your nephew so simple. Do you think I believe it? What does he have? Your Song family don‘t have any points in their hearts?"