As for the bitter smile, he knew it.

Claudia, I don‘t want to know.

Tell Anrenan to go to Yuanyang to find himself the next day, and the car stopped downstairs in her house.

"Go ahead." Claudia pinched Anrenan‘s shoulder and said, "See you tomorrow."

"Goodbye, Miss Mu. Jin Zong, I‘m sorry, goodbye." After getting off the car and watching the car leave, Anronan was still in a dream.

One day, ups and downs.

There are gains and losses.

Although she was fired by the magazine, she seemed to have got another chance.

… …

Rowan family.

When the light was on, Claudia raised his hand to block his eyes and adapted to the light. Behind him, he heard Rowan‘s low male voice： "Drinking."

Holding the cup, Claudia turned around.

Rowan was wearing a home suit. He should have just finished taking a bath. When his hair was still wet and soft on his forehead, there was some shielding of his eyes, which made him look gentle and harmless.

But no one knows better than her that it is all fake.

When he stepped forward, he smelled the smell of alcohol on her body. It was not strong and should be just a drink.

"Who did you drink with?"

"Is this a job check in Mr. Rowan?" She asked with a smile, putting her hand on his shoulder.

Holding her wrist in the palm, he froze her face. "Yes."

"Well, Jin Hao. Are you satisfied?"

Say that finish, free from him, she wants to go.

Rowan took her by the waist, encircled her in her arms, and put her thin lips on her ears. "Pupil, you are not good again."

"When did I behave? Rowan, don‘t deceive yourself. I will never be a Xiao Mao and become an idiot when you caress my hair and rub my head. That‘s not me."

"That‘s right." With a smile, he broke off her body and let her face himself.

The slender and well－knit fingers swam on her cheeks. He smiled evilly and his face was flat. "What can I do? I really want to turn you into an idiot."

"You!"

"The date of the banquet has been fixed."

"Banquet? What banquet?"

"Forgot?" He said gently, "Tell your identity to the banquet in 49 cities."

"Identity?"

"Mrs. Wen, it‘s not good to be too forgetful."

He‘s serious.

Claudia said it was impossible not to be surprised.

She forced him to get married.

No one knows about the license, no wedding, except those close to him.

She recognized.

I have also thought that one day, let the people of 49 cities know that she is Mrs. Wen.

But that was before.

Before she made up her mind to leave Rowan.

"No, I don‘t."

"Are you not happy?" He leaned close and while he spoke, the heat sprayed on her lips.

The taste of mouthwash is very good, fresh and cold.

Don‘t open your face slightly, Claudia said, "I said I‘m not happy, can you stop it?"

"No." Rowan laughed and the evil was enchanted. "If you are not happy, I will do more."

"You..."

The latter words could not be said, because his sudden kiss was so warm that it was burning hot.

He swallowed up her voice, including her weak voice.

Her hands were propped up on the table, and she was trapped between his chest and the table.

He put his arm around her waist and took her to the table.

Lips split, forehead against each other.

His phoenix eyes are bright and dazzling, comparable to obsidian.

"Can we talk calmly?" Claudia sighed, "Is that all right?"

Rowan sneered, stepped back and put one hand in his pocket. "If you want to talk about leaving me, I don‘t think so."

"You know..."

"Know what?" He smiled coldly and laughed at himself. "Understand that this is the best bullshit method? Then? We separated and died of old age."

"Maybe," Claudia lowered his eyes after licking his lips, "we were not very good seven years ago. You didn‘t have that kind of symptom at that time, did you?"

He didn‘t answer, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"Perhaps that is the way."

"It‘s too late."

He caressed her hair and held her in his arms. "Pupil, tell me, do you love or not?"

"..."

"Hmm?"

"What about you?" His chin rested on his shoulder, and Claudia put his hand around him. "Do you love it or not?"