"Yuxuan, do you remember what day it is today?" Shi Junye's thin lips opened gently, and the waves flashed in his deep eyes.

Glancing at the date on the mobile phone, Yuxuan felt a sudden pain in his heart.

Sixteen years ago today, she was adopted by Shi Qi.

A bitter smile.

She is grateful to Shi Qi for her upbringing, even if Shi Qi has never smiled at her or even looked at her in the eye.

Without the shelter of the Shi family, how could she live a life of luxury?

But she hated it again. She hated that unbearable night. She hated herself for pushing Li Xiang into a rich family through the identity of the daughter of Sophia's CEO, but she fell into prison from then on.

Unconsciously, his eyes were filled with misty water vapor.

She looked up slightly and stubbornly forced the cowardly tears back.

She can't cry, at least not in front of this man.

He should never be her dependence.

Not before, not now.

Sitting up against the figure of the co pilot's seat, Yuxuan supported the seat with both hands, raised his eyelashes slightly and said coldly, "Shi Junye, why didn't you find a woman to marry and have children in the past three years in Britain? Why did you come back? "

Shi Junye listened to her quietly, without any emotion.

"You want me to?" Jun's face was slightly white, and his tone was low and soft.

"You should have."

Shi Junye sneers.

But he was glad that she was no longer as aggressive as before, saying why he didn't die in England.

Arriving at his destination, he slowed down and stopped: "here we are."

Luxury building, the most luxurious building in Shencheng and the consumption paradise of upper class society.

Lifting his eyes and looking at the bright and gorgeous skyscrapers, Yuxuan's body was stiff.

I remember, a few days ago, she smiled, winked like silk, took Li Beichen's arm and appeared in front of the diamond ring counter.

Subconsciously touched his slender fingers, empty.

The diamond ring he took for her has disappeared.

Her heart seemed to be gripped by something, and her heartstrings became tighter and tighter, which made her a little out of breath in pain.

Bypassing Porsche, Shi Junye has opened her door and is ready to lead her down. Yuxuan coldly shook off his bony hand.

"No?"

"Why did you bring me here?"

His warm breath pressed down and said faintly, "I'll take you to choose a dress."

"There's a party?" Stepping off the Porsche, Yuxuan is on alert and alienated.

"Yes." Shi Junye's tall figure covered her, grabbed her catkin and hugged her in front of her to protect her.

A kiss fell on her hair, overflowed with tenderness and seduced her: "if the party ends earlier, you can have a video with point-to-point earlier."

He smiled softly, but Yuxuan's face was pale.

She was eager to know the situation of Diandian and couldn't refuse at all.

Shi Junye, you are cruel!

When I came out of the fitting room, I blinked for a moment.

On the sofa opposite, Shi Junye, a gentleman looking through the magazine, looked up.

A dazzling light settled at the bottom of his eyes.

"It's too revealing. Change it." He gave a faint command.

Yuxuan crazily lifted his long hair and said, "no, just this one."

Shi Junye raised his eyes and stared deeply at the slim lace skirt on her.

Her skin is fair, her figure is graceful, and her two straight legs stand there, which is fascinating.

His eyes were so cold that he put down his overlapping long legs, took the silk shawl, walked over and put it on her.

In the past three years of my absence, Shi Yuxuan, did you wear it like this in front of other men?