Chapter 57

Ding ling'er's eyes have always been cold, it seems that there is no trace of vitality, but fan Zheyun's face is still calm smile, even with Ding ling'er walking behind her, still as noble as a princess, but Ding ling'er is painful to feel that he is not even a humble little maid in waiting, It seems that it's only for the noble woman behind to lead the way. Maybe, it's not even a supporting role!

Ding ling'er once again warned herself not to be angry. No matter how angry she was, it didn't work. What she wanted to do now was to be a weak person. Maybe, she could save something!

Fan Zheyun steps gracefully to the bedside sofa, sits down, takes Ding linger's cigarette from the head cabinet, pops up one, and talks in his mouth. In the clatter, a trace of the fragrance of tobacco spreads into Ding linger's lungs.

Gently close the door, Ding ling'er looks back. In front of her, fan Zheyun is sitting gracefully on the sofa. Her two slender legs are touching each other. Her shoes are beating rhythmically with her feet. Cigarettes are burning naturally between her slender fingers. Smoke is rising, covering her calm smiling face. It looks like she is at this time, Completely like a noble Queen!

Ding ling'er turned her head and looked at fan Zheyun in front of her. She was too unwilling. Why, why can't things in the world fulfill her wish? Is it wrong to pursue your own happiness? Why does the woman in front of her look much better than herself? Why, every time I think that happiness is about to arrive, accidents will happen out of thin air, every time, I have to watch the happiness escape from my palm? In front of this woman, is so difficult to deal with, how to do?

The cigarette in fan Zheyun's hand is burning slowly. She is enjoying the aroma of the cigarette. She still has a calm smile on her face. For the woman in front of her, she has no hatred or pity in her heart. Yes, you have the right to pursue your own happiness, but you can't prevent and hinder my happiness. If it damages my right to happiness, then, I'm sorry, but I won't be soft!

"Come on, what can I do for you?" Playing off the ashes, fan Zheyun asked Ding ling'er coldly.

Ding ling'er's eyes are tightly locked on fan Zheyun. In her heart, there are too many unwillingness and unwillingness. Why does this woman always feel frustrated? Why did he meet such a woman in his two setbacks in his life?

After hearing fan Zheyun's question, Ding ling'er came back to her senses. She was shocked all over and fell on her knees.

Fan Zheyun looks at Ding ling'er's every move. There is no change in his face. There is still no fluctuation. Compassion does not mean flooding. For anyone, it can be given, but for his enemies, it is impossible. This is his principle!