A low laughter came from the phone. That laughter was different from the cold and mocking laughter from before, it was a laugh that could calm a person's heart …

Jian Mo pursed her lips and did not say anything, but because she was using more strength, she used her phone to emit "Ga Ga" sounds, which became extremely strange in the quiet building.

"When I'm having dinner with some of the LuoDa's instructors tonight, whenever they mention you, they would ask me to come over." Chu Zixiao's voice slowly drifted over, "Didn't you previously ask me to find some time to discuss the design for the first draft? "Let's do it today …"

Because of the condensed Qi in his chest, Jian Mo's breathing was a bit heavy, "This number is not yours!"

"Right now, it's …" Chu Zixiao's voice became serious, "Jian Mo, I will find the time I lost." After a moment of silence, he continued, "I'm sorry about that day."

Jian Mo closed his eyes, concealing the unease in them. Her body was trembling, either because she was teased by Chu Zixiao or because of his deep emotion. No matter which one of them, it made her tremble.

"Chu Bian, if you have time tonight, I can meet you after you finish eating," Jian Mo tried to calm himself down, "I'll be waiting for you at the hotel's Air Garden.

Chu Zixiao's eyes narrowed as she looked at the parasol tree on the campus of LuoDa. After a moment of silence, she agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Jian Mo felt weak all over. She sat on the stairs, and looked ahead with empty eyes. She thought she was strong enough. At least, after that night two years ago, nothing could beat her.

However, it was completely not …

No matter if it was the name Chu Zixiao or the person he was, it was a pain that could not be touched in the bottom of her heart.

Jian Mo lowered her eyes, her expression filled with deep pain …

It was already autumn and the air was slightly cold. However, sitting in the Flying Hotel, quietly listening to the flowing piano, and watching the night scene of the Luo City, was an entirely different experience.

Chu Zixiao only came here when it was almost ten. She was a little drunk, obviously because of the alcohol.

Jian Mo just looked at him through the dim light, their gazes intersecting in the air, as if there had never been a loss of more than two years between them.

Chu Zixiao walked forward, "After drinking, the wind is a little dizzy, let's find another place …" As he said that, he took out her wallet and took out a few large bills, placing them on the table. Without waiting for Jian Mo's reaction, he pulled her up and walked towards the elevator.

Jian Mo wanted to struggle free, but her wrist was tightly shackled by Chu Zixiao. She tried several times but failed to do so, and could only give up.

"Coffee shop?" Jian Mo asked as she entered the elevator.

Chu Zixiao did not speak, she only pressed on the number of floors …

The Flying Hotel had a total of fifty floors, one floor was the reception hall, the second floor was the dining hall, the sixth floor was the coffee shop, the gym, and so on. From seven to fifteen was the business center and a private clubhouse, the fifth floor was the office, and from sixteen to forty-nine was the guest room.

The elevator stopped at the thirty-seventh floor. Jian Mo instantly frowned, "Chu Zixiao!"

Chu Zixiao did not reply, she only pulled Jian Mo out after the elevator door opened, and then really stopped in room 3719 …

Jian Mo was truly angered this time, she did not care about the pain on her wrist, and stubbornly pulled it out. "Chu Zixiao, you're going too far."

Chu Zixiao looked at Jian Mo with a profound gaze. Her eyes that were as deep as the ocean seemed to be gushing out with a stormy wave … Jian Mo had never seen him like this before, her entire body was emitting a dangerous aura.

"Only this one chance," Chu Zixiao's voice was so calm that it made people feel cold under their feet, "If you don't grasp the opportunity, I don't mind bringing a complaint about Xiangyu not fulfilling the contract."

"However, there is no contract for a designer to discuss design with you in the hotel room!" Jian Mo fumed with rage, gnashing her teeth as she spoke, the look in her eyes filled with humiliation from bringing her to the guest room.

Chu Zixiao looked at her with a cold smile, "So what if I insist on chatting here?" He slightly raised her eyebrows, because she was slightly drunk, his entire person seemed to have understood the insolence of evil, "Jian Mo, if I want to make something change in my mind, especially in court, it's very easy."

He did not boast. As someone who had already taken over many cases while he was still in school, Chu Zixiao's greatest ability was to make it possible for him.

Jian Mo waited for her eyes to open, the person in front of her was a stranger, "Is this what you mean by wanting to find the lost time?" "Chu Zixiao, the past you wouldn't treat me like this, and even more so, wouldn't be so aggressive towards me."

Chu Zixiao laughed, "What about you? Jian Mo, if I find the me that once existed, will you be able to return me the you that once existed? " His voice sounded somewhat sorrowful, because the smell of alcohol was mixed with a bit of dejection, "If you return the former Jian Mo to me, I won't force you any longer."

Jian Mo's heart immediately hurt... The Jian Mo of the past would never come back, how would she return it?

Her eyes uncontrollably turned red. It seemed that every time they met the third time, she would be battered and exhausted … But what could she do? To love, to divide, to hurt, to hurt... He would never be able to go back!

Chu Zixiao's eyes were tightly locked onto Jian Mo. Seeing the deep sorrow in her eyes, his voice became somewhat hoarse as he said. "Jian Mo, you still love me … Isn't that right? " The last one was a cautious one.

Jian Mo's hand clenched even more tightly, until his fingernail embedded itself into her palm without even realizing it, "I don't love you anymore … Because I don't love her, that's why I broke up with her. "

"You're lying!" These three words, were squeezed out from the gaps between Chu Zixiao's teeth. His eyes were bloodshot, like an angry beast's. "She obviously wasn't. Why did she say that?"

Jian Mo slightly trembled the ciliary feather, as she tried her best to force out an ugly smile from the corner of her mouth, "Chu Zixiao, I give up … If you want to sue me for breaking my promise, then sue me! " She ruthlessly threw down his words, turned around and left in big strides. He only took two steps before he started running.

Jian Mo crazily pressed on the elevator, but since the elevator was not coming in, and she was in a hurry to escape, she had no choice but to dodge to the stairs to the side.

Because of Jian Mo's departure, the quiet corridor became exceptionally quiet, as if even their heartbeats could become drumbeats.

Jian Mo floated between the rich and the poor. Such a woman is not worthy of you, Chu Zixiao!

This text message brought out all the jealousy in his heart … Originally, he just wanted to have a good chat with her, but that text message dug deep into his heart.

Jealousy, regardless of whether it was real or fake, he was crazily jealous … Because of the alcohol, coupled with the coldness in Jian Mo's eyes, he had lost all rationality.

Chu Zixiao opened the door to Room 3719 and turned on the light …

The flower petals covered the entire room, and on the white bedsheet, there was a purple fog forming 3719 … To tell her that he was "still in love" with her.

The design of the law firm was only a pretense … He just wanted to get close to her.

He didn't have any bad thoughts when he invited her here. He never once thought of insulting her … He just wanted to create a romance for her, a romance that would get him back to her... That's all!

Chu Zixiao lowered her eyes and laughed self-deprecatingly. He felt that at this moment, she was exceptionally pitiful and even more ridiculous …

Does it hurt?

It was as if he was already numb to it … But why was it that when he thought of her and saw her, he became crazy!

Tang Yu was right, he was indeed bewitched …