Mr. Gu, Nice to Meet You - Chapter 738

After that day, Fang Yuan started her own plan. Wherever Ma jianzhe appeared, she would always see Fang Yuan’s figure. She would just walk away with a greeting occasionally, or leave without saying a word. In short, she just wanted to brush a sense of existence.

Of course, sometimes she has a strong sense of being.

Fang Yuan came to Yihuan’s bar for the second time. He was dressed in sexy and cool clothes. He danced with people on the dance floor. It was not a moment before Ma jianzhe arrived, his cold eyes burning with flames.

She knew that Ma jianzhe was angry.

Fang Yuan doesn’t care. The jumping of a man and a man, even drinking a cup of wine, allows those smelly men’s salty pig hands to roam freely on his body, which is bound to raise Ma jianzhe’s anger to the top.

Sure enough, he got angry and took Fang Yuan and left.

But how can Fang Yuan let him be so easy? He fought against the soles of his feet and even cried out “indecent.” Otherwise, with Yi Huan, Ma jianzhe might have been called the police as a rogue.

He threw Fangyuan into the car and slammed the door. The car seemed to have lit a rocket launcher and rushed out. He drove all the way to Fangyuan’s apartment without stepping on the brake.

Fang Yuan’s eyes were blurred, and he didn’t know whether he was really drunk or pretended to be. He shook his head at Ma jianzhe stupidly: “I can’t live here.”

Fang Yuan hasn’t come back for several months.

“Where do you live?” Ma jianzhe was angry, and his words were blunt.

“Villa in the southern suburbs.”

Ma jianzhe’s heart trembled and his eyebrows frowned: “what do you say, where do you live?”

Did he just hear something wrong?

“I bought the south suburb villa you sold. I live there now!” Her word by word voice, like a knife, cut open Ma jianzhe’s calm face, his gradually cracked expression is enough to show his shock.

But Ma jianzhe still didn’t believe it. He took Fangyuan back to his villa in the southern suburb. Seeing Fang Yuan open the door and enter the house with the password of his familiar road, his eyes were deep and his heart was pounding with pain.

Why?

Why do you want to buy a villa in the southern suburbs? Why is it here.

Ma jianzhe looked around, all kinds of furnishings have not changed, the same as before, but their relationship has been greatly different.

He was still shocked, but he didn’t come back to himself. Fang Yuan said with a smile: “surprise, I bought all my belongings when you sold it. Do you know, I even sold my car, and I didn’t have a cent. I even owe Yueyan 30 million.” “Ma jianzhe, you are so cruel. How can you say that you can sell and sell here? Do you know what this represents for us?” he said

“At first…” Fang Yuan poured out a drink in his throat, but he was suppressed to vomit.

She was afraid that she would not lose face and drink a little too much. Now she doesn’t know how long she can hold on to, so she has to express her feelings quickly.

“Ma jianzhe, after we broke up, did you never come back again, and the black card was still pressed on the bedside table and piled up a thick layer of soil?” Fang Yuan’s words are somewhat aggrieved.

Ma jianzhe listened to her, and his whole heart became extremely heavy.

What’s this? After rejecting him for countless times, is it because he wants to marry another woman and is he stimulated? Or does he feel that Ma jianzhe comes and goes as soon as he is called.

“Why don’t you talk.” Fang Yuan stumbles to Ma jianzhe and looks up at him with his collar.

“What do you want me to say first?” As soon as Ma jianzhe opened his mouth, his voice was dumb.

“Why did you sell this place?”

He didn’t sell the villa, but Zheng Li was good at it. When he knew it, the procedures had been completed. Since it was a fact, why should we insist on changing it.

After all, like Fang Yuan, he had no intention, but he didn’t expect that Fangyuan would buy this place with all his wealth.

“And why did you buy it?” Ma jianzhe asked.

Fang Yuan smiles, like a child: “because I love you.”

Bang — her light floating words like a thunder, hit Ma jianzhe’s head, almost dull looking at Fang Yuan and asking: “do you love me?”

Fang Yuan nodded heavily: “I love you, never changed.”

Ma jianzhe also wanted to ask what, but the mobile phone rang first. It was Tao Jing who called, probably asking why he had not returned.

When they get married, they naturally live together, but not in one room.

Ma jianzhe pauses, leaves Fangyuan to one side and answers the phone. After a few words, he turns around and faces Fangyuan’s angry eyes.

“Who called you?” She looked as if she had caught a woman on the spot.

“It’s none of your business.” Ma jianzhe spoke stiffly.

“The woman who is going to marry you.” She is willful and domineering, like a child fighting for candy: “you are mine, you can’t marry her, you are mine.””Fangyuan, stop it!”

Ma jianzhe is very calm, coldly looking at the noisy square circle, overflow a sneer: “if we had known today, why should we have done it at the beginning?”

The moment when Fangyuan decided to throw away the ring, the clear freeze frame was in Ma jianzhe’s mind, and he could even dream about it every night.

“At the beginning…” Fang Yuan murmured with pain on his face: “yes, why did I have such a hard time thinking about it at the beginning? I clearly love you so much, but I still care about what damned self-esteem…”

MA jianzhe pursed his lips, his eyebrows were thick and his heart was full of desolation.

She learned how to regret and how, too late, his heart died, now also became someone else’s false husband.

Between them, it’s impossible.

“I’ll help you into the house and have a good rest.” Ma jianzhe picked up the muttering square and went into the bedroom.

The bedroom is still as it used to be. There is a faint fragrance in the room, which Fangyuan likes. Even on the bedside table, there are their group photos, just as before.

“Are you going?”

Seeing Ma jianzhe turn around, Fang Yuan grabs the corner of his clothes and looks at Ma jianzhe pitifully with mist in his eyes.

“It’s late. Have a good rest.”

Forced to break off Fangyuan’s hand, their identity is different now, so it is also overstepping.

“Ma jianzhe,” Fangyuan did not insist on detaining, but told: “be careful on the way, if you can, give me a message of safe arrival at home.”

Ma jianzhe did not answer, walked away, and soon came the sound of the car engine.

Fang Yuan smiles, and her eyes are full of sadness. It doesn’t matter. At least it proves that Ma jianzhe is not without friendship for her. She has refused him so many times, and now she should be rejected.