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Chapter 145 Things you don¡¯t care about will soon be forgotten

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    "No need." Song Chujiu refused without thinking.

    It seemed that Song Chujiu would refuse, and Mo Shaner's voice was a bit surprised.

    "The ninth day of the lunar month?"

    "Xiao Rong is here." Song Chujiu slowly explained: "He lives here now."

    Hearing Xiao Rong's name, Mo Shan'er was silent for a few seconds.

    "When will she leave?"

    "I don't know."

    Mo Shaner sighed softly, "Well, since she is here, I won't go. Chujiu, your handscould it be that she burned them?"

    "It's not her."

    Although Song Chujiu denied it, Mo Shaner obviously didn't believe it.

    "Chujiu, you take good care of yourself and don't conflict with Xiao Rong. She is used to being lawless and can do anything. She is also Xiao Moqing's sister. If you go against her, you will be the one who suffers. Anyway, she is also the one who suffers.  I won¡¯t stay in country Z forever, so please bear with me for now.¡±

    "Well, I understand."

    After hanging up the phone, Song Chujiu had no intention of continuing to sleep.

    This Mo Shaner is really her "good bestie".

    It seemed like he was trying to persuade her to endure it for her own good.

    In fact, I just want to see her being bullied.

    The sky outside has been dark since the morning, and it started to rain now.

    The rain hitting the glass made a "tapping" sound.

    Song Chujiu was sitting in the study room reading.

    Xiao Rong left early in the morning and did not know where he went. Song Chujiu rarely enjoyed peace and quiet.

    It took her an entire afternoon to read this book, and by the time she finished reading it, it was already very late.

    It was already dinner time, and neither Xiao Moqing nor Xiao Rong came back.

    Since they didn¡¯t come back, they naturally wouldn¡¯t eat. Song Chujiu didn¡¯t care anymore and went upstairs after dinner alone.

    At nine-thirty in the evening, Song Chujiu walked out of the yoga room and happened to meet Xiao Moqing, who had just returned.

    Xiao Moqing was wearing a black suit, with a bit of chill brought back from outside.

    Song Chujiu¡¯s footsteps paused, and it was rare for him to ask another question.

    "have you eaten?"

    Xiao Moqing's eyes flickered slightly, "Not yet."

    If Song Chujiu hadn¡¯t mentioned it, Xiao Moqing would have even forgotten about dinner.

    "I'm going to ask someone to prepare a simple meal. You'd better eat some." Song Chujiu walked past the man, "Lest others think I'm abusing you."

    Xiao Moqing heard what she meant. He looked at Song Chujiu's dark shadow and suddenly spoke.

    "Thank you for that bowl of ginger soup yesterday."

    "Mr. Xiao." Song Chujiu turned around, "The reason why I cooked ginger soup for you is because you saved my life yesterday."

    "I know."

    "I don't mean anything else, and please don't misunderstand me. I would do the same thing even if it were someone else."

    Xiao Moqing's black eyes deepened, "I know."

    "It's good that you understand what I mean."

    Xiao Moqing looked at the woman's pretty face and said calmly: "You seem to be afraid that I will misunderstand something."

    "Of course. Mr. Xiao is a smart man, I think he should understand."

    "Song Chujiu." The man's thin lips opened slightly, and the light above his head shone on that indifferent face, but it did not add any warmth to his face, but instead seemed like the deep sea.

    "Things you don't care about will soon be forgotten."

    The expression on Song Chujiu¡¯s face gradually solidified.

    The man¡¯s perfect and white face showed an expression that was half-smile but not a smile. ¡°The expression of not caring is not like you, who always draws a clear line between you.¡± (Remember this website¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com
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