My Destined Lover

The private room is very large, and the fragrance of drinks and food wafts in the air.

A group of people took their seats one after another, and Laura sat in the middle, grabbing a few melon seeds in the fruit bowl and cracking them.

In the beep peel peel sound, Sheng Hongyu and O ‘Lane suddenly quarreled.

“You go and sit over there, I want to sit here!”

“No, the position on the left of sheng sheng is mine!”

“I can only sit next to my master!”

A little boy, a gray old man, now like two naive children, you say a word, I say a word, must rush to sit beside Laura.

Lucy snuggled up to Laura’s right arm and stared at them speechlessly. “A position, is it necessary?”

While speaking, Marcus came late and pushed open the door of the private room. Laura was found accurately at first sight in the crowd, and then sat directly on Laura’s left hand side.

“What are you two arguing about?” He also laughed and teased.

Sheng Hongyu and O ‘Lane, who were red-faced, choked and looked at each other, and they all saw frustration in each other’s eyes.

“Nothing.” Sheng Hongyu squeezed out a sentence and casually found a nearest position to sit down.

O ‘Ryan was straight-tempered and depressed, but he honestly found another place to sit.

…

Kimberly stared at the announcement on Weibo.

Blink, blink again.

No matter how long in the past, the short word “dissolution of engagement” in Eric’s Weibo has not changed.

I can’t tell what it’s like in my heart, wronged, unwilling, sad…

All emotions, after a person’s name comes to mind, turn into resentment in an instant.

“Lin! Sheng! Sheng!” Kimberly gnashed his teeth and read the name, wishing he could rush to her now and tear her mouth directly!

Red-eyed, she dialed a telephone.

“Beeping–”

“Hello? What do you want from Miss Lin?”

“Eight million–killing Laura!”

…

At the end of the celebration dinner, it was already dusk.

A group of people scattered like birds and animals.

In the afterglow, Laura squatted on the side of the road, doubting his life for a second.

Why on earth did she agree to all three people’s invitations on impulse? !

The three people standing behind her are still enthusiastically guaranteeing at the moment.

“Sheng sheng, if you join our calligraphy association, it will definitely benefit without harm!”

“Master, our painting association warmly welcomes you to join!”

“Our music association will definitely provide you with a bigger stage in the future!”

Laura’s trance eyes gradually calmed down, and her face was expressionless.

Forget it. Anyway, she has a name for all three associations, which is dispensable.

Taking Marcus’s hand and standing up, she turned to look at the three people: “Well, it’s getting late, I’m going home, so you should go home quickly.”

“Sheng Sheng,” Sheng Hongyu smiled his face and was ready to be polite again. “Do you want me to take you to see the headquarters of the Calligraphy Association now…”

Before he finished speaking, he watched a black shadow slide out behind Laura, and his pupils suddenly contracted. “Be careful!”

Unexpectedly, Sheng Hongyu grabbed Laura’s wrist and avoided it.

The next second, a truck came straight like a mad python, and with a bang, it hit the telephone pole-where Laura was standing.

Dust scattered all over the place, Sheng Hongyu gasped in shock, and his gray head trembled and lifted: “Sheng Sheng, are you all right?”

Laura wiped his face, which was stained with a little dust and a shallow cut. Fortunately, it was nothing serious: “I’m fine.”Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.