The President Said She Forgot

Jane has been in love with Lu Chuanbai for seven years. "You were the one who chased me back then, it was you who chased me!" Lu Chuanbai's eyes almost burst out with fire. He didn't understand why this woman was so heartless. She didn't want him even if she said she didn't want her. "You pulled me into your world, and now you say you're looking for a mistress, so go find a mistress! Who am I, just a temporary indulgence for you?" Jane crossed her legs and tapped the toes of her shoes on the ground. Compared with the almost crazy person across from her, she was calm to the other extreme, and her eyes fell coldly on Lu Chuanbai. "One million will buy you your youth." After letting Lu Chuanbai vent her emotions, Jian Qing stood up, her high-end black suit still spotless. She sneered and looked at the stunned man opposite her, with a hint of coolness in the corner of her mouth, "Why, isn't it enough? My dear Writer Lu, your works still can't be sold, right?" "One million, deposit it in the bank, and according to your poor living habits, it will be enough for you to have enough food and clothing for the next life." Ignoring the surging emotions in the man's eyes, Jian Qing threw out a card and opened her thin lips lightly, showing her coolness. "The password is eight eights." Lu Chuanbai ignored the card, "You said you loved me." Jian Qing's eyes drooped. Fall in love, get tired of it, break up... That's all. "You can't escape, you can't escape Jian Qing." Lu Chuanbai said nervously, kneeling on the ground little by little, "The red rope we tied to each other from the beginning is a dead knot." Jian Qing: "Really? I forgot." Lu Chuanbai laughed nervously. Forget, forget, okay, okay. Jian Qing, Jian Qing... We are all evil ghosts crawling out of hell. Apart from hugging each other for warmth, we can only die, die.