Luo Zhengming asked her to send the fish she caught to the villa staff, and they would handle it.

Xia Wanxin would rather believe that this was he who wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Bo Qingyun.

She was so smart that she didn't say anything and left with the bucket.

Her figure gradually faded away, and the backs of the two men by the lake became quieter.

Half a minute later, Luo Zhengming threw away the fishing rod, took out a cigarette and handed it over: "Come on one?"

Bo Qingyun took it over.

With two clicks, the fireworks were lit in my hand, the smell of tobacco spread and was gently blown away by the wind.

Luo Zhengming's voice also seemed a little dissipated in the wind: "I just saw her way of loading bait is different from Mr. Bo."

Mr. Bo likes fishing, but he is very close to Xia Wanxin.

When Xia Wanxing was at the Bo family, she was well-behaved and clingy. She would accompany the elderly to go fishing, and would sit all afternoon without making any noise.

Later, the old man also taught her.

The way he loaded the bait was from his own habit, which was also passed on to Xia Wanxing.

But Xia Wanxin’s gesture just now didn’t seem to be pretending to be unfamiliar.

The position she threw was actually very bad, he said it on purpose.

But Xia Wanxin took it seriously without any reaction.

Bo Qingyun has smoked more than half of a cigarette.

His throat was a little dry and dumb, and he spoke in a shallow tone: "So you were just trying on purpose?"

Luo Zhengming's eyes were hidden behind the sunglasses, and his fingers pinched the thin cigarette case and asked, "So what are you thinking?"

"What do you think?" Bo Qingyun blocked the words again.

With a ticking sound, one corner of the cigarette box was pinched flat. Luo Zhengming played with it in his hand and sneered: "Pretending to be stupid? You killed someone back then. Are you now making a substitute by your side? Isn't it funny?

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The sarcasm in these words is no longer concealed. Bo Qingyun's eyes look cold and she looks at him deeply.

Luo Zhengming had no intention of avoiding it.

The eyes of the two men collided, the air was frozen and anxious, with a tense momentum.

After a long time, Bo Qingyun's tone remained light: "Do you think everyone is you, and you still miss Xia Wanxing?"

Luo Zhengming's lips tightened when he said this indifferently.

He stepped on the smoke and stood up with a tall and strong body: "Do you think you've come out? Don't lie to yourself. I'm afraid you'll dream back at midnight. You'll regret that you're too cruel to attack back then!"

"You are wrong!" Bo Qingyun's eyebrows were like ice peaks, and frost was quenched in her eyes: "I only think she deserves it, she deserves it, and death is not worth cherishing!"

Luo Zhengming clenched his hands tightly, and his fingertips turned white due to force, like a beast, and he might burst out with suppressed anger at any time.

The next second, Yu Guang saw Xia Wanxin coming.

Luo Zhengming pursed his lips tightly, and his aura was restrained.

He looked at him coldly, turned around and strode away.

Xia Wanxin saw from a distance that something was wrong between the two men, and the strong aura made the air solidify.

She speeded up, and then saw Luo Zhengming turn around and walk towards her.

"That," Seeing that he had no intention of stopping, Xia Wanxin took the initiative to speak: "Director Luo, Yu has been dealing with it, and it can be done in half an hour."

Luo Zhengming's steps stopped, as if he hadn't heard it, and his eyes were only looking deep at her face over and over again.

He asked, "Do you know where you are the most dissatisfied?"

Xia Wanxin understood the words without any ends and said according to the curiosity in her heart: "Where?"

"Your smile," Luo Zhengming curled his lower lip: "She never smiled like this."

After saying this, he didn't look at her again and left with great strides.
Chapter completed!