Forever Worthy of Your Love

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It wasn't until the elevator reached the second floor that Wang Junxian released Hua Zhi, and wiped the corners of his mouth evilly, as if he didn't mean enough.

After Hua Zhi responded, he raised his hand and fought, but he was caught in the air.

"It's on the first floor right away, but the reporters and big stars are at the door, pay attention to the image."

After talking, Wang Junxian let go of her arm. At this time, the time was just calculated and the elevator door opened.

A group of reporters slammed Hua Zhi at the door, the flash was dazzling, and Hua Zhi subconsciously covered his eyes.

"Ms. Hua Zhi, did you attend the brand launch today for public or private reasons?"

"Ms. Hua Zhi, will the movie you made with Thailand's popular actor still be released years ago?"

"Ms. Hua Zhi, regarding your relationship, is that married Weibo, Xie Dongyang or Ling Fan?"

"Ms. Hua Zhi, please tell me about the Forbes star income list issued a few days ago. You have been the top female star for five consecutive years. What are your thoughts?"

Just like the flies, this group of reporters made Huazhi surrounded by water, and Wang Junxian took the opportunity to run away. The angry Huazhi gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

Both of them have been in the Cold War for so long, Hua Zhi thought they broke up by default, and now suddenly a strong kiss in the elevator, what does he mean?

Hua Zhi had the mood to answer those reporters, and his head was full of strong kisses from the overbearing president just now.

Whether it is joy or anger is always complicated.

The spring wind in Shili was not peaceful. After Huasheng came back, he took a hot bath and went to bed.

Jiang Liu wanted to do something for adults, but his wife was so tired that he didn't have the heart to toss her, so he kissed her and slept.

What Jiang Liu didn't expect was that the woman named Zhuoya once again fell into his dream.

"Jianliu, Jiangliu, do you really forget me?"

Zhuo Ya wore a red dress and fluttered in the wind, surrounded by countless Gesang flowers.

"Zhuo Ya."

The former Jiang Liu didn't even remember her name, but she couldn't even call her name, but recently she had checked it for so long because she got the information given by Xie Dongyang.

So the subconscious knows that she is Zhuoya.

The woman had a surprise on her face, "Do you remember?"

"Zhuoya, who are you and who am I." Jiang Liu is not sure, so I really don't know if this Zhuoya is his former girlfriend?

When the woman heard that, her face turned sad again, "Jiangliu, it's me, I'm Xiaoya... We have been together for so long, why don't you remember me?"

Jiang Liu was very confused. He really had no impression of this woman, and he didn't feel anything at all.

"Jiang Liu, you said you only loved me in this life, how can you betray you, you married another woman... Isn't it, you betrayed our oath, how can you hurt me this way?"

The more the woman cried, the more sad she was. Finally, she walked slowly and plunged into the arms of the river to cry.

Jiang Liu wanted to push her away, but she could not move her hands as if she didn't listen.

The woman's body is cold and cold, with no temperature at all, and that sense of strangeness and repulsion is getting stronger and stronger.

Jiang Liu's breathing became rapid, and he wanted to break free, but he couldn't help himself.

Hua Sheng, who was sleeping on the side, was awakened by the heavy gasps of the river, and she looked at him in a bad state.

"River." she yelled softly.

A stream of sweat began to flow from the forehead of the river, and his lips began to turn a little bluish purple.

"Jiang Liu, you wake up." Hua Sheng was worried, and began to shake his body.

Jiang Liu was shaken, and then awakened from the dream. Then he covered his chest with an extremely painful expression.

"Ah... Sheng." Jiang Liu opened his mouth, his voice floating.

"What's wrong with you, don't scare me." Hua Sheng shook his hand slightly.