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Thinking of this, Joan’s hand holding the knife jerked, and accidentally reached the other hand. Then the finger felt a sharp pain, causing Joan’s fingertips to shake. The fork that was held, slammed into the disk, made a crisp sound, and then fell to the ground, attracting a lot of people around.
The waiter standing by the side saw this scene and hurried over. He bent over to help Joan lick the fork and changed her one. When she handed it to her, she saw the bloodshot from her finger. Can't stop asking: "Miss, your finger is hurt, okay?"
Joan was so good that he looked down and saw that his finger was really bleeding, but fortunately the wound was very shallow, no problem, she looked up and just prepared to shake her head against the waiter, but saw the original oblique side Lu Yannian, who was sitting on her, didn't know when she turned her head, and her eyes fell on her fingers.
Joan quickly stared at Lu Yannian. At that moment, she had an illusion that Lu Yannian had to get up, but whoever had known it for about ten seconds, the man turned back slightly. Continue to talk to the blonde woman sitting opposite him.
The waiter took a band-aid and placed it on Joe's good table: "Miss, send your band-aid."
Joan slammed the waiter with a grin and said: "Thank you."
After the waiter left, Joan took the band-aid, tore open, and slowly attached it to his fingertips. On the way, she raised her head and glanced at Lu’s seat. He held a red wine bottle. Then, the woman was filled with wine, and the woman took the phone and raised it to him, pointing at the screen, not knowing what to show him.
Joan’s heart was instantly overwhelmed by loss and sadness. In the past, don’t say she was hurt. He walked with her. She was tired. He would not hesitate to bend down and pick her up, but now he gave her Only ignorance and indifference.
After posting the band-aid, Joan had no appetite. She sat in her seat for a while, then got up and greeted the waiter to check out and leave.
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Until about 9 o'clock in the evening, I sat in the hotel lobby for nearly two hours, and finally saw the red Ferrari slowly parked on the side of the road.
Joan had thought that only Lu Yannian got off the bus, but did not expect that the blonde woman and he actually got off the car at the same time, and her brain slammed open.
Is that woman going back to the hotel with Lu Yannian? Foreign women are so open, lonely and widowed, in the same room...
Joan’s whole person suddenly stood up from the sofa and provoked a foreign man sitting across from her newspaper, looking up at the newspaper and handing Joe two good eyes.
Lu Yannian will not really like this foreign woman, right? Then what should she do? She still wants to start again with him!The more Joan thought, the more chaotic the head, the more panicked the bottom of my heart. At the end, her head was hot, and she didn’t know where it came out. She slammed on the high heels and walked out of the hotel. In one go, I rushed to Lu Yannian and the woman, and I didn’t want to open my mouth. The shouting shouted: "Husband."
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