The angel's wife of the wealthy family

Chapter 100 Be His Dance Partner Part [-]
little angel?
Only that person would call it that.

She couldn't help but laugh. After so many years, his name for her still hasn't changed.

It's just that his appearance has changed too much. He used to be a fair and handsome boy, but now he is dark and strong?How should I put it, she couldn't think of one place anyway.

"Zhou Zimo, if you don't leave, your father will come to pick him up himself." An Ze reminded him angrily.

Zhou Zimo slapped his forehead fiercely, as if he had suddenly woken up, "Yes, yes, I have to go." He stepped out of the door in a hurry, and he suddenly remembered something, turned his head, and smiled She said: "Anze, so you dressed up today for the sake of the little angel!"

Anze's face turned dark, and he stretched out his foot to kick Zhou Zimo out of the door.

Zhou Zimo was caught off guard and clutched his butt, wanting to roar something, but heard the sound of "bang!" the door was closed.

Tang Yunuo stared dumbfounded at what happened in front of him.

"Xiao Nuo, Zhou Zimo is like this. He talks nonsense all day long. Don't take his words seriously." An Ze explained unnaturally.

Tang Yunuo nodded inexplicably. She didn't understand a word of what Zhou Zimo said.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Sitting on the sofa, Anze asked her: "What do you want to drink? Milk, juice, cola, I remember you used to drink these most."

"Is there coffee?" she asked.

Anze was slightly startled, and asked sourly, "Since when did you like drinking coffee?"

He remembered that the longest thing that person drank was coffee.

In the past, she always said that the taste of coffee was too bitter, not as sweet and delicious as fruit juice milk, but the current change made him... unable to adapt.

"Just these few years." She used to eat too much sweetness, so that she had to suffer for six years to make up for it, so she didn't want to suffer the pain after that kind of sweetness.

Anze's heart was filled with bitterness, those six years were the past that he could not detect, and it was also a trace that he wanted to try his best to erase.

"Want to add sugar?" he asked again.

She smiled: "No need."

"Thank you." She took a sip of coffee, ignoring the bitterness in her throat.

The alienation in her words made Anze feel sad and helpless.

"Xiao Nuo, how have you been all these years?"

Her expression darkened, and a trace of sadness flashed across her beautiful big eyes, which did not escape Anze's eyes. She said in a casual tone, "It's okay, how about you, Anze, you've had a good six years." ?"

He was a little lost, she didn't tell the truth.

But he didn't want to force her, everyone has a past that they don't talk about, maybe those six years were the past she didn't want to think about.

"It's still the same, either on the runway or on the set, life is two points and one line, very fulfilling." It's also very boring, and Anze didn't say the last four words.

She nodded in relief, but she couldn't help but rejoice in her heart that Anze was still the same as in her memory and hadn't changed.

(End of this chapter)