The black-bellied president forced his wife to marry

Chapter 277
After dinner, Mo Xinrui didn't let Tang Song see her off, and took a taxi back to her apartment alone.

Taking out the key to open the door, she kicked off her high heels and dropped her purse, walked barefoot to the sofa and threw herself into it.The lights in the room were not turned on, and outside the window were dots of thousands of lights, revealing a faint warmth, she clasped her arms tightly, feeling more and more lonely in the room.

The heating was sufficient, so she still turned on the air conditioner and turned up the volume of the TV to the maximum. Only then did the empty room become lively.

A popular idol drama was shown on the screen, and the male and female protagonists were arguing endlessly on the street. The woman scolded: "You don't love me at all! You only love yourself the most!"

She stared at the woman's sad face in a daze, but hoped that Tang Song loved only himself, not the girl named Shen Lue.

When she got off the taxi, she was in a trance, and her eyes glanced at a flower shop downstairs. There were also white tulips planted near the door. She walked over and looked at the bouquet in a daze, and subconsciously asked: "What does this flower represent?" ?”

Seeing her alone, the female clerk smiled and replied, "Are you going to give it to your best friend? That's just right. The flower language of white tulips is pure friendship."

Mo Xinrui smiled lightly, her face was no different from the color of the flower.That's it, that's it...

She asked him when he planned to terminate the engagement, and he handed over the rights to her in a gentlemanly manner, saying that he was not in a hurry, and gently reminded her that it would be embarrassing for her if the man brought up such a matter.Of course, if she feels that the marriage is bound to make friends, she can ask for termination at any time.

Very considerate, really considerate, if she is not tempted, he is indeed the best shield and accomplice.

But thinking about it carefully, the girl is probably not yet of marriageable age, so he is not in a hurry.

Mo Xinrui picked up the pillow on the sofa and hugged it tightly.Having lived for 26 years, with a good family background, enviable beauty, smart mind, high education from a prestigious school, plus a decent job... She is the envy of many people, and has always been looked up to by others, but at this moment, For the first time in her life, she tasted jealousy, crazy jealousy, and the object turned out to be an ordinary girl who was almost inferior to her...

Shen Lue bit her pen and sat in the study room of the dormitory, completely unaware that what she was eager to get rid of was what others could only wish for.

There is at most one study room in each dormitory building of G University, and the small room is overcrowded at the end of each semester. Many people stay here all night with thick review materials, because the dormitory will turn off the lights at eleven o'clock, but here is Power on overnight.

She rubbed the space between her brows and took a sip of coffee, then leaned back in the chair to relax.The microbiology test this morning is a thick book, and it took her all night to finish it last night.In the morning, I only feel top-heavy, and the whole person is shaky and drowsy.

Tong Jiajia bought breakfast, and the soy milk fritters were still hot. She took a bite and felt nauseous. After drinking a large glass of brown sugar water, she calmed down. After entering the examination room, she told Tong Jiajia who was sitting behind her, "If you find me I fell asleep halfway through the exam, you must wake me up."

Tong Jiajia was angry, "You are possessed by Pei Xiao?! So desperate!"

She laughed so hard that she had no strength at all. A few days ago, her thoughts were chaotic and she was out of shape.Pei Xiao is working so hard to get the scholarship, but she is only trying not to fail the course.

Bracing herself up, she picked up the pen again and started to calculate. She heard from her seniors that high mathematics is the subject with the highest failure rate. She usually takes this course seriously, but she still needs to familiarize herself with some formulas.

(End of this chapter)