In the night, Luzhou University, the girl's bedroom door.

"Xiao Fan, let's break up!"

Zhao Jiayue looked calmly, said.

"Yueyue, you, aren't you kidding me. Break up?"

At this point, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly shrank his pupils, trembling, said.

"Oh, Zhang Xiaofan, do you think I'm kidding you now?"

Zhao Jiayue chuckled, disdain.

"why!"

"Let me tell you why!"

At this moment, a tall man suddenly interjected, said.

It was said that Zhao Jiayue's disdainful face looked like a joke at this time.

Immediately a bright smile appeared.

She turned directly, facing the man who came this way, just a kiss.

The small white hand also held the man's arm in his homeopathy.

This man's name is Shi Jianren, and he is the head of Jeet Kune Do society at Medical University.

Petty families, both parents serve as department managers in the famous Longteng Group of Mocheng.

"Yueyue, Shi Jianren. You, you!"

Zhang Xiaofan was surprised with eyes full, his palms already clenched tightly into fists.

Perhaps because of too much force, his not sharp nails penetrated deeply into the palm of his hand.

Bring bursts of pain in the heart!

Unexpectedly, this girlfriend who had been with his two-year college student would break up with him so hastily.

Then look at the brand new Coach bag in her hand, and the one that is quite fashionable in China.

Zhang Xiaofan's heart was cold.

Zhao Jiayue and Zhang Xiaofan are in the same town, and their parents are farmers who depend on the heavens for food.

And this Coach bag in her hand, and that fashionable and beautiful clothes. It costs thousands of dollars to talk less!

In Zhao Jiayue's family, she could not afford such expenses at all.

So think about it with your toes.

Where did her Coach bag and the expensive clothes in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes come from?

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's desolate look, the expression on this man's face became even more proud.

He raised his chin and looked at Zhang Xiaofan nostrally.

"Oh, Zhang Xiaofan. We are all adults!"

"You should know that this world is a very real world."

"It's already the second half of the senior year, and it's not a few days to get a diploma."

As the saying goes, graduation means unemployment.

"How many college students in Huaxia have graduated. Can they find a job that they like?"

"Most of them don't take the 2,000 yuan dead salary every month and work up little by little."

"Don't look at the fact that you can still get a scholarship every year in school. It is the sweet spot in the eyes of professors and mentors."

"Once you step out of the gate of this university, you Zhang Xiaofan is nothing!"

"Also, do you know why I'm digging into your corner?"

"Oh, I can give Yueyue an interview with Longteng Group, can you give it?"

"I can buy thousands of pieces of fashion clothes for Yueyue, can you give them?"

"I can buy her a Coach bag, can you give it?"

"You can't do anything, you're nothing more than a stinky dio!"

"Nothing, nothing!"

The word Shi Jianren was poking in Zhang Xiaofan's heart, which made him feel very painful.

The whole person became more and more desolate.

He gasped for a few breaths, grabbed Zhao Jiayue's arm, and lost his voice.

"Yueyue, no

,not like this! "

"I will return home to start a business in college."

"Don't you promise to work with me and fight together? Aren't you promised!"

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