1212. Chapter 1212 Hold Her Hand

"Feifei!" He Chaoran usually laughs and laughs. He rarely shows such an angry expression and rarely talks to her in such an angry tone. "Am I that kind of person in your eyes? Why do I like competition?" A woman seven or eight years older than me! Do you think I’m crazy?”

"Whether it's true or not, it has nothing to do with me! You don't need to explain anything to me! Anyway, our relationship is fake to begin with." Lan Feifei tried her best to use the calmest tone to cover up the turbulence in her heart at the moment , she didn’t know what was wrong with her, but as soon as she saw him, she wanted to use the most bitter words to ridicule him.

"Yes, our relationship was originally fake..." He Chaoran smiled coldly and let go of her hand. Fortunately, he foolishly called her more than twenty times, and fortunately, he foolishly bought the nearest flight and flew back.

But she didn't expect that she didn't want to hear his explanation at all, nor did she want to hear his explanation. He also used such words to deliberately stab him.

Lan Feifei suddenly felt a chill on her arm, and her heart also became cold: "From today on, you don't have to pretend to be my boyfriend anymore. I'm very grateful for your company during the past period. But don't worry, even if we break up, I will fulfill my promise... help you design your costume."

He Chaoran didn't speak, but looked at her with his pale eyes, his thin lips pressed tightly, and his chest kept rising and falling.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Lan Feifei continued: "If others ask, I will tell them that I was dumped by you. This will not damage your idol status."

Everything is fake, even the breakup is fake. But why did she feel so sad when she said this? Is it because they used to be such good friends, but after this incident they can no longer be friends?

He Chaoran still didn't speak, and still looked at her quietly, his Adam's apple rolling slightly.

Lan Feifei turned around and stopped looking at him, waving to him: "I'm going back first...it's very late, you should go back early."

She had just taken a few steps when he grabbed her from behind.

"What do you want to do! Haven't I made it clear enough? Let me go!" Lan Feifei looked at him pretending to be calm, but in fact her heart was already in turmoil.

"You said that you will continue to help me design costumes. Now that I'm here, let me see my costumes!" He Chaoran grabbed her hand harder, "Time is limited, I will do it now To see!”

Lan Feifei lowered her head, thought for a moment and then gave him a pale smile: "Okay, I've already designed it, you come with me."

It happened that her parents were not at home, so she only needed to show him the drawings. Then, she will immediately ask him to leave...

Because every minute and every second she spent with him now made her feel depressed. It was like a heavy stone was tied to her heart, making her breathless.

He Chaoran put his hands in his trouser pockets and followed her to her dressing room. He had been to this place once before, and that was when she designed clothes for her for the first time.

At that time, they were still friends who talked about everything...but now, everything is different.

Lan Feifei gently picked up the design drawing that was left on the desk and handed it to him: "Take a look at it yourself. If you are not satisfied with it, you can tell me."

As soon as He Chaoran saw the off-the-shoulder design, his eyes immediately darkened: "Did you do it on purpose?"