Chapter 1360 Contract Lover 17

Qiao Ruoruo bit her lower lip, looked at Qi Xiao with red eyes, and was about to cry in a second, but she still stubbornly held back.

And Qi Xiao frowned, looking impatient.

The two stood at opposite ends of the sofa, staring at each other. The servants in the entire mansion had already left in a hurry, so as not to be affected.

After a long time, Qi Xiao was still defeated first.

He looked away, and said coldly: "Forget it, I originally wanted to ask you to act in a play, if you don't want to dedicate yourself, then that's all."

Seeing him like this, Qiao Ruoruo panicked. Since she had promised to be a contract lover, she was naturally ready. only……

After all, she is still a little girl, and her hometown is relatively closed, so she is also very conservative. In the final analysis, I still have obstacles in my heart to do this kind of thing with a man I haven't known for a long time.

Originally, she wanted to procrastinate, but she couldn't understand Qi Xiao's character, and she was afraid that if he was unhappy, he would tear up the contract. It was nothing to him, but it was definitely a blow to himself.

Qi Xiao has no intention of staying here anymore, he already has the faults of being a young master, and he is always favored. Even in the face of the woman he likes, his repeated forbearance will wear down his patience.

Facing Qiao Ruoruo, he really didn't know what to do.

On the one hand, he tried his best to convince himself that it was just a bought toy, and she dared not renege on the contract after signing the contract.

On the other hand, facing the panic and rejection in Qiao Ruoruo's eyes, he couldn't bear to force her.

He was very upset, and after saying this angry sentence, he planned to leave, but just as he turned around, Qiao Ruoruo took two steps forward.

He paused, turned around and stared at her viciously, "I'll let you go today. I hope you read the contents of the contract carefully."

Qiao Ruoruo watched him slam the door and leave without saying a word. After a while, the sound of a car starting outside was heard.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and fell limply on the sofa. Her mind was in chaos, she thought of the mother who worked hard every day to support the family, and also thought of the father who gambled and owed money and wanted her to marry anyone he wanted. A strong sadness rose from the bottom of her heart, almost burying her whole body.

Her current life is already very good, but she just dedicated herself to a stranger, and she can get the money to pay off the debt, and then take her mother to S City. She will have a new life in the future, as long as she gets through this year...

Qiao Ruoruo thought about it, took out the mobile phone he had used for many years, and opened Weibo.

She wanted to see if Yaya had any updates, and when she refreshed, she found her latest updates.

Yaya of painting: Guess what I'm drawing.

There is also a sketch at the bottom of this microblog, which is hand-drawn, with messy lines, but it can be vaguely seen to be a human figure.

"I can draw a ball of wool and it's very beautiful."

"The strokes are smooth and the composition is perfect. Although the painting style is abstract, it has a rhythm when you look closely. If you rate it, I will give it a nine out of ten. If you lose one point, you will be proud! (50 cents, remember to delete the brackets)"

"Perhaps a self-portrait?"

"Boldly guess, is it Xinman character design?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Qiao Ruoruo looked at this update and the comments below, and felt a little better. After liking the comments and expressing his confession and reposting one-stop, he put down his phone and continued to think about his life.

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