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ould only sing those mid-low pitched, lingering love songs. 。Su ran clapped her hands, "Ladies, add some spice and flair! Dance a belly dance or sing! Challenge yourselves, a seductive dance would..."You're such a disgrace, rejected after ten years." Wushuang was lost in thought, staring at the roses, when a cold voice pierced through his reverie. He didn't need to turn around to know who it was.

Ka Ka and Qing Long left, she wanted to be alone for a while. After ten years of feelings, the loss and loneliness always took a few minutes to sort out her emotions. But just as Ka Ka and Qing Long had left, someone appeared, oblivious to the situation.

Long Chengtian was tall and straight, with a typical Western physique. He was well-built with a perfect golden ratio body. As a mixed-race person, his facial features were as sharp and distinct as carvings, with sword eyebrows and star-like eyes. He was exceptionally handsome, exuding an air of confidence and strength. This man radiated an aura of dominance; just by standing before you, you could tell he was someone who had always been in command, pointing the way forward like a king.

Wushuang smiled radiantly, hooking her little finger and gesturing for Long Chengtian to come closer. Long Chengtian stood across from her, arms crossed, observing her through the two rose bushes. In Wushuang's eyes, his posture looked particularly arrogant and insufferable.

"Why are you so slow"

"I'm coming soon, how could I miss such a wonderful play" Long Chengtian responded coldly, his expression extremely cold. He narrowed his eyes and watched Kaka's receding figure, letting out a cold snort, "What's so good about that white-faced boy Is he even worth you chasing him for ten years."

White-faced

Wu Shuang's lips twitched. If Kaka heard this evaluation, he would probably spit blood. The word was quite fresh. This was the first time she had heard someone describe Kaka as a "little white face." It was really amusing.

In Long Chengtian's view, Kaka, Xiaobai, and Moyao are probably going to become kept men, after all, none of them are as big as him.

“I just love fair-faced boys.” Wu Duo laughed, standing among the roses. She was as beautiful as the roses themselves, a queen among flowers, more alluring than any rose. It seemed like she wasn't the one who had been rejected, and that she hadn't waited for ten years for an apology. She still smiled with such grace and allure, so unique and captivating.

Long Chengtian narrowed his eyes coldly and finally walked over, looking at her arm with disdain. He couldn't help but pinch it with his hand. Wushuang punched him with a fist, which was stopped by him. Long Chengtian said in a deep voice, "It's been almost a month, and this wound hasn't healed yet"

"Good, almost done. Just a little more and it'll be perfect."

"You deserve it!" Long Chengtian coldly sent her two words, frowned and looked at Wushuang, "Are you leaving or not I don't want to stay in this place."

Wu Shuang shrugged, "Why don't you go"

There is no one here she longs for anymore.

Long Chengtian sneered, just afraid she wouldn't be willing to. Wu Shuang gave a charming smile, hooking his arm and asked, "Long Chengtian, why are you looking at me like that Worried about me That's rare, isn't it"

"Tsk, who cares about you, a menace! I just happened to be passing by, checking if you were dead yet." Long Chengtian roared, raised his fist, but then changed direction mid-swing, letting it fall. He glared at Wushuang with anger in his eyes, "You dare speak of our agreement When did we say you'd return, and how long have you delayed"

"This can't be blamed on me," Wushuang said coolly, "Who told you I had to go to the Middle East If I'm not happy, I can go back to Rome."

"You've been nursing your injuries and gone mad, haven't you" Long Chengtian's eyes were deep with suppressed anger, as if he could explode and tear down the headquarters of the First Terror Organization at any moment. "You'd rather stay here with that white-faced man, watching him get close and affectionate with others than go to the Middle East You should wake up from the love potion he's given you."

Wu Shuang looked at Long Chengtian with a smile. This man never said anything nice, always harsh and cruel, especially towards her, showing no mercy. Wu Shuang smiled faintly, "Long Chengtian, at least I'm heartbroken, can you be more kind"

“Have you ever been in love” Long Chengtian’s words struck Wu Shuang’s sore spot. She frowned slightly. Loss of love, yes, she hadn’t experienced love, so how could she talk about heartbreak At most, she had a crush on Kaka, who rejected her. This wasn’t heartbreak; it was just unrequited longing and didn’t compare to true heartbreak. Long Chengtian was relentless in trying to hurt her, speaking harshly and accurately.

If it were another woman, she would probably feel humiliated and want to die. But Wushuang remained indifferent, a faint smile playing on her lips as she raised an eyebrow slightly and looked at Long Chengtian. Her expression held three parts of mockery and four parts of seduction, captivatingly alluring. "Long Chengtian, don't you think it's good to be alive At least you get to see me in such pain now. Thinking about your past self, you must be very pleased, right"

Long Chengtian's face changed, and he cursed, "You pig head, what are you doing here for me to feel good You really have a brain damaged by healing! Mo Wushuang, I think you're an idiot when you're with this white-faced man. Pack your things and get out with me. Just looking at all these roses in the garden makes my whole body ache. You wasted ten years of your youth on him and still put on a saintly act for others to see."

Alone stood beside the rose garden, gazing at the blooming roses. He gave a faint smile and said, “These roses are Aunt Rongyan’s favorite, not planted for me.”

KaKa wouldn't plant a whole garden of roses just because she likes them. This courtyard of roses has nothing to do with her. Long ChengTian misunderstood.

"You're such an idiot, but luckily you're just an idiot. Get lost, what are you still looking at It has nothing to do with you." Long Chengtian roughly pulled Mo Wushuang away and dragged her out of the rose garden.

Wu Shuang gritted her teeth, "Damn it, if my arm wasn't injured I would have chopped you up, You got bold, daring to touch her It's always been her who laid a hand on you."

Mo Xiaobai disliked Long Chengtian at first sight. Why When he saw Long Chengtian, he remembered his father. His father had always been so rough with him since he was a child, so Mo Xiaobai never had any good feelings for Long Chengtian.

A creature easily provoked, he has always kept his distance from him.

"Long Chengtian, this is the territory of the First Terrorist Organization. You came in so openly, aren't you afraid they'll kill you" Mo Xiaobai asked with a smile. Whether he was sincere or not towards Wushuang, no one could tell. Wushuang didn't seem to really care either. Before, it was because of Kaka that he deliberately created the illusion. Now who knows what shape it will develop into They don't know. But Long Chengtian coming to the First Terrorist Organization first is a plus."

Finally, the impression score has gone from zero to one.

"You three mobsters aren't afraid of dying, so what do I have to fear" Long Chengtian chuckled coldly, speaking with arrogance and domineering confidence, not taking Mo Xiaobai's provocation seriously at all.

"What acquaintance do we have, and what acquaintance do you have with her Can they be compared Can they be compared" Mo Xiaobai couldn't help but poke him, "Don't you dislike my sister What are you doing here with such a longing look"

"Mo Xiaobai, be quiet!" Long Chengtian started to vent his anger again.

Mo WuShuang was too lazy to pay attention to these two childish ones. She asked Gui Mian, "Gui Mian, we're leaving, where do you want to go"at Wen Wen would attend the premiere, and Mo Xiaobai would also attend the premiere. "Liang Hongyu" was Lin Ning's masterpiece, a perfect blend of business and art. For "Liang Hongyu", Lin Ning had sp...