but.

Olivier's love and feelings.

If you don't like it, it's true.

His heart was quietly occupied by a girl named Jiang Wuyan in unknown year.

all.

There is no extra space.

Wen Jiuyu said coldly, "Olivier, I'm just here to go to the scene tonight. You understand, I'm not interested in these banquets or something. It's because of your father's sake. As for what you're asking, I can only say, I don't hate you..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Olivier!

"Okay, that's all I can say." She suddenly stretched out a finger and gently pressed it on his thin lips.

She smiled happily, "It's good if you don't hate me..."

"Olivier..."

Wen Jiuyu wants to explain.

However, Olivier did not intend to give him this opportunity.

"Jiuyu, let's go in quickly, Daddy is going to wait in a hurry."

After she said that, she took Wen Jiuyu's arm again.

Regardless of whether Wen Jiuyu is willing or not, he just doesn’t let go!

Because they are far apart.

In the eyes of outsiders, this scene seems to be more harmonious, more ambiguous, and more ambiguous! In the eyes of outsiders, this scene seems to be more harmonious, more ambiguous, and more ambiguous!

Countless lights are shining towards them!

Wen Jiuyu wanted to break free, but Olivier refused.

It was the king's 60th birthday, no matter how he said, he could not let her down.

So he could only let her hold her.

However, he tried his best to avoid contact with her.

It's been so many years.

Wenjiuyu Island...

It seems that it is not the original Wen Jiuyu Island.

If this were in the past, he would have been three feet away and no one would be able to get close to him!

Wen Jiuyu has experienced too much in recent years...

It seems that what I think is not as simple as before.

In the past, he did things based on his preferences.

Now……

Did he... also become a mortal?

Thinking of this, Wen Jiuyu cursed a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that people will indeed change.

The only thing that remains unchanged...

Perhaps, only his heart.

...

When he reached the hall, Wen Jiuyu broke Olivier's hand away.

And, standing a little farther away from her.

His face was cold and he was proud of Jiang Wuwei.

Olivier looked at the air and coolness in her hands, and a trace of venom flashed in her eyes!

Warm Jiuyu Island!

This is what you forced me!

The one sitting on the throne is the sixty-year-old king.

That is, the British Prime Minister.

He rubbed his white beard and looked at the elegant and luxurious man in the hall with a smile.

He said slowly: "Xiaoyu, long time no see. Are you here today as my baby daughter's boyfriend?"

Hearing this, Wen Jiuyu almost involuntarily frowned his beautiful brow...

"Prime Minister..."

Just when Wen Jiuyu is about to explain!

suddenly!

Olivier beside him pulled his arm!

Wen Jiuyu lowered his head, in a place where only two people could see it.

Ollie smiled slightly and slowly spread her palms...

Wen Jiuyu's face changed drastically!

...

Olivier looked at him with her eyebrows and eyes, and she was clearly smiling, but it was full of threat!

Just one look, she knew that Wen Jiuyu could understand.

What she has in her hand.

What is it?

A very simple red rope.
Chapter completed!