Chapter 2194 Just Don't Like It

Han Jingrong looked at him and said softly: "But I don't want to marry someone else, I like you...I've only liked you for so many years."

"But grandpa said you were married, so he didn't let me wait any longer. Can you get a divorce? I know you don't like that woman either."

Her voice was very soft, and the corners of her eyes were a little red.

When looking at him, a pair of beautiful eyes are full of emotion and bitterness that cannot be hidden.

It's really hard to love someone, but it's even harder to love someone who doesn't love you.

And loving a man who doesn't love you and is ruthless will be a very painful thing.

But even in such pain, she still couldn't let him go.

Han Jingrong is still unwilling to give up, because the chances for her to meet him are too few.

"If you can find anyone to marry, why can't that person be me? You obviously don't like her, why can't you fulfill me? You know how much I like you..." Han Jingrong spoke again.

Li Mubai frowned, feeling that she was babbling endlessly, which was annoying.

"Who said I don't like her?" He asked coldly.

Han Jingrong froze for a few seconds, then chuckled and said, "I don't believe it."

"It's up to you." Li Mubai was too lazy to talk, after all, whether she believed it or not had nothing to do with him.

"She is very beautiful, but she is not too beautiful to be replaced! I have never heard you say who you like in so many years. You are just trying to perfuse me..."

Before Han Jingrong finished speaking, Li Mubai interrupted coldly: "Now you heard it."

Han Jingrong looked at him in a daze, and suddenly lost the desire to continue talking.

She fell silent and sat beside him quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Li Mubai looked up at her and suddenly said, "My wife celebrates her birthday today."

Facing his wanton eyes, Han Jingrong was in a daze.

She saw tenderness and tenderness in those eyes that were always cold and distant, and even the way he spoke seemed to be showing off and joyful like a child.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she didn't know how hard she had tried to keep him from falling.

Li Mubai withdrew his gaze and continued flipping through the pictures of the bouquet.

Han Jingrong's eyes fell on the screen of his mobile phone, and her vision blurred by tears still uncontrollably saw the bouquets of bright and fiery red flowers.

Tears burst out of her eyes uncontrollably, and at that moment, her heart was so sore and so painful that she was almost suffocated, making her even think about dying.

She has worked hard for so long, and has been stalking her for so long.

Nor did he get him to send her a rose.

But that woman, why?

Li Mubai finally chose the bouquet, put away his phone and looked at her and said coldly: "Don't waste your time on me, you won't get anything. I've said this many times, and I don't want to say it again."

Han Jingrong looked at him silently, a self-mockery flashed in her eyes.

He was always so ruthless, and he always knew how to stab a knife in her heart.

"Where am I not good enough?" Han Jingrong's lips trembled slightly, that beautiful face looked like pear blossoms, but she couldn't move the man in front of her at all.

"It's good, but I don't like it." Li Mubai lit a cigarette, leaned on the sofa and said calmly.

Inside the lingering smoke was the blurred face of a woman.

They did always play together when they were young, and she has followed him for many years.

But since he knew she liked him, he started to stay away from her.