One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

Thinking about it, Zhuang Chuchu was not afraid of anything, but now she has turned into a turtle after confessing her confession, which is really annoying.

Finally, after a long time of suffering, the two returned to the hotel.

As soon as the car stopped, Zhuang Chuchu immediately ran out of the car, feeling a little bit run away.

"Abby~"

Just when Zhuang Chuchu was about to step into the hotel gate, a gentle male voice suddenly sounded, making her steps suddenly stop.

This name, including this voice, she couldn't be more clear about.

She turned sideways and looked towards the source of the sound. As she expected, there was a rather handsome foreign man standing there.

Zhuang Chuchu was taken aback for a moment, then called softly, "K...Kyle..."

The man's blue eyes stared straight at Zhuang Chuchu, and he walked slowly towards her.

Step by step, within a few seconds, he was within walking distance from Zhuang Chuchu.

"You... why are you here?" Zhuang Chuchu looked up at the man in a daze, and asked in fluent English with some disbelief.

"If you're here, of course I'll be here too."

When Long Muyun came to the entrance of the hotel, what he heard was a foreign man's words. The affectionate tone in his tone made him pause unbearably.

His deep eyes sized Kyle for a while, this was already the foreign man he saw in America three months ago.

Long Muyun stood on the spot and pondered for a while, and then received Zhuang Chuchu's eyes asking for help, without saying a word, he passed the two of them and walked into the gate.

Zhuang Chuchu was dissatisfied. This man really was, and he didn't know how to take her away.

After scolding Long Muyun inwardly, Zhuang Chuchu smirked exaggeratedly when she met Kyle's eyes, and said, "I'm also here on a business trip, and I'll be leaving in a few days."

"I know."

The atmosphere between the two of them was indeed a little delicate. It could be seen that Zhuang Chuchu was trying to alleviate it, but the man just didn't change his depression.

Wang Yang flashed in Zhuang Chuchu's eyes, and after a moment of emotion, she continued to smirk awkwardly, "I'm very busy, maybe I don't have time to accompany you, but it's rare to come to London, you can play here for a few days before going back."

At this time, Kyle's blue eyes suddenly filled with firmness and stubbornness, and he said to Zhuang Chuchu seriously, "I don't plan to go back, Abby."

As soon as these words came out, Zhuang Chuchu's smile immediately froze on her face, and she couldn't help but slowly withdraw it.

The woman frowned slightly and looked serious, her determination gradually climbed up that delicate little face, she bit her lower lip, and said coldly, "Kyle, I said that although I have forgiven you, I don't want to be with you again." If you have anything to do with it, you should go back."

After hearing this, Kyle couldn't help but feel sad, and Zhuang Chuchu turned and walked into the door without waiting for him to say anything.

The night was deep, and the hazy light from the moon could not be concealed, and the sky was black at this time.

Zhuang Chuchu, who was exhausted after taking a shower, was lying on the bed, her big clean eyes were staring at the ceiling, as if she was in deep thought.

Thinking back to today, Long Muyun's heartlessness and Kyle's appearance made her heart messed up, and she couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

At this time, Mo Nanchuan on the other side was also making a fuss.

"What?! You said you tore up the contract?! Are you crazy?!"

Mo Nanchuan patted the table hard, looked at the indifferent man in disbelief, and asked angrily.

The man just raised his eyes and looked at him lightly, and didn't speak, which was a tacit consent.