“I thought you would not come.” It was more than ten minutes before the time he agreed.
Veronica sat opposite him. The waiter came up. Before she could speak, she said lightly: “I don’t need anything.”
He seemed to feel that Veronica was in a bad mood. Few people in Jincheng didn’t know Veronica. Even if Veronica was wearing sunglasses, the waiter could recognize it. He quit with interest.
“Let’s talk.” Veronica took off his sunglasses, and his cat-like, sly eyes were cold.
Adrian looked at her quietly, almost greedy. Since they broke up, he and her have never sat down so close, and she never smiled at him again.
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