Ma Xiaole believes that the best way is to let Fan Zaoni slowly realize it herself, especially if she understands it, it will be nothing if she understands it.

Regarding Fan Zao Ni, Ma Xiaole felt that it was better to take the method of retreating to advance, because he believed that Fan Zao Ni could not hold it in any case. Whether it was a provocation or accusation, he would always come to him. At that time, he pretended to be heavy and sad, and used his acting skills to a small extent, and might even be able to send some comfort to Fan Zao.

But Ma Xiaole believes that Fan Zaoni is also a ghost guy, and her methods will sooner or later be exposed. But that doesn't matter, even if it's a while, as long as it succeeds at that time, the future will probably be a joke.

Ma Xiaole thought it was easy, but Tan Xiaojuan was very heavy. If it weren't for the ruthless guy Ma Xiaole, this woman who was quite traditional in her bones would never have thought that she would be so out of style. And Chacha, something extraordinary and so unfortunate, she still had something to do with Fan Zaoni, who had forgotten her age.

The next day, Tan Xiaojuan did not choose the phone number when talking to Fan Zaoni, but sat down face to face, but the place she chose was a coffee shop, which was darker and it was not easy to see the other person's face clearly. Tan Xiaojuan knew that when she talked, she would be very red, so red that she could not stay in a hurry. As a woman of her age, she could not bear it.

"Zao Ni, do you hate me?" Tan Xiaojuan held the teacup in both hands.

Fan Zaoni is very calm now. Although she almost suffocated when she stood at the door of Tan Xiaojuan's office the day before, after a night of deep thought, she seemed to have realized her head.

Fan Zaoni's silence made Tan Xiaojuan feel helpless. She didn't even know what to say next, but she knew very well what she should do, that is, to obtain Fan Zaoni's understanding, or furthermore, to obtain Fan Zaoni's understanding of Ma Xiaole.

"Even if you don't hate me, you must be angry with me." Tan Xiaojuan said, "Let's have it, I deserve to be hated by you for this matter."

"I don't hate you, and I don't have the right to hate you." Fan Zaoni still had a expressionless face and looked at Tan Xiaojuan, "Just like I don't object to you having sex with Ma Xiaole, I don't have the right to object."

Go to bed.

This word is sometimes extremely ugly and vicious.

Tan Xiaojuan vaguely felt this meaning, but this was not Fan Zaoni's original intention. She just wanted to explain what kind of thing Tan Xiaojuan and Ma Xiaole were doing.

Although the lights were dim, Fan Zaoni felt that tears were not shedding from Tan Xiaojuan's eyes. In fact, Fan Zaoni always respected Tan Xiaojuan, and went to heaven to see the illusion of her and Ma Xiaole sitting on the sofa in time. All of this belonged to Tan Xiaojuan herself, because she was not a bad woman. Fan Zaoni could feel Tan Xiaojuan's kindness and peace of mind as a woman during her relationship. It was precisely this reason that Fan Zaoni pushed open the door and turned around and left silently.

Love, this love problem, she didn't want to even have the courage to face Tan Xiaojuan in a dilemma, and she was the creator of the dilemma.

"It's me." Tan Xiaojuan's voice sounded slightly trembling, "It's me who took the initiative." At this time, Tan Xiaojuan did not forget Ma Xiaole, the little man who brought her endless joy, needed her help.

Fan Zaoni looked up at Tan Xiaojuan, "Why are you talking to me about this?"

"Don't pretend not to care, I know you're uncomfortable." Tan Xiaojuan stretched out one hand to hold Fan Zaoni's hand that was holding the cup, but stopped halfway. Tan Xiaojuan knew that Fan Zaoni must be feeling uncomfortable. After Ma Xiaole told her everything between him and Fan Zaoni, she knew that Fan Zaoni had unconsciously regarded Ma Xiaole as her own private property.

Women are like men, just like men and women, regardless of whether there is some legal relationship or not, they have the mentality of eating alone.

The position determines that Tan Xiaojuan must take the initiative. If she is as dull as Fan Zaoni, then the conversation will lose its meaning. "What I want to say is that I am also a woman, a normal woman." Tan Xiaojuan took a sip of tea, "And after all, I really didn't know that there was a relationship between you and Ma Xiaole before. If I had known it before, maybe nothing would have happened."

After saying this, Tan Xiaojuan felt that she was wrong. In this way, it was equivalent to removing the burden to Ma Xiaole. She didn't know that there was a matter between Fan Zaoni and Ma Xiaole, but how could Ma Xiaole, as the person involved, pretend to be confused?!

"We have not been there once, but it's just the beginning." Tan Xiaojuan said quickly, "I was not good at the beginning. Ma Xiaole just arrived at the bureau and drank too much at the reception banquet. I actually brought him home." Tan Xiaojuan said this to prove that Ma Xiaole was passive.

Regardless of whether Fan Zaoni discovered that Tan Xiaojuan was expelling Ma Xiaole, she did feel Tan Xiaojuan's frankness. Obviously, this situation was that Tan Xiaojuan apologized. Fan Zaoni calmed down could still think from the perspective of others. If she was Tan Xiaojuan, would she need to apologize? If Tan Xiaojuan was her, what reason would she be angry or blamed?

However, emotionally speaking, Fan Zaoni really can't accept that the man Ma Xiaole and Tan Xiaojuan are mixed to the point of close contact. If Ma Xiaole goes to bed with a woman she doesn't know, it doesn't matter; if Tan Xiaojuan goes to bed with a man who has no relationship with her, it doesn't matter.

But now it was these two people who split!

"Sister Tan." At this time, Fan Zaoni was full of resentment and turned into a small crying voice and two lines of tears. "Why are you two?"

Tan Xiaojuan, who had been in self-blame and uneasiness, also entered Fan Zaoni's world of affection. Just as the opportunity was right, she immediately stood up and moved to Fan Zaoni's side, reached out to hold her hand, and cried gradually.

Now it was fine, the two of them hugged each other and cried together.

The waiter in the coffee shop saw all this from outside the glass door with low transparency and shook his head, "It's rare! It's not in vain to be so in love, it's not in vain to be guided."

Tan Xiaojuan and Fan Zaoni were mistaken for Les.

It doesn't matter, especially Tan Xiaojuan. She saw the waiter shaking outside the door, and then several more shaking.

Just watch, what people like.

The yield of tears is only a little bit at a time, and you should stop crying for a while, otherwise you may feel uncomfortable if you cry to dry your eye sockets.

Fan Zaoni is young after all. After crying, she still sobbed on Tan Xiaojuan's shoulder from time to time, and her trembling body is so pitiful.

"Zao Ni, don't be angry with your sister Tan." Tan Xiaojuan picked up Fan Zao Ni's hair, "I'm not a heartless person. If I had known that I would never have brought the drunk Ma Xiaole back."

Fan Zaoni took a deep breath on Tan Xiaojuan's shoulder and sat upright, "Sister Tan, I'm not angry, I really won't give birth."

"Oh, it made me feel a little better when you say this, but I feel even more sorry for you." Tan Xiaojuan held Fan Zaoni's hand, "Zaoni, do you love Ma Xiaole?"

Fan Zaoni nodded, "I love him!" He paused for a moment and asked back, "Sister Tan, where are you?"
Chapter completed!