Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Ren Zhao wanted to break his head and didn't want to make a difference. Xu Huaibai thought Zhao liked himself only because of a beautiful misunderstanding.

One of Zhao's life principles: Think about things you don't understand, don't want to.

I still can't figure it out.

However, this matter is really nothing compared to Shubai Xu letting Zhao have a relationship.

Her unilateral decision, the Cold War, ignored him.

Marshmallows on one side of the evil eye advice: “Otherwise, you're really going to find a blue kid in love, and you're dying for him! ”

Zhao threw a throw pillow to answer.

A week later.

Xu Xiubai sat in the office and after handling the affairs at hand, he subconsciously took out his phone and tapped on a page.

Her most recent chat was with that chicken soup, and the next flower's expression pack.

She didn't go back to her own words.

Probably angry.

Or maybe it's embarrassing.

In short, Xu Xiubai's results have already been obtained.

She and he succeeded in keeping distance.

She hasn't been in touch for a week now, so she's afraid to forget about herself.

Xu Xiubai wanted to say hello and felt that this behavior was a bit excessive.

He refused, and now he hurries up to her.

He paused and finally put his phone away.

At the end of the day, Xu Shubai heard two female employees talking gossip.

“The Diamond King and the Five Kings seem to be rejoicing again. ”

“Dude, I saw the news, but I'm told you haven't got it yet? ”

“I saw the girl's photo, it's really pretty, and it's not that kind of red-faced cosmetic net...”

Xu Shubai listened to his ear and was not very interested in this kind of thing and left straight away.

But when he got home, he saw Wang Huaxin's news.

It's really too much gossip and attention on this person, Xu Shubai received a push directly.

He glanced at it without paying attention.

It's a picture of Wang Huaxin and a girl.

However, there was no intimacy between the two sides, and the girl was light-hearted and did not seem to have a cold with the infamous dude.

Xu Xiubai knew from a glance that she was the type Wang Huaxin liked: more than a decade old friend, he knew Wang Huaxin less than anyone else.

It does look beautiful, most rarely with the serenity and elegance of the body.

But it had nothing to do with him. Maybe Fix glanced at it and turned it off.

A few more weeks have passed.

It's been a month since I broke up with the little girl.

Leaning on the bed, Xu Shubai's habitual point opened the WeChat page, his fingers slide, and the conversation record that he had long been familiar with appeared in front of him: daily greetings, three to five minutes apart from the soup of the soul, and sometimes the fun things to share around him.

A month ago, he also held a considerable place in each other's lives.

Now there is no intersection between the two sides at all.

Xu Shubai felt a little cheap.

He seldom describes a person with such crude adjectives, but now he uses them on himself.

Clearly because of her own principles, she took the initiative to alienate her.

He did it, but he wasn't used to it because of her alienation, and he didn't even give up.

Xu Shubai, you've lived all these years for nothing.

He spits at himself in his heart, but his hands spit uncontrollably at each other's circles of friends.