Trap me in your love

"Mark, what are you up to?" What Carl was confused about was who on earth was the person Mark said that he couldn't control himself! "I remember that you went to see Ken once when Jessie disappeared. I still remember that you told me at that time that Ken had agreed you to be with Jessie and hoped you to find her. Why did the Crimson Dragon Society turn to us again? Did Ken change his mind? "

"Of course not." Taking a sip of the wine in his glass, Mark said firmly, "the explosion of Mongolia is true, and the Crimson Dragon Society is fake."

"What?"

Looking at Carl's face, who seemed to be at a loss for words, Mark raised his head, drank up the wine in one gulp, put down the glass, stood up and put his hands in the bags. "Ask John to come back. Don't stay around women all day long. He can't even handle a woman. It's really shameful."

The corner of Carl's mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes at Mark. He thought to himself, 'I don't know who has been looking for a woman for three years. You have the nerve to say that John can't handle a woman. So do you!'!

It's a case of the pot calling the kettle black.

Although Mark was in German, he had to worry about the industrial projects all over the world. With a smug smile, he went straight to a branch company in German.

In the car, he took out his phone and input a number that Nick had just found. Then he pressed the "send" button and said with a bright mood, "Sam, your lady will be back soon."

"Really? That's great. "

Raising his head, Sam looked at Mark in the rearview mirror excitedly. Not only Mark was happy, but also his men were happy.

Recalling the days after lady disappeared, it could be described as "darkness and helplessness". That day was extremely suffering.

that lady was back, not only did the young master live a better life, but also they could breathe a sigh of relief, and the head hanging on their

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the phone call, Lawrence smoked a few cigarettes in the garden, lit some food,

came, so I specially asked him to cook something. Come and have a try." Lawrence put the food on the table one by one, and took out a bottle of Lafite that had

over, Lawrence picked up a rose and handed it to her. He said softly: "Jasmine, it

her and took

you don't have to move out, do you? " Lawrence wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of her idea of moving out, but he didn't expect that this time, Jasmine was determined to move out. In order not to affect

absent-minded and

front of her, what came to her mind was the

and beer on the street in Berlin,

it didn't mean that money meant

he would only give her the best in everything. Even if she wanted

like today's meal, he would not ask her what she liked to eat, the degree of hunger and so on. He would only give her the best thing he thought, but never

red rose in front of her. She didn't like roses at all, and she hated red roses more. She felt that the passion of red roses was not suitable for her at all. She preferred those little and unnoticeable flowers, such as jasmine, hibiscus,

dislike and resist Lawrence from the bottom of her heart. No matter what he did, she always felt that something was wrong, bad, and she didn't like him. However, no matter how hateful she was, she still kept a faint smile on her face. That smile was

dinner, Lawrence made an excuse and left. When Jasmine saw him disappear in the room, she breathed a sigh of relief, as if she was relieved.

Red roses...

table and threw