The party was full of people. Jasmine had never attended any parties, so she was not used to such a
crowded place.
Noticing her discomfort, Sharon asked softly, "what's wrong with you? Do you feel uncomfortable?
Should I take you to the hospital?"
"Uh... No, thanks. I just can't get used to the place with so many people. "
"…… How could it be possible? You look active."
Jasmine smiled awkwardly, "I don't like places with too many people, and I hate to be with people I
don't know."
"Then we..." Weren't they strangers to her? "Well, relax. Just take it as a party. If you feel
uncomfortable, go to the garden outside to breathe some fresh air."
Jasmine nodded gratefully.
In fact, Jasmine didn't know what was wrong with her today. Normally, she wouldn't take part in the
party, nor would she be willing to talk to strangers so much. But today, she told them so much, and
even showed her true thoughts and emotions.
She was not afraid of these people in front of her at all. Instead, she had a very familiar feeling.
It was like... They had known each other for many years.
At the beginning of the banquet, Jasmine wanted to sit next to Sharon, but she was pulled over by
Mark.
"Why did you ask me to sit here?" Jasmine was a little unhappy. She didn't like the man in front of her.
She didn't like the domineering aura of him, and the arrogance in his eyes.
"Do you want to be the third wheel?" Although his tone was flat, there was a hint of disgust in it.
Jasmine replied in a low voice. Although she was not convinced, she didn't say anything more.
She looked at John and Sharon. She was not blind. Women were more sensitive than men. How could
she not see the relationship between them? But now it was a banquet. Even if she didn't take that seat,
others would sit there. Why couldn't she do that.
For the whole night, Jasmine didn't say a word to Mark. Instead, Mark had been picking up food for her
the whole night, taking good care of her, as if she was his woman.
Jasmine was quite depressed, especially when she saw others looking at her strangely.
"Well, don't get me any food."
"You are too thin. Eat more."
"……" Jasmine was speechless. She was thin? Did it have anything to do with him? It was so strange.
"Mr. Lan, we are just strangers. You don't have to take care of me so carefully. Besides, I'm twenty-four
years old. I have the ability to take care of myself. "
It was not until Mark heard what Jasmine had said that he realized he was behaving inappropriately
when he saw the dishes piled up in front of her.
Mark was absent-minded for a while and said apologetically, "sorry, I..."
The hall was bustling with noise and excitement, but Jasmine didn't feel happy at all. What's more, she
felt even more depressed and flustered because of the impoliteness of Mark.
She stood up, picked up her bag and walked out.
'What's wrong with you, Jasmine?
Why do you lose your temper with a stranger?
Is it necessary?'
Jasmine shook her stuffy head hard and took a deep breath to calm herself down.
Mark turned his head to look out of the window at Jasmine, who was standing in the garden. The sea
blue dress made her skin as white and delicate as a baby's. Her long black hair fell naturally like a
waterfall. She was wearing a pair of high-heeled shoes, which were not very high. Standing in the
moonlight, she was quiet and elegant, intoxicating.
Sharon came over and wanted to chat with Jasmine, but when she saw that Jasmine was not there,
she asked, "where is Jasmine?"
Hearing that, Mark raised his eyebrows. Seeing that Jasmine was standing in the garden, Sharon
chuckled and said, "She just told me that she couldn't adapt to the life with too many people. She would
be nervous if there were too many people."
"Uncomfortable?" He turned to look at Jasmine. No wonder she was restless all night.
He stood up and walked towards the garden.
"Miss Qin, I'm really sorry for my rudeness."
Jasmine tilted her head and looked at Mark. His sculptural face was so handsome and fascinating.
Although her man also very handsome, he was totally different from Mark.
Mark's handsome face exuded an aura of a king, sacred and inviolable, just like the God. Even if she
took a look at him once, as if she had offended the God, she could not help but keep looking at him.
Feeling thirsty, Jasmine swallowed awkwardly and said, "Nothing. I didn't treat you well just now as
well. "
"It's my fault. You don't like crowds. I don't know."
"…… It's not your fault. We are not familiar with each other. It's normal that you don't know. "
"We will get familiar as long as we get along with each other."
Jasmine was stunned. This man didn't look like a master of flirtation at all. How could he say something
like that!
At this time, her phone rang. Jasmine took out her phone and looked at it. Her face instantly darkened.
Mark turned his head to look at her. After a pause, Jasmine said, "I'm sorry. I have to answer the
phone." Then she pressed the answer key and walked away.
"Jasmine, where are you now?"
"I... I'm attending my friend's wedding. "
"Friend? Why don't I remember that you have any friend in German? "
Jasmine didn't say a word. Her chest was as stuffy as cotton.
"Do you know how many friends I have?"
"I'm your fiance."
"So what! Even my parents can't make me report everything to them. I'm a person, not your private
goods. I should also have my own private space. I have the right to make my own friends. I'm not your
pet. I don't need you to send people to watch me every day as if I were a thief. "
Jasmine was angry.
"Jasmine, I'm doing this for your own good. The outside world is too dangerous. I'm afraid you'll get
hurt. "
"The outside world is dangerous? Well, even if you are right, can you really protect me all the time? If
you have the ability, you can stay with me and look at me every day. Otherwise, why do you let those
bodyguards look at me? " Taking a deep breath, Jasmine tried to calm herself down and said: "I don't
want to quarrel with you. I believe you know why I come to Germany alone. If you don't reflect on
yourself, I don't guarantee that I will go further and make you never find me."
He would never find her...
Looking at Jasmine, Mark felt a sharp pain in his heart.
As soon as she hung up the phone, she saw the sadness in Mark's eyes. 'What's wrong with him?'
She slowly walked over and asked, "what's wrong with you?"
Before she could finish her words, Mark pulled her into his arms. Jasmine struggled, but she was held
more tightly.
"Don't move. Just give me a hug."
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