Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 27

She was a talented painter, the patterns were naturally not repeated. Each one was beautiful, and it was only $20, which was too cheap.

The T–shirts were selling well, and more than half of them were cleared in a short while. Sofia felt for the first time that she had some courage to live.

“How much was one?”

“$20 for one, $35 for two…“Sofia stopped talking and raised her head to look at the tall and handsome man standing in front of the stall.

Wearing a black motorcycle suit, he probably came here on a motorcycle, with a motorcycle helmet in his hand. Standing in the bright lights of the street, he tilted his head and smiled at her.

His smile was charming.

The girls passing by looked at Brian one after another, and they felt blushing just by looking at him, and he was attractive.

Sofia lowered her head and ignored him. Brian’s face froze in embarrassment, and he squatted in front of Sofia, “Hi! Why were you angry with me? You have ignored me recently, refused to answer phone calls, and blocked me. I am also your savior! How could you ignore me?”

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ignored him. Brian was helpless, “Fine, do you have lover pack?”

aback, she didn’t draw men’s t–shirts, they were all women’s. Brian’s words gave her ideas.

through the unpainted T–shirts. He picked up the largest size and put it in

dollars to

out hastily, standing up

so cheap, 30,000 was also the starting price. Back then, a dress you designed won an award in Milan, and the bonus was

at the small table in front of Sofia, with his two long legs stretched out by

to everything but was the most stubborn. Once he recognized

just wanted to send him away as soon as possible, so she lowered her head and unfolded the white T–shirt Brian picked out on the table. She picked up a pen and looked at

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looked at her, and nodded his heart, “I want you…”

Sofia frowned fiercely.

want you… the tulips you grew in your garden when you were young, the red ones, the reddest

were stiff. She liked tulips since she was a child, and liked the strong aesthetic feeling. Her father asked the gardener