她一直都在想他什么时候才会把她带回家，特么的直到分手后，她也不知道他家别墅是长的还是圆的。                                                                                现在呢，她有机会看到了，可要眼巴巴的站在大门口往里看，连踏进去的机会都没有。这窝囊气，她要怎么咽的下去？                                                                                她抬头，幽幽说道：“四哥，第一次听过这样的待客之道，邀客人过来，还要让客人站在门口谈，站就站了，连口茶都没有的喝。”                                                                                蒋慕承轻轻吐了口烟雾，问：“带水杯了么？我让保姆给你倒一杯。”                                                                                夏乔：“”她揉揉心口，“蒋慕承，你不会连你家杯子都不给我用吧？”                                                                                他说：“苏韵会不高兴。”                                                                                卧槽！                                                                                夏乔现在最想做的一件事就是对蒋慕承一阵拳打脚踢，才能泄心头之愤，这么特的太欺负人了。                                                                                她又不是眼巴巴赶来找他的，是他非让她过来的，好不好？！                                                                                “蒋慕承，你考虑我的自尊跟感受没？”                                                                                蒋慕承弹弹烟灰，面色冷峻：“在餐厅外面时，你就考虑过苏韵的颜面跟感受？夏乔，若不是考虑到你的自尊，你以为你当时能潇洒转身？”                                                                                他抽了口烟，看向她。                                                                                夏乔也正好在看他，烟雾吐出，她感觉眼前有些朦胧，看不清真实的他。