Chapter 85

Yan realized he wasn't mistaken. He obediently sat down on the nearby sofa. 。The two of them chatted back and forth. Mr. Fu's late wife was from Guangzhou, so he had specially learned Cantonese for h...Recently, he's been busy training and hasn't had much time to spend with her. He doesn't even know that she was bullied by someone surnamed Huang before. This brother of his has failed miserably.

As Song Ji was about to board the plane, she turned back and saw Fu Jing.

He has lost weight, and his facial features are more defined.

In fact, Fu Jing had noticed her a long time ago. It's just that they had an unpleasant parting that day, and he couldn't forget about her. He wanted to get closer but also knew it was impossible again.

Still, Fu Jing spoke first, "Should we go home Or somewhere else I'll take you."

"I drove here," Fu Yan shook her head.

Fu Jing tightened his grip on the car keys and nodded.

"Fu Jing," Fu Yan called out to him, "I'm sorry."

Ji Lin said that Fu Jing had been in low spirits lately. He never drank, but that night he drank a lot. It turned out Ji Lin already knew it was because Fu Jing didn't want Ji Lin to tell her.

Even though she had shattered his beautiful imagination of love, he insisted on defending her.

Fu Jing said calmly, "You don't owe me anything. You have the right to like someone, but I hope you are happy. If that person makes you unhappy, I will be sad."

After saying that, Fu Jing left the airport.

Fu Yan watched his back, her heart filled with a thousand thoughts. It turned out that the one you loved first was destined to be humble.

just like she was with Huo Mingzheng.

Ho Mingzheng is more than just making her unhappy.

Fu Yan felt as if her heart had been ripped from her chest and held up to the scorching sun, then buried deep in the freezing snow. He didn't care about her life or death, ruthlessly hurting her at will.

Late at night, Cao Yuan parked his car in the parking lot of Zui Ren Jian. Cao Fang got out of the passenger seat and opened the back door of the car.

Huo Mingzheng stepped out of the car with long strides, handing the document to Cao Fang. Cao Fang organized it and put it into his briefcase.

Suddenly, the man walking ahead stopped. Cao Yuan and Cao Fang immediately stopped as well, their reaction speed was extremely fast.

Cao Yuan had excellent vision; he could see clearly even from a distance. Huo Mingzheng was currently looking at a white Volkswagen in the parking space.

The license plate looks a bit familiar.

The person in the car was sprawled over the steering wheel, either drunk or asleep, motionless, only their black hair visible. It was barely discernible that it was a woman.

After sending Ji Lin off, Fu Yan drove aimlessly and unknowingly ended up at Drunkard's Paradise.

She had heard that people often came to Drunk World to get drunk, but looking at the list of drinks, she knew she couldn't afford to get drunk because she didn't have enough money.

So she drank a few cups.

Whether it was a cold, her weak constitution, or simply exhaustion from the previous night, after a few glasses of wine, she felt surprisingly drunk.

Before leaving, Ji Lin gave her a thousand warnings not to wander around outside carelessly. In this society where there are so many predators, it's impossible to be too careful, especially since she is particularly beautiful.

She knew, so she obediently went back to her car. She wanted to call a ride-hailing service, but then she discovered her phone was dead.

Huo Mingzheng truly felt that her self-preservation awareness was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. She left the car door unlocked, and even in this state of intoxication, she dared to sleep past it.

His face was cold, he pulled open the car door and bent down to carry her out of the seat.

Fu Yan's head slipped, her face pressed against his chest.

As the streetlights shone down, Huo Mingzheng's hand froze.

Fu Yan closed his eyes, tears wetting his coat. In a moment, they were absorbed into the fabric.

She cried.

Fu Yan didn't know if it was her heart hurting or some other part of her body, but she was in so much pain, it felt like she was going to die.

She clutched onto Huo Mingzheng's collar like a drowning man grasping at a straw, her fingers white-knuckled and she mumbled incessantly in her drunken sleep, her voice hoarse.

"Ho Mingzheng, can you please, don't get engaged, can you not... You know I..." but not his specific condition."A sinister chuckle."Well then, the game will be even more fun. Send some people out and invite Fu Yan over to play too.""Yes."Kevin reminded him, "Ho Mingzheng must be...