Jiang Beiyuan's eyebrows suddenly became a little dim, and a trace of loss slipped from his eyes.
A scene from the past emerged in my mind, vividly visible.
Disappointment also came, filling his heart at this moment.
The disappointment only lasted for a moment. He raised his eyes again. His voice was still calm and controlled, "She just doesn't dislike me, otherwise she wouldn't have been married to me for so long. How about you ask the person next to you if she dislikes me?" no?"
He was content and strategizing, his brows raised upwards in a teasing manner.
"me… "
Xu Anqing picked her fingers and hesitated, unable to speak.
On the side, Pei Jinling was so angry that her face turned green and she couldn't say a word!
…
Sleepy night bar.
The lights are feasting and the night is floating.
Near the right corner of the bar, in the dim corner, are two beautiful figures.
One of them, as graceful as a pearl, used the power of alcohol to fire his small mouth like a machine gun.
"To say that his son is so noble that I can't even imagine, I'm so fucking hehehe!"
"Is his son a prince of the King of the United Arab Emirates scattered abroad, or a member of the British royal family, something I can't reach?"
"You didn't listen to her tone. It made me feel like I could only carry his son's shoes!"
"Ah, who's more noble these days? Don't they all have one head, two eyes, a nose and a mouth?"
"dont you agree?"
"Who the hell isn't a little princess anymore? She just owes his son 200,000 yuan. I guarantee you will pay it back this month!"
"By the way, I really should have slapped her twice before letting her go! It has been so many years since the Qing Dynasty was dead, but there is still such an old witch who thinks she is the Empress Dowager Cixi. Damn, I am so angry!"
“…”
Listening to Yan Nian's nonsensical complaints, Ding Baoyi shook her head and sighed, grabbing the cup from Yan Nian's hand.
"Stop drinking!"
"Oh, I'm not drunk. My drinking capacity is not as bad as Jiang Beiyuan's!"
Jiangbeiyuan…
Jiangbeiyuan…
The name rolled over and over in her heart, bringing with it traces of pain.
The pain caused her to breathe a little faster, her heart felt uncomfortable somewhere, and she couldn't breathe.
She let go and allowed the cup to be snatched away by Ding Baoyi, and her whole body was completely enveloped in sadness.
"I don't like it... I don't like it at all..."
"What, you don't like Jiangbeiyuan?"
"I like Jiangbeiyuan."
Read every word.
He admitted it simply and neatly.
A blur of light appeared in her eyes, but it was quickly suppressed, replaced by an unprecedented calmness.
Is it true that if two people stay together for a long time, the other one will be very similar to one of them
Otherwise, why could she now learn from Jiang Beiyuan's calmness and indifference, as if she had a profound enlightenment
"But I don't like my current life, not at all."
“…”
Ding Baoyi said nothing and looked at Yan Nian steadily.
"I have... already, I will never love someone risking my life, and then be hurt all over again."
Ding Baoyi sighed heavily.
The previous failed relationship had a huge impact on Yan Nian!
There was a wound in her heart that never healed.
The appearance of Jiang Beiyuan now made her heart beat, but it did not give her the sense of security she wanted, nor did she truly understand that this person was worthy of being entrusted to her for the rest of her life.
"Wen Yu has returned to China."
Ding Baoyi said.
"It seems that he just came back yesterday. I heard from my classmates."
Wen Yu…
Yan Nian sneered coldly, took another cup next to him, and continued drinking, "Whether he comes back or not is none of my business. I don't care about him, and I don't care about anyone."
"Hey Yan Nian, did you know that there are three types of men in the world?"
Ding Baoyi smiled and shrugged.
"One is a scumbag, like Wen Yu, you know. The other is a homosexual, who likes men but not women. The other is a rare good man in the world. There are so many temptations in the world, and he is the only one who can Be devoted to a woman."
Soft spot.
What a beautiful word.
Yan Nian gave a wry smile and shook the cup holder in her hand. The mist rising from the rim of the cup blurred her eyes.
"Sister, what are you trying to hint to me? Jiang Beiyuan is the third type?"
"Which type he is depends on which type you attribute him to in your heart."
"He has a soft spot."
Yan Nian's eyes suddenly turned red.
"But the person he has a soft spot for is not me."
It's his ex-girlfriend.
He loves her very much.
She always knew.
Yan Nian suddenly lay on the table and started crying.
It’s really hard to say when one person is jealous of another person’s timing.
At this moment, she wished she could shed all the tears she had accumulated over the years.
(End of chapter)