Arthur's voice was very clear. He didn't look at Yue Tingfeng, his eyes were staring into the distance. He didn't know what he was looking at. He was probably regretting, regretting... not selling at the most favorable time.
Yue Tingfeng raised the corners of his lips, pushed open the car door, got out of the car, and stood up opposite Arthur: "Jealous... of me?"
Arthur nodded: "Of course! If we were switched, I think you would be as jealous as me. Although jealous people are ugly, jealousy is also a human emotion. I think... no one can really put an end to it. This feeling."
Yue Tingfeng agreed with this, "That's good. This shows that you are jealous of me because I got it, but you...have nothing."
Arthur was silent.
After a long time, he said: "That's right... I have nothing."
He turned and entered through the revolving door.
He has nothing, no, he still has Yan Qingsi's friendship now, but soon... he will lose even this friendship, probably... forever.
He wanted to get Yan Qingsi's affection, but it was too late. He originally had more time than Yue Tingfeng, and he also had the opportunity, but he didn't fight for it.
Now, he wants to fight for it, but the time is no longer right.
Yue Tingfeng leaned against the car door. The hotel manager had been standing next to him for a long time and asked in a low voice: "Boss, do you want to come in?"
"Don't come in, this is a distinguished guest of the Yue family, please treat him well..." Yue Tingfeng said the word "treat" very seriously.
The hotel manager bent down and nodded: "Yes..."
Yue Tingfeng sat down and left.
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Arthur opened the door and heard a burst of melodious jazz music coming from the room. Mir was holding a glass of whiskey in his hand. He raised it and said, "You're back... Do you want a drink?"
Arthur said coldly: "No need."
Mir: "That Yue Tingfeng sent you back?"
"how do you know?"
Mir raised the corners of his lips, and his ice-green eyes revealed a lazy coolness: "You can tell by your expression. If it were someone else, you probably wouldn't be so angry or upset... And, regret..."
Arthur took off his coat, threw it on the ground, turned and walked towards his bedroom.
Yes, he is upset, he regrets, and he is angry. He was not like this before coming to Luo City. Even if he knew that Yan Qingsi was in love, married, and had children, he would be a little sad at most, but he did not have such strong hatred.
Now, after seeing every detail of Yan Qingsi and Yue Tingfeng getting along yesterday, seeing the close relationship between their husband and wife, and seeing the unconcealed tenderness and love for Yue Tingfeng in her eyes, he felt bitter, jealous, and regretful in his heart. , ferment quickly.
Arthur felt that he had to calm down, otherwise, he might lose control.
He opened the door to the bedroom and stepped in. He heard Mir say behind him: "But it doesn't matter. I gave him a small gift. I believe he will receive it soon."
Arthur suddenly stopped and turned around slowly: "What do you mean?"
"That's what you heard!"
Arthur came to Mir in two steps and knocked the wine glass out of his hand: "After I said this, everyone must listen to me. You didn't open your ears, did you?"
The wine glass fell on the expensive carpet without making any sound, and the whiskey spilled onto the stall, quickly seeping into it.
Mir spread his hands and said: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious... We have been here for a few days, we must do something."