Han Xiaoxiao blushed and stammered in defense: "No! Brother Yicheng and I really love each other... I... I... I... "
"What are you doing? If you two love each other, find a place where there is no one else to fall in love with. No one will bother you even if you fall in love to death, so don't worry about others here!" Tang Xiaomei said.
Before Han Xiaoxiao didn't interfere in my marriage with Zhao Yicheng, Tang Xiaomei was still very good to Han Xiaoxiao. Now when I saw Han Xiaoxiao, it was like I had swallowed a fly. I couldn't spit it out, and I didn't dare to swallow it. I was so disgusted.
Under the dim light, I could still clearly see Han Xiaoxiao's hazy tearful eyes. Her eyes were so innocent, as if I had bullied her. She bit her lips tighter, pretending to be a weakling, trying to gain my sympathy, or... get Feng Zhenyang’s sympathy.
Feng Zhenyang said that he didn't like pitiful women, so why did he pretend to be pitiful? It’s such a big deal, I’ll shed endless tears, I’m using myself as a faucet! If you don’t have that time, it’s better to think about how to solve the problem.
So the more Feng Zhenyang looked at Han Xiaoxiao, the more displeased he became. Finally, he became impatient: "Han Xiaoxiao, don't bite your lip! If it bleeds, people will think a vampire has broken into the bar."
Han Xiaoxiao's face turned even redder, and she was extremely embarrassed. A trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes, which passed quickly, and then she continued to use her pity to stalemate us.
"Let's go." I suddenly wondered, what did Zhao Yicheng see in Han Xiaoxiao? Oh, what could it be? There is no reason for love.
They love deeply, passionately, and regardless of worldly eyes. I have no interest in knowing. Even looking at Han Xiaoxiao makes me sick. If I can’t clap my hands, what can I do? The only thing you can do is live a better life than them. Therefore, I don't want to say anything more to her.
"Sister Shen..." Han Xiaoxiao stood in front of me, her beautiful face full of tears: "Sister Shen, I know you hate me, but there is no right or wrong in love! The unloved... is... the third party …”
She said the next few words with a guilty conscience and her voice was even more subtle.
If it weren't for being in a bar with dozens of pairs of eyes watching, I would probably give Han Xiaoxiao a slap in the face. But I didn't. After all, after living for thirty years and working in the entertainment industry for more than ten years, I was not stupid enough to make a move against her.
In the face of fame and fortune, people's emotions are so easy to become indifferent. Zhao Yicheng and I are both emotional people. If I had wavered a little, maybe today would not have ended like this. The same is true for Zhao Yicheng. We have experienced many temptations and always insist on the relationship that belongs to us.
In the end, he lost to the years and the twenty-year-old Han Xiaoxiao. I was also twenty years old, and at that time I had the same youthful temperament as Han Xiaoxiao.
A young face can deceive people, but a temperament tempered by years can never deceive people. I am confident that I am no worse than Han Xiaoxiao, I just don’t have her youthful vitality and the original tenderness.
After more than ten years of ups and downs, I have forgotten what it means to rely on and what it means to feel pity for someone. Today Han Xiaoxiao showed me, but unfortunately I am not a man, let alone the Virgin Mary. In Han Xiaoxiao's eyes, I was just the unloved third person between her and Zhao Yicheng.
I laughed out loud: "Third party? Love? Han Xiaoxiao, do you know what love is? When I met Zhao Yicheng, he was just a singer in the Xidan tunnel. It was me who begged my grandpa to find a job for him. We We lived in a dilapidated and damp basement in Sanhuan, but we still laughed without any fanfare. When we got married, we couldn't even afford a ring. He and I got married naked. This is love."
"Do you feel that you are wronged by Zhao Yicheng for leaving all his property to me?" The expression on my face was very calm, but my heart was already in a storm, and my words were aggressive, pushing Han Xiaoxiao into a blind corner step by step: "I tell you Han Xiaoxiao, You have nothing to feel wronged about! The money was earned by me and Zhao Yicheng, and it has nothing to do with whoever he wants to give it to!" (To be continued)