When Qingzhi heard this, she seemed to be slightly stunned. She didn't quite understand why Wen Jian suddenly said such words to her. Moreover, Wen Jian's eyes looked cold and unfamiliar, without the warmth of the past at all.
Nothing like the Wen Jian she knew.
Qingzhi thought Wen Jian was drunk, so she didn't pay too much attention to what he said when he was drunk. She just reached out to hold his hand and wanted to pull him up, "Wen Jian, you are drunk, I will take you back..."
However, the next moment, her hand was easily pushed away by Wen Jian. Wen Jian's eyes were filled with irritation and boredom, and his tone was cold: "Go back by yourself."
Qingzhi froze on the spot, looking at him with confusion, and gently blinked her eyelashes. There seemed to be a trace of confusion in her dark eyes, "Wen Jian... what on earth... happened to you?"
Wen Jian picked up the wine glass on the table again, filled it up leisurely, took a slow sip of wine, and said casually: "It's nothing, I just don't want to get married to you."
Qingzhi's face turned pale little by little, "Don't make such a joke with me."
Obviously they were together all night last night, and she stayed with him until dawn. When her parents agreed, he said that he would come to Shenghe Palace soon to propose to her.
How long has it been since then? Wen Jian suddenly seemed like a different person.
Qingzhi thought of something, looked at Wen Jian uneasily and asked, "Is it because Aunt Wen and the others don't agree to my marrying you?"
"You're thinking too much." Wen Jian lowered her head and swung the wine glass in her hand, and smiled slowly: "It's because I don't want to marry you Qingzhi."
Qingzhi stared at him, speechless, feeling embarrassed to stand here motionless.
But she had no reason to believe it.
Because she knows that no one in this world can like Qingzhi more than Wen Jian. Wen Jian will not dislike Qingzhi. Not long ago, he hugged her and made a promise to herself to take care of her for the rest of his life. .
How could he not like Qingzhi
Therefore, Qingzhi was stunned for a long time, and then spoke slowly, with a trembling voice: "Wen Jian, what happened, you can tell me, and we can solve it together, okay?"
Even though Wen Jian said such unpleasant words to her, Qingzhi still believed that Wen Jian had his reasons and difficulties.
Because Wen Jian didn't just fall in love with Qingzhi, he and Qingzhi had liked each other for so many years. They had grown up together, so she had no reason not to believe Wen Jian.
However, Wen Jian didn't even look at her, as if he thought she was too noisy around him, frowned, stood up, and asked the waiter to come over to pay, and then he walked past Qingzhi, as if He walked out of the tavern as if Qingzhi was nothing.
Qingzhi stood there in shock for a while, feeling panicked and thinking that she had done something wrong. She couldn't help but chase after Wen Jian and grabbed Wen Jian's hand. Wen Jian frowned and tried to push her away. , but Qingzhi grabbed his hand with both hands, refusing to let go, so Wen Jian had to stop, turned her head, and stared at Qingzhi coldly, Qingzhi's big eyes were slightly dull. Blushed, aggrieved, and looking at him at a loss, "Wen Jian, what did I do wrong?"
Wen Jian's pupils suddenly shrank, she looked away indifferently, and stared away for a long time. Then her eyes gradually regained their coldness, and she said, "Qingzhi, I just suddenly figured it out. You are not suitable."