As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "bang" sound and the trash can at his feet was kicked over by Fang Jiayi.
She stood in front of him, a head shorter than him, but her eyes were piercing. In the quiet bathroom, she looked a little gloomy and indifferent. "Do you know why I always reject you? It's because of this. You will never forget that I took the money, so once you are angry or quarreling, you will bring up this matter. I have already told you that I am not Ying Xiaoxiao. Ying Xiaoxiao is fake. The Ying Xiaoxiao who can always accommodate you, tolerate you, love you, and smile at you after being humiliated by you is all fake. I, Fang Jiayi, can't let you humiliate me at will without having a temper. My self-esteem and my temper will not allow it. You want to find a little sheep who loves you, that Zhang Baoer outside is one of them. You should treat her well, convince your parents, and then marry her, isn't that enough? Or you should ask Madam Mu to spend money to get a Ying Xiaoxiao to accompany you, always follow your wishes, coax you, and make you happy and satisfied."
The memory she hated the most was her time in college. She was not living like herself at all. Yes, she did it for money, so she could not complain or be dissatisfied. But it was different now. She was now a social elite. She had the right to choose not to return to the memory of that time when she had no choice. However, Mu Ziyin would always bring it up, always mentioning that her purpose of approaching him was for money.
After saying that, she even smiled sarcastically, which made him feel a little depressed for a moment.
"Yes, I have let you down before. I am apologizing to you once again here. But if you still insist on being stubborn and think that I owe you something here and there, and that you can just call me in front of you to teach me a lesson and humiliate me, then I am sorry. I am telling you that there will never be such an opportunity again in the future."
Mu Ziyin didn't say anything. In fact, he didn't intend to mention these things at all. He just said those words because he was angry and jealous.
Maybe he couldn't forget the deception. Even though he still loved her in his heart, he still remembered deeply that she had lied to him.
After Fang Jiayi finished speaking, she didn't say anything else, nor did she want to say anything else. She threw away the tissue in her hand, pushed open the bathroom door, and walked out.
But before he could walk out, he was pulled back.
She was stunned.
The tall figure suddenly approached, trapping her between the door and his chest, covering her tightly.
Their eyes met, and hers were filled with gloom.
Mu Ziyin leaned over, his whole handsome face magnified in front of him, "Fang Jiayi, I know you are not Ying Weixiao, I have already accepted it. I told you not to have other thoughts about the boss, not because I think you are not worthy of him, but because I don't like you liking him."
The warm breath fell on Fang Jiayi's ears, and she was stunned for a moment.
Mu Ziyin continued, "Remember what I said. If you don't want us brothers to turn against each other, don't provoke him."
After saying that, he opened the bathroom door and walked out.
Fang Jiayi pursed her lips, looking helpless.
He went after Zhang Baoer, but ended up threatening her. Ha, he is really capable...
*
Back in the private room, the music was blasting.
Su Yi and Zhang Baoer were singing "Red Dust" together. It was Zhang Baoer who said she knew how to sing this song and insisted on squeezing in to sing along.
Song Yan'an held a glass of wine and listened quietly in the darkness, his eyes deep.
Mu Ziyin sat over and took a few big gulps of wine until he choked. Then he put the glass in his hand down heavily and bent over to cough.
"Why are you drinking so fast?" Song Yan'an frowned and looked at him.
Mu Ziyin looked at him sideways, squinting his eyes, and said, "Does Fang Jiayi like you?"
Song Yanan was stunned and laughed, "How should I know?"
"If you really consider me a brother, don't give her hope later."
"…" Song Yan'an was confused and turned his eyes away, "I think you have some misunderstanding."
"No misunderstanding, that's what I think."
Song Yanbiao's expression was indescribable. He reached out and patted him on the back, "Youngest, unrequited love is too painful. Or, you can just give up like me."
When Mu Ziyin heard this, his eyelashes moved, as if he had reacted to something, and he raised his eyes.
Following Song Yan'an's gaze, he saw Su Yi, who was smiling and singing, at the end of his sight.
Unrequited love
His beautiful eyes narrowed, and he finally came to his senses. Why did Song Yan'an, unhappy as she was, not stop Shichu from going on a blind date with someone else? Until now, he still insisted that he was not a marriage person. Even if Lan Shichu and him could not be together in the future, he would not be too sad, because his love for Lan Shichu was completely fake...
The person he really likes is Su Yi...
"Boss..." Mu Ziyin's expression was stunned, "Are you referring to Su Yi?"
Hearing this, Song Yan'an was stunned and felt a dull pain in his heart, but his face remained calm.
Mu Ziyin nodded, "So that's how it is. I understand."
"Do you understand?" Song Yan'an raised his eyebrows slightly, with no abnormality in his eyes.
"Um."
"What do you unserstand."
Mu Ziyin pondered for a moment, "Actually, there are still some things I don't understand."
Song Yanan raised her lips and looked at a certain place, "What don't you understand?"
"Why do you pretend to like Shi Chu?"
He lowered his head, tightened his grip on the wine glass, and said calmly, "Because I know it's impossible, but I don't want to stay away. If I didn't have a target to divert my attention, my thoughts would be discovered soon."
"So... you're not taking advantage of Shi Chu?"
Song Yanan turned around and smiled coldly, "You have always said that Shi Chu and I are a couple. Have I ever said it myself? Do I like her?"
Mu Ziyin couldn't answer and drank a large glass of wine.
A few minutes later, Fang Jiayi came back.
Her complexion had returned to normal. She sat in her seat and was about to talk to Song Yanan when she saw him stand up and said apologetically, "I seem to be a little drunk. I'll go out for some fresh air. You guys continue chatting."
"Are you okay?" Fang Jiayi asked with concern.
Song Yanan shook his head, "It's okay, it's just too stuffy here, I want to go out for a walk."
Fang Jiayi just wanted to go home, so she stood up and said, "Then I'll go out with you. I just want to go home too."
Song Yanan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mu Ziyin who was standing aside with a gloomy look, with an expression that said "I can't help you anymore".
Mu Ziyin's brows furrowed as the two left, and for a moment, he lost interest.
Zhang Baoer finished singing and sat back with a smile, "Brother Yin, why did you drink so much? I saw you when I was singing just now, and you drank several glasses."
Mu Ziyin didn't want to pay attention to her and poured another glass of wine.
Zhang Baoer frowned, reached out, and snatched the wine glass from his hand, "Brother Yin, you really have drunk too much, don't drink anymore."
Mu Ziyin no longer had the wine glass in his hand, and without saying a word, he leaned back on the sofa, looking at the colorful rotating lights above his head, his expression full of loneliness.
Zhang Baoer bit her lip, her nails digging into her flesh.
*
The next morning, the doorbell of Song Yanan's house rang.
He opened the door and saw Mu Ziyin with messy hair outside. His suit was in a mess and he was holding a bag of breakfast in his hand.
"Good morning, big brother." Mu Ziyin curled his lips and smiled in a ruffian way.
Song Yanan held the toothbrush and frowned, "Why are you looking for me so early?"
"Have breakfast." He waved the bag in his hand and walked in.
Song Yanan went back to the bathroom to brush her teeth.
Mu Ziyin put breakfast on the dining table, and as soon as he changed his shirt and came out of the bedroom, he asked him casually, "Brother, what time did you get home last night?"
Song Yanan sat at the dining table, crossed her legs, and looked at Mu Ziyin deeply, "Why are you asking this?"
"Just asking, what did you guys talk about last night?"
"You? Me and who?"
Mu Ziyin frowned, "Still pretending? Who else?"
Song Yanan laughed heartily, "Then guess what."
Mu Ziyin said unhappily: "If I could guess it, would I come here to ask you?"
Song Yanan hummed and refused to say anything.
Mu Ziyin scratched his hair in torment, "Boss, is it not enough for me to call you big brother? Tell me quickly, is there nothing wrong between you two?"
"If there is anything, would you be willing to help us?" Song Yan'an raised his eyes and asked half-jokingly.
"Nonsense! Of course I don't want to!"
Starting today, I’d like to update four times a day. By the way, I’d like to recommend Xuxu’s new novel "Goodbye Kiss, My School God is a Little Sweet" - Jia Lan. It’s a realistic campus novel. The character is introverted in the early stage, rebellious in the middle stage, and strong in the late stage. It may have some golden fingers, but I have to wait for the right time. Let me write about the sweet and sad feelings of secretly loving a boy. Haha, this may be Xuxu’s bad taste. I like the feelings of a girl with a lot on her mind. I think they are particularly sad and beautiful. This is the first time I’ve tried to like the hero from the very beginning. I hope you like it. Muah!
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