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I have to say, I haven't seen Zhuo Yang so furious for a long time. Perhaps because of the education he received since childhood, Zhuo Yang rarely showed his emotions to the outside world. It seemed that the only few times he got angry was because of An Ran's death.
His eyes were bloodshot and he stared at me as if he wanted to torture me to death.
I moved my lips, trying to argue.
But, in the end, I didn't—
Because, under his gloomy and cold gaze, I couldn't say a word.
I don't know when the desire to tell him the truth disappeared, and I didn't even have a way to do it. I could only watch the misunderstanding between us grow deeper and deeper.
"What are you doing!" Zhuo Yang was probably laughing out of anger. Although his actions were brutal, he had a strange smile on his face.
I didn't know what was happening, and I didn't notice that I was still in Song Yu's arms.
Zhuo Yang took a step forward, as if he wanted to tear me to pieces.
But-
Suddenly, Hu Ling came up from behind and hugged him, "Yang... don't do this... someone will see us..." Shit, won't anyone see her pulling and tugging like this
Hu Ling looked delicate and aggrieved, and I suddenly understood. It turned out that this was a revenge.
Song Yu had robbed Hu Ling of the honor that she should have had, and now he was here to settle the score. He also acted like a spoiled child with Zhuo Yang and acted cute.
I sneered and was about to retort sarcastically when Zhuo Yang did something that surprised me.
Strictly speaking, it was something that surprised everyone present.
"Get out!" Zhuo Yang shook off Hu Ling who was clinging to him, and threw her on the ground beside him without mercy, as if he was throwing a bag of garbage.
I saw Hu Ling's eyes suddenly turned red. If her previous tears were just an act, then now she was undoubtedly in real pain.
But-
I don't understand what happened? Isn't Zhuo Yang's true love the girl Hu Ling in front of him? A man will usually show his true self when he is angry...
His truest side is to throw away his true love
I really don’t understand... But I don’t need to understand, Zhuo Yang came over quickly, took my hand and walked out quickly.
We walked through the quiet corridor, opened the door, and entered the elevator. Zhuo Yang kept holding my wrist.
I felt a little pain and came back to my senses from my confusion.
"Um... my hand hurts a little..."
Bang-
Zhuo Yang didn't let me go, but his other free hand hit the elevator above my head.
I was startled and couldn't help but shrink back.
"Don't... don't hit me..."
I didn't mean it. Although I know Zhuo Yang has always hated me, I also know him well, and he never hits a woman.
I just reacted out of habit.
But-
Zhuo Yang looked very hurt, with disbelief in his dark eyes.
Finally, he slowly let go of her hand and laughed.
"An Yue... you are really good... you are really good..."
I am still confused.
Judging from Zhuo Yang's tone, it seemed like I had done something extraordinary.
bite-
The elevator has arrived.
I think I've seen enough of the good shows today. I should go home, take a shower and have some sleep, and continue my life and work as usual tomorrow.
However, before I could walk out of the elevator, Zhuo Yang pulled me back.
A big hand grabbed the back of my head and my body was thrown hard against the smooth wall of the elevator. Because of the hands behind my head, I didn't get a head full of bumps, but my body still suffered a little.
"You are crazy!"
I cursed him rudely, but Zhuoyang came over and bit my lips.
…
The next day, I went to work with dark eyes. Ding Wei saw that I didn't sleep well and had no sympathy at all.
"What's wrong? Was the situation very intense last night?"
Ding Wei said this and glanced at my bitten lip.
I knew she had misunderstood something, but I felt there was no need to say it. Besides, how could I tell her that Zhuo Yang seemed to be crazy, biting and touching me yesterday, and almost ripped off my panties.
Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore and slapped him, and he let me go.
I think I really don't understand Zhuo Yang. Shouldn't he hate me? But he seems to like my body very much, especially after the divorce...
Will he find out that I am his true love after we get divorced
This thought gave me a chill. I really had trouble sleeping and was overthinking... How could it be possible...
Obviously, this day was not a peaceful one. The morning entertainment newspapers were full of footage of Song Yu kissing me, and many people were asking who this woman was who had won the first screen kiss from Song Yu. I saw that she was going to crush me to ashes.
I shuddered and decided to ask Ding Wei for leave. When I went out for annual leave, Li Ruobing called me.
"You and Song Yu are together?"
"Ahem..." I almost spit out all the coffee I took, "Don't say such harsh words... What do you mean by getting together..."
"How lame!" Li Ruobing sneered without any hesitation.
“…????”
"That brat Ayu hasn't gotten over you yet..."
"… "
I somewhat admire Li Ruobing's brain capacity, but the important thing is... Song Yu's kiss really gave me some other feelings.
If I hadn't told you about the parking lot incident, I might have had some thoughts about Zhuo Yang. But maybe it's because I'm getting older and thinking more about myself. Now I don't enjoy the feeling of self-abuse anymore, so as Li Ruobing said, can I find another person
But, if that person is Song Yu...
I hesitated deeply.
Song Yu called me in the evening.
"Sorry... for putting you on the front page."
I smiled and took a bite of the crisp apple. "It did have some impact... But I also saw a good show. Thank you."
I sincerely thank you. I know that Song Yu did that because of me. I believe that this incident may have a greater impact on him as a public figure.
"By the way..." Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered that Song Yu had ruined Zhuo Yang's plan. Will he be hidden from the public
"Did Zhuoyang embarrass you?"
Song Yu on the other end seemed to smile, and after a long while he said something in a low voice.
"Just him? Yueyue... don't worry... I'm fine..."
Despite what Song Yu said, I was still a little worried.
Sure enough, within a few days, I heard that Song Yu was going to quit the entertainment industry. I was shocked. Song Yu had just won a newcomer award, and he was going to quit the entertainment industry like this...
It doesn't make sense... The only possibility is that Zhuo Yang did something.
I really wanted to find Zhuo Yang to argue with him, but at the last step of reason, I stopped.
Who am I? What influence can I have on Zhuo Yang? And, most importantly, I really don't want to see Zhuo Yang and Hu Ling, two bitches.
I didn't go to find Zhuo Yang, but I didn't expect that Zhuo Yang came to find me.
"What are you doing here?" I looked unhappy and was about to close the door, but Zhuo Yang had already blocked the door.
"Open the door."
"I won't."
Very good, Zhuoyang pushed the door open directly. Because of the great force, I almost fell to the ground.
Zhuo Yang walked straight into the room and sat on my favorite little sofa.
"Give me a glass of water."
"You..." This is really too much.
I didn't move. I leaned against the door with my fists clenched and looked at Zhuo Yang coldly, "What do you want to do? Did you do what happened to Song Yu... How could you do that?"
"Why can't I?"
Zhuoyang stood up and walked towards me.
I was startled and instinctively stepped back.
In the end, I found that Zhuo Yang passed me and went straight to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water, and also poured me a glass.
"I am the boss of excellence. It is my business to do what I want to do..."
"But... he is a very talented actor... you will ruin him by doing this..." Although Song Yu is a genius, I can understand that geniuses also need to be recognized.
Song Yu finally found his dream of being recognized, how could Zhuo Yang be so cruel...
"Do you think I'm cruel? Do you think I shouldn't do that?" Zhuo Yang took a sip of water and looked at me steadily.
"You only know how to worry about Song Yu... Why don't you think about me... Ahem..." Zhuo Yang coughed and then said, "Why don't you think about... He sent himself to death..."
I don't believe Zhuo Yang can't handle such a small storm. He is the boss of a cultural film and television company. He should have experienced such storms frequently. How could he not be able to solve it
I was convinced that he did it on purpose.
We don't see eye to eye and there's nothing left for him to talk about.
"I'm sorry... I'm very tired and want to rest. Please go away."
I really didn't have the energy to get entangled with Zhuo Yang, but even after I ordered him to leave, he didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.
He just leaned lazily on the sofa and stared at me.
My back was hairy and my whole body was covered with goose bumps.
At this time, Zhuo Yang slowly said something.
"Song Yu likes you? Do you like him too?"
I was a little angry and embarrassed and couldn't help but fight back.
"What's this got to do with you?"
Zhuo Yang smiled, but his smile was a little cold.
"Since we had some friendship in the past, I want to remind you... Song Yu is not me... The forces behind him are more complicated than you can imagine..."
I understand what Zhuoyang means. He probably means that you, An Yue, are a withered flower and a scabby woman who wants to eat a swan. It's better to save your energy and go to sleep and stop daydreaming.
But…
He must not know that I am more sober than ever.
I understand more than ever—
I took a deep breath, smiled, and said slowly: "Don't worry, I have made a huge mistake, and this mistake is enough to make me regret it for the rest of my life... I think... I don't have the courage to take another wrong path..."
if-
If I could start my life over again...
Well, I would rather go to an orphanage than live in the An family. Well, I would rather not climb up the apricot tree in the yard that day. I would rather -
I have never met Zhuoyang in this life.