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I rubbed my eyes. I thought I was seeing things. Zhuo Yang, who had driven away earlier, was now in the underground garage.
I carefully walked around behind the pillar. What on earth were these two people doing? Especially Zhuo Yang, why was he still hanging around downstairs of my house so late at night
I was full of doubts in my heart, as the two people over there seemed to be arguing about something.
"Brother Zhuoyang, what do you mean by this? Have you divorced Yueyue?" Song Yu obviously vented all his anger on Zhuoyang that he had not vented on me. "Don't forget... I am Yueyue's boyfriend now... What do you mean by this! You have reserved this parking space for more than a year, don't tell me it's just for fun..."
Zhuo Yang seemed to have been here for some time. There were countless cigarette butts scattered under his feet, and he even had a cigarette butt in his hand. However, he seemed very calm about Song Yu's anger.
"I'm worried."
Zhuo Yang said lightly, and then he dropped the cigarette butt in his hand, turned back and looked at Song Yu, "I am worried about An Yue."
This sentence seemed to irritate Song Yu, "Why are you worried? An Yue... An Yue is already mine."
Strangely, when Song Yu declared war, Zhuo Yang shook his head and smiled, "No... She is not yours yet."
"you… "
Song Yu's face changed drastically. He was still too young and couldn't stand any provocation. At this moment, he stood at the rear of the car, panting, glaring at Zhuo Yang.
"But, she is no longer yours." However, Song Yu's high IQ is not just talk. He soon found that he was too excited and gradually calmed down. "Have you forgotten... Brother Zhuo Yang, who broke up our happy family, who pushed her into my arms..."
This hit Zhuo Yang's weak spot, and he couldn't laugh anymore. After a long time, he leaned against the car door and slowly spoke: "You and her are not suitable... Your family won't allow it..."
"That's my business... As long as I want, there's nothing between us."
"No... you are still too young after all... you don't understand... love and marriage are different... it's not a matter between two people... it's a matter between two families, or even two generations..." Zhuo Yang's voice was light, his eyes were looking in an unknown direction, and he felt a little ethereal.
Song Yu was obviously in the wrong in this regard and was speechless for a long time.
I felt a little sorry for him, and was about to leave when Song Yu suddenly spoke again: "So Brother Zhuoyang... If Yueyue and I are not suitable, then she is suitable for you? Don't forget, no matter if we are suitable or not, no matter what the problem is between us, An Yue has chosen me... She - chose me, not you!"
I guess this is quite pleasing to the ears. Zhuo Yang lowered his head and stopped talking.
Song Yu was about to drive away when Zhuo Yang slowly spoke a few words.
I'm not sure if Song Yu heard it, but I heard it from my hiding in the corner.
"I just want to see her live a good life... I don't even dare to dream about anything else."
I have to hold my clothes tightly to control the sour feeling in my heart.
If we had known this would happen, why would we have left so awkwardly? Why did Zhuo Yang and I only understand it now
Time together is precious, but we all spend too much time going in circles.
Love is already love.
But-
It's too late.
It's too late after all.
Because of the garage incident the day before, I didn't sleep well the whole night. The next day I went to work with two big panda eyes. Ding Wei was used to it, but she just reminded me that my plague god was coming again today.
That’s right, today is another Hu Ling commercial.
Hu Ling's luck seemed to be bad recently. She was overshadowed by Song Yu at a concert. Later, Li Ruobing finally gave her the third female role, but reporters photographed her having an ambiguous relationship with a male director.
Her image as a young and innocent girl was immediately affected, and even the commercials she shot were not as big-budget as before.
However, she is still as arrogant as ever.
When enemies meet, they are particularly jealous of each other.
But this time Hu Ling chose to ignore me, and maybe because she had suffered some setbacks, Hu Ling's temper has calmed down a lot. In the past, she would either beat or scold me if I was unhappy on the set, but now she can communicate with the staff in a friendly manner.
I have to say that setbacks are the best teacher for growth.
But I have no interest in her growth at all, I just want to finish work and go home immediately.
But as luck would have it, in the end, she and I were the only ones left in the dressing room.
"An Yue! Are you very proud?"
I was only thinking about finishing get off work as soon as possible, but just as I looked up, Hu Ling was already blocking my way.
The gentle and sweet image was gone, and the girl's face was now ferocious.
"Not only did you steal all of Brother Zhuo Yang's attention, you also cheated him of half of his fortune, and now you're relying on the Song family... How long do you think you can be so proud! I won't lose! I won't lose!"
"madman!"
I would give her a two-word evaluation.
"An Yue! Stop! You are so proud now! Do you know how badly you hurt me? My cousin was killed by Brother Zhuo Yang so cruelly... so cruelly... He... He also said that he would ban me... He also said that if I make another move, he would completely discredit me... An Yue! Are you satisfied now?"
I picked my ears and spoke with great regret.
"Although I feel good seeing you suffer... But to be honest, I would be happier if it was worse."
"You..." Hu Ling raised his hand and slapped him.
snort…
Did you think you would hit me
Come on, I had expected that this crazy woman would definitely resort to violence if she failed to talk, so I had been prepared. He easily took on Hu Ling's attack and pushed her back.
"You'd better stop messing with me... Otherwise... according to what Zhuo Yang said... you'll be dying of stink!"
snort…
Anyone can say harsh words! The key is that Zhuo Yang has this intention... It really touches my heart.
When I pushed Hu Ling, he actually sat down on the ground.
After a while, she did not stand up, but sat on the ground and laughed crazily.
"An Yue! Stop lying! I know you are a fickle woman! Even if you are with Song Yu now... you still like Brother Zhuo Yang..."
"That has nothing to do with you..." I hate this woman's mouth and I really want to find a needle to sew it up completely.
"It doesn't matter... But you can never be with Brother Zhuo Yang... An Yue... Have you forgotten? Brother Zhuo Yang and I... We had a child..."
I really want to slap this woman in the face.
Sorry, I ended up doing that too.
My palms hurt from the face that was covered in so much powder. I shook my hands and said nonchalantly, "You know it happened... Then, where is the child now? Your bond... has long been a pool of blood..."
I don't want to make a big deal about the child! But this woman really needs a lesson.
What's the matter with having an affair with Zhuo Yang? It makes me sick just thinking about it.
Although Zhuo Yang said that he and Hu Ling had never done it, did he think I was a fool? If they had never done it, where did the child come from
What a disgusting duo.
I tried hard to suppress my anger and looked at Hu Ling again. She seemed to have finally returned to normal after being slapped by me. She was still covering her face with a look of disbelief.
I felt a little relieved, so I waved my hands and left work with my bag.
Song Yu came to pick me up. Seeing that I was still angry after getting in the car, he took the initiative to come over and ask, "What's wrong?"
"What else... Is it that Hu Ling? She can't stop being naughty for a day? She pesters me every day, she's really haunting me..."
I was so angry that I was only concerned with complaining, and I didn't notice that Song Yu's voice beside me had become completely cold.
"Hasn't she learned her lesson yet? Or am I handling things too gently?"
"Eh... what did you say?"
I vaguely heard Song Yu mumbling something, and when I asked him again, he shook his head.
Seeing him like that, I thought of the rumors about them in the past, and I became even more furious.
"Tell me! What was wrong with you back then? You actually wanted to have a scandal with Hu Ling..."
"That..." Song Yu turned his eyes away, looking like he had eaten shit, "That was arranged by the company... They said that the golden boy and the beautiful girl were together to increase popularity..."
Company? That was Zhuo Yang's arrangement!
You really take good care of it.
The more I thought about it, the more disgusted I felt. I might as well go back and slap Hu Ling a few more times to vent my anger.
I was naturally very angry, but Song Yu on the side suddenly started laughing for some reason.
"Yueyue... are you jealous?"
Suddenly, I was like an inflated balloon. It was originally inflated, but after being poked by Song Yu, it deflated instantly without any air.
"You...what are you talking about..." God knows how unnatural my voice is.
But Song Yu didn't seem to notice it. Instead, he hugged me happily, "I'm very happy... Yueyue, I was really happy when you questioned me just now. You finally care about me. You care about my previous relationship with Hu Ling, right? So happy, Yueyue, I'm really happy."
Bitterness suddenly rose in my heart. I couldn't shake my head in front of that face that was obviously filled with hope and joy. In the end, I could only nod and pretend to be angry and said, "Yeah... You guys kissed before?"
I said it in a sour tone, but Song Yu blinked even more happily.
"No... that time doesn't count. My first kiss... who did I give it to? Don't you know?"
Song Yu said as he came over, lifted my chin, and kissed me affectionately, "Yueyue, I love you. Very much... Very much..."
Those pitch-black eyes seemed like a whirlpool, about to suck my soul and body in.
As if bewitched, I raised my hand and put it against his face.
"Song Yu... Song Yu..." I want to say, me too. I love him and will definitely fall in love with him.
But-
Why... I just can't tell.