As soon as Qi Heng's words fell, the spotlight slowly shifted from Qi Luo's body to the two people standing in front of the stage, and from the angle from which Qing Huan was standing, she could only see their backs, but even if she could only see the backs, she could recognize Song Hailai without any difference, and there was a petite girl standing next to him, holding his arm tightly, looking like a bird.

The melodious music sounded, everyone applauded and congratulated the couple, and the sound of congratulations was endless.

Just when everyone was busy saying hello to them, Qing Huan stiffened and stood in place, the blood on his face instantly faded clean, pale as a blank piece of paper. She tried her best to keep her eyes open, and the velvet curtains were lifted by the wind, like black waves, waves, endless, hitting her eyes.

It turned out that this woman named Wen Jing also had the identity of the goddaughter of the chairman of Zhonghai, and Song Hai gave up their six-year relationship for her.

Qing Huan only felt uncomfortable in his chest at the moment, it turned out that what he said felt that he had become a person without dreams, and it was dull to be with himself...... These words are all lies, and in the final analysis, it's just that she doesn't have a godfather who is the boss of a listed company.

She suddenly felt powerless and sad, she never thought that the real reason why Song Hai left her would be like this, when she was leaving, she had to find such a high-sounding excuse...... once made her feel that she should also bear a certain responsibility for the death of this relationship.

Chen Yidong seemed to notice that something was wrong with Qing Huan, and lowered his head slightly and asked her, "What's wrong?"

She couldn't say a word at the moment, just shook her head numbly.

However, just such a slightly intimate action has been looked at by all kinds of people at the drinking party, some envy, some jealous, or thoughtful.

Among them, there are also eyes from her boss and Miss Ning.

Of course, Qing Huan didn't notice so much at the moment, Chen Yidong was pulled aside by someone she knew to speak, and she stood in the corner, unconsciously raising her head and drinking the wine in her hand, when the glass was empty, she turned her head to change the glass, and drank cup after cup.

When Chen Yidong came back to her after finishing his work, Qing Huan's steps were a little vain.

"How much alcohol did you drink?" he frowned at the flush that appeared on her face.

Qing Huan didn't speak, just held up his chin and looked at him and smirked.

Obviously, she was already drunk, Chen Yidong helped her forehead with a headache, she just left for a while, God knows how much she drank to get drunk like this in such a short time, remembering her unpleasant experience after she was drunk last time, his brows furrowed even deeper.

"Let's go, I'll take you home. Chen Yidong immediately decided decisively to get her back as soon as she was drunk and unconscious, so as not to repeat the tragedy that night.

After speaking, he pulled Qing Huan towards the door of the banquet hall.

Outside the hotel gate, Chen Yidong took the car key handed over by the doorman, opened the door and stuffed Qing Huan into the car, she was pushed and staggered two steps, her arm hit the car door, and she gasped in pain.

"No, I'm not leaving. She muttered as she pressed her hand against the car door, "I'm going to drink......

Chen Yidong frowned: "Haven't drunk enough?"

"I just want to celebrate, you know, go open a bottle of red wine to celebrate," Qing Huan raised her head and said intermittently, the lights on the exterior wall of the hotel were dazzling, and she only wanted to cry, "We originally said that we would buy a house and get married at the end of the year, wait for the license, sign the down payment contract, and then find a place to buy a bottle of 82-year-old Lafite, he has always liked to drink red wine, but in recent years, in order to save money to buy a house, he has never been reluctant to buy a bottle of good red wine to drink......"

That "he" refers to the man I saw last time, Chen Yidong only remembered at this time, the man who was engaged to Wen Jing tonight seemed to be him.

"Let's go, I know where there is 82-year-old Lafite, I'll take you there. ”

When Chen Yidong was taken to an underground wine cellar, Qinghuan's wine had already woken up for most of the time, and she looked at the wine wall that reached the roof with a dumbfounded gaze, and countless wine bottles of all kinds were lying quietly on the shelves, as if waiting for the arrival of the master.

In the dim light, Chen Yidong handed over a bottle of red wine: "82-year-old Lafite." ”

She took it, her head blank and her tongue knotted, "Where is this?"

"My home. ”

Qing Huan instantly wanted to spray nosebleeds.

She looked up at the wine wall, holding the bottle of wine in her arms and muttered to herself: "When I used to watch TVB dramas in college, the protagonist always liked to open the bottle of 82-year-old Lafite at every turn, and he was very excited to watch it at that time, and kept saying that it was really a good wine." And I didn't know anything, yes, what could I know......"

Chen Yidong leaned against the wall and raised his eyebrows: "I don't know, it's just a wine of less than 50,000." Besides, people who really understand wine will really like Lafite in 82 if they don't see it. ”

"He should be able to drink whatever kind of wine he wants now, right? No more thinking about saving money to buy a house, no more living the kind of life that the whole family is counting on him...... If you're a fool, you won't hesitate to choose Wenjing, right? ”

It's been a long time, but it feels like yesterday, and even the punctuation marks are like scabs of scars, and it still hurts to touch them. The bottle of red wine in her hand was cold, sucking the temperature out of her palm little by little.

"Qinghuan, do you want to know the value of this bottle of wine?"

"Are you going to sell me? Didn't you say less than 50,000 ......?"

Before the words fell, the hand holding the bottle was raised by him, and his wrist was buckled and sank down suddenly!

With a bang, the bottle split apart and splashed all around, staining her white heels a bewitching purple.

"You're crazy, Chen Yidong. Qing Huan covered her mouth in shock.

"The best value of this bottle of wine is to draw an end to your past life and feelings, forget the past, live only for yourself, strive to live the life you want, and live a wonderful life that only belongs to you Gu Qinghuan. Chen Yidong stood there with a sparse expression, although in the dim light, he could still see that his facial features were as if engraved, handsome and incredible.

Qing Huan looked at the fragments in distress, but he had to admit that at this moment, an unprecedented feeling of joy rose in his heart.

"Here, this bottle of red wine is a little more expensive than Lafite, about 100,000 yuan. He took a few steps forward, pulled out another bottle of red wine, lifted it up, and threw it to the ground again.

"Don't fall...... How expensive. Qing Huan was in a hurry, staggered forward and hugged his arm.

Chen Yidong felt that her soft body was close to her, with a hint of the fragrant fragrance of wine, and couldn't help but be stunned in place, as if a thin string had been broken in her heart, and the trilling sound made her feel a little itchy.

Qing Huan also reacted to his inappropriate behavior at this time, and hurriedly let go of him and stood up straight, a trace of unnatural emotion flashed on his face, and then pretended to be relaxed and said: "Why do you want to drop such a good wine, we can also drink it." ”

It was already late at night, in the wine cellar full of the aroma of fruit syrup, Qing Huan sat cross-legged against the wall of the wine cellar, holding the red wine glass high in his hand, and muttering intermittently, "When I first broke up, I always wondered if I didn't do well enough, and then he would give up on me, would everyone laugh at me if they knew, if I was really bad, how should ......I explain it to my parents?"

Chen Yidong didn't make any comments during the whole process, just quietly listened to her state all this.

……

"But just now, I suddenly figured out, it's not my problem, why should I be afraid to tell my parents, tell us about our mutual friends?" she stood up against the wall, "The one who should be ashamed to speak up is him, not me, I shouldn't let this kind of thing entangle myself, I have started my new life, why should I pay for other people's faults?"

Chen Yidong looked at her and didn't say a word.

"Thank you for being with me tonight and for condoning my crazy behavior. Qing Huan stepped on the broken glass on the ground and walked in front of him, tilting his head to look at him, and the light in his eyes flashed like broken stars.

"You're welcome. He hooked the corners of his lips, and his voice was low.

"It's late, it's time for me to go back. Qing Huan smiled, then after steady, she walked towards the stairs, and when she stepped on the first step of the steps, she suddenly turned around, "Hey, Chen Yidong, I'm glad to have a friend like you, what about you?"

She was so eager to characterize the relationship between the two, Chen Yidong looked at her with a smile, but did not speak.

Qing Huan just kept his turn posture and didn't move, looking at him almost stubbornly.

"Of course, we're friends. It seemed like a century had passed before his cold voice slowly sounded.

When he came out of Chen Yidong's villa, Qing Huan found that it was snowing at some point. Under the dark sky, small snowflakes fell in front of her, and she reached out to pick them up, feeling a trace of coldness stinging her skin slightly.

The snow was slowly falling, the street lights were dim, the taxi stopped in front of her, and when she opened the car door, she subconsciously glanced in the direction of the villa living room, and then she was stunned, and found that he was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window and looking at herself, his eyes as dark as an underwater reef, as if he had seen it for the first time.

Qing Huan bit her lip, then turned her head away, went straight into the back compartment, and slammed the door shut.

On the way home, she leaned against the car window, looking at the rows of street lamps that kept flashing backwards, as well as the snowflakes that kept flying in the sky, and a voice sounded softly in her heart: You are doing the right thing, Gu Qinghuan, he already has a girlfriend, even a little hesitation, it shouldn't exist......