Ji Muyang was originally lazy and lazy on the sofa watching the play, but now he was slightly stunned, then raised his eyebrows and sat up straight, which was really interesting.

Some rich second generations smiled, and some wrinkled their eyebrows, thinking that the way women quarrel is really not beautiful.

Both of them looked embarrassed.

Xu Yingdong took a long time to react, she screamed, her eyes widened, and she couldn't control the volume: "You woman, you dare to splash me with water!"

Yan Yu ignored her, threw down the wine glass, and walked out quickly.

She trembled slightly with anger and tightened her lips.

Xu Yingdong grabbed her from behind, and the sharp nails she had just done on her hands fell into the white and tender skin, faintly tingling.

Yan Yu knew that she was so ugly and had lost all her grace, and in front of these people, she performed a joke and let everyone watch a play for free.

But she couldn't control it, just like now, she just wanted to turn around and slap Xu Yingdong hard.

Someone came in again.

The tall figure slightly blocked the corridor lamp, and the bright light poured down, and it was impossible to see his expression, but he could feel the chill faintly emanating from his body.

His voice was cold: "Yanyu, what are you doing again?"

Yan Yu didn't speak, Xu Yingdong immediately let go of the hand holding Yan Yu, she stood in front of Lu Yan like a weak person who was bullied, and her voice contained grievances: "Brother-in-law, Brother Yan, she splashed me." ”

Lu Yan's eyes seemed to be an abyss that could not be seen, faintly shrouded in words, he didn't ask anything, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Dong'er, go change your clothes." ”

Yan Yu knew that for Lu Yan, he didn't bother to care about the troubles between women at all, and he didn't want to bother to know what the truth was.

Xu Yingdong's lips moved.

Lu Yan glanced at her without a trace, and the calm momentum that permeated her body made her keep her mouth shut.

After Xu Yingdong left, Lu Yan lowered his eyes and approached Yan Yu, under the light, his deep outline also became soft, and his gaze took a little high, he closed his gaze, did not look at her, and was cold: "Yan Yu, you go out and wait for me first, you are here by car, right? Wait for me in the car you came, and after a while, I will go out." ”

His current tone was already very polite compared to usual.

Yan Yu sat in the car, took out a tissue, and wiped the red wine from his hair and face little by little, but he couldn't wipe it clean.

She simply didn't wipe it, the sticky feeling, clinging to the skin, made people feel like they were being stuffed in a transparent plastic bag, and then slowly suffocated.

Yan Yu waited for a long time, she looked at the time, and half an hour passed.

The street lamp was dim yellow, the light was faint, Lu Yan's figure appeared, Yan Yu held the steering wheel, and in the next moment, he saw the tall figure standing against the light, next to a woman, and the figures of the two blended into the night after a while.

Not far away, a black Rolls-Royce started up and drove in the direction of Yanyu, the headlights were dazzling, shining straight into her eyes, stabbing her eyeballs.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, turning her face sideways.

The sports car passed from her car and left without hesitation.

The moment she passed by, Yan Yu saw that Lu Yan in the driver's seat didn't even look at her, her thin lips pursed lightly, a little careless, a little impatient, just staring ahead, and her slender fingers tapped the steering wheel one after another.

And in his passenger seat, Xu Yingdong was sitting, she leaned on Lu Yan's body, looked up at him, didn't know what she was talking about, smiling, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of happiness and sweetness.

Lu Yan was still driving, Xu Yingdong seemed to look at the metaphor, and went over, from the perspective of the metaphor, he looked over, and only saw that she kissed his earlobe, affectionate, gentle, and sweet.

At that moment, the heart of the word seemed to be stabbed with a knife.

Then he sharpened the blade finely, with barbs, and pulled it out.

Bloody.

Yan Yu retracted his gaze, quietly stunned, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at himself in the rearview mirror, his hair was sticky, his makeup was spent, and his face was slightly pale.

There was only a pair of eyes left, and it was so cold that it was faintly lonely.

He forgot, and he told her to wait for him.

The corners of her lips were tense, and she was afraid that as soon as she relaxed and endured the tears she had endured for a long time, she took out the makeup remover paper from the bag she brought out, and wiped off her makeup in the rearview mirror a little bit, seriously and meticulously.

Reveals clean eyes and white skin.

She was a little distracted, the light outside the car window was dimmed, and there were luxury cars whizzing by, and she suddenly didn't know where she should go and what she should do.

Some lost their minds.

Lowering his eyes, he saw a string of bracelets on his wrists, not new this year, but still fresh and clean, with a silver-white texture outlining his wrists, showing a lustrous and dazzling white, like porcelain jade.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and she stroked the bracelet.

Her heart, which was already aching, seemed to be pinched tightly by a hand, and she bit her lower lip, blinked her eyes, and held back the choking that was about to come out of her throat.

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These two words, like a shot, were fired on her soft heart, and all grievances had a way to vent, she lay down and allowed herself to be weak again.

Having made a decision early in the morning, she wanted to get close to everything related to Cheng Ci.

Now I feel wronged.

Too sad to breathe.

Once she relaxed, the tears were like water that had opened the floodgates, and she couldn't hide it, she wiped them away, and new tears came out.

Until—there was a knock on the car window, and there were bright white lights outside.

Yan Yu raised her head and turned her eyes to look, only to see a dazzling white light and a vague figure, she narrowed her eyes slightly, avoiding the light.

The man was still knocking on the window.

Yan Yu lowered the car window, and when he rolled his eyes, the man lowered the flashlight of his mobile phone, revealing a handsome face, but what he didn't expect was that this person would be Ji Muyang.

Ji Muyang's dark eyes were covered with a faint smile, and he pursed his lips, as if he was not smiling.

The words met his gaze.

He was stunned, the corners of his lips were slightly tight, and his lazy eyes were staring at Yanyu.

Her pupils are amber, a little shallow, such pupils would look a little cold when she usually looks at people, but now, tears are hanging on her long curly eyelashes, and the amber eyes are like moist beads, with a shallow luster, some pitiful innocence.

Ji Muyang clearly saw her figure in her eyes.

Yan Yu gently wiped away her tears, looked away, and returned to her coldness, she asked lightly, "Ji Gongzi, is there something wrong?"

Ji Muyang leaned on the body of the car and played with a lighter in his hand: "Crying?"

Yan Yu didn't answer, she picked up the car keys on the shelf, and didn't even look at Ji Muyang.

To be honest, she doesn't have a good impression of Ji Muyang, Ji Muyang, a gentleman, and Lu Yan's friend, the two have not had much contact, but she also knows that Ji Muyang doesn't like her either, otherwise, she wouldn't just be watching the excitement just now.

Yan Yu twisted the key, and his voice was indifferent: "I'm sorry, Ji Gongzi, the children at home are in trouble, and I still have to go home." ”

Ji Muyang leaned out of the car window, directly unscrewed the car door, and sat in casually: "Then you can drive." ”

Yan Yu turned his head: "What do you want to do?"

"I didn't do anything, Ah Yan asked me to send you, he wanted to send Xu Yingdong. Ji Muyang's eyes flashed something, and he glanced at Yanyu, "You dare to drive on the road without getting a driver's license, you are Ah Yan's wife, if you are arrested by the police because of this, the Lu family will not let you go." ”

Yan Yu stared at Ji Muyang for a long time, and finally got out of the car and let Ji Muyang drive.

Along the way, Ji Muyang always hooked his lips coldly, and sometimes spoke to her sarcastically: "It's not very pleasant to marry into a wealthy family, because your husband doesn't love you, doesn't like you, and doesn't even take care of your face outside, I really don't know, you people love to marry into a wealthy family so much?"

Sometimes he asked her a faint question: "Why did you marry Ah Yan? You used to study in England?"

Only when he parked the car, when he asked the last question, the words answered him.

He asked, "Who is the father of your child? Your ex-boyfriend? You're pretty edgy." ”

She lowered her head, unbuckled her seat belt, and replied seriously: "It's Lu Yan." ”

She took one last look at Ji Muyang.

Ji Muyang was stunned by the emotion in her eyes, sat in the car, and watched her departing back.

*

Yan Yu returned home, Xiaoxing fell asleep early, she went to wash her hair, bath, and face lightly, and then put on a mask.

As my hands washed over the water, I kept thinking about tonight's scene.

She clearly knew that Lu Yan didn't like and even hated her.

She raised her eyes and smiled at herself in the mirror.

Now you really don't have anything to like.

After Cheng Ci left, she fell into the darkness alone, giving up almost everything she liked, not going out, not doing other things, in the dark, struggling alone.

Until, Nanbei woke her up fiercely - she is like this, how sad Cheng Ci should be, he hopes more than anyone else that she can live well and be happy, he funded her from the mountain village to the city, from Jiangcheng to London, leading her step by step, hand in hand, so that she can grow into an independent woman, not let her give up on herself after losing him.

He hoped that she would shine her light.

Since then, she has slowly sobered up, but she still misses him, thinks about it very much, and thinks of marrying a man like him in every possible way.

gave birth to a daughter like him.

She was sober and felt sickly.

Outside, there was a small sound, Yan Yu dried his hands, wrapped himself in a bath towel, and walked outside, his hair wet and scattered on his shoulders.

She whispered, "Mom Zhang, did you wake you up?"

But the person outside was Lu Yan, with car keys hanging on his slender knuckles, his faint gaze fell on Yan Yu, lowered his eyes slightly, and glanced at her.

Just as he was about to say something, his dark eyes flashed something that was difficult to catch, and he said, "Get dressed." ”

Yan Yu was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, and then realized that the bath towel she wrapped casually did not cover anything at all, and the white skin that was slightly flushed red by the mist was exposed to his sight.

The light was faint, and the skin was glowing with a beautiful glow.

She pursed her lips, her cheeks slightly reddened and tightened.

Lu Yan glanced at her rosy cheeks, her Adam's apple rolled slightly, and looked at her: "Crying?"

The eyes of words cannot lie.

She didn't intend to deny it, the fingers hanging by her side, clenched a little bit, and let go little by little, and she whispered a "hmm".

Lu Yan sank his eyes and said: "Words, let's put it this way, I am very grateful to you for saving me, but I married you and even flattened, I will provide you and your children with the necessary material security, but from today onwards, I will live separately with you." ”

His low and hoarse voice came without a trace of warmth, and accentuated the tone: "Don't worry about my affairs anymore, otherwise, you will regret it." ”

Lu Yan has been in a high position for a long time, and just standing up, his body exudes a strong sense of oppression.

"If you want to be a good daughter-in-law, go and please my mother, don't let me find out again, you go to me, or appear in that circle, the best way for us to trade marriages like this is to have nothing to do with each other. ”

Yan Yu looked at him quietly, and just asked, "Then will you go back to this apartment?" Little Star needs his father...... I need you too, Lu Yan. ”

Her voice couldn't have been softer.

Lu Yan suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Yu's chin, with a cold mockery floating in his eyes.

To his surprise—the metaphor stood on tiptoe, his eyelashes fluttering, his eyes slightly red, hooking his neck and gagging his lips.

Lu Yan's lips were cold, and his pitch-black pupils shrank slightly.