She doesn't seem to even have the qualifications for heartache, so this shouldn't be a betrayal, but a matter of course.

As soon as her nose was sore, crystal tears instantly filled Xia Yucheng's eyes, her body trembled a little, and the string on her heart was about to break.

She wanted to say something, but she was worried that she would cry as soon as she opened her mouth. She didn't want to compromise, but her heart seemed to be stabbed one by one, making her so tight that she couldn't breathe.

This pain is unprecedented, full of end-time despair. At the moment, she just wants to fall into the dead end of eternal darkness.

She looked around and saw that the other two men and the women were looking at her with strange eyes, so she couldn't hold back any longer, and turned around to leave.

"Wind ......," the girl's soft cry turned into a seductive moan, cruelly filling her eardrums.

Xia Yucheng turned around, and Feng Hao's hand was already caressing the girl's bare shoulders as if no one was around. The girl held his head, and the intimacy seemed to be about to stage an emotional game.

In fact, there is still a certain distance between Feng Hao and this girl, but from Xia Yucheng's angle, they are very close, so close that she can't tolerate it.

She took a deep breath and angrily stepped forward and grabbed the bottle and walked over to them.

Feng Hao tore away the girl who was about to hang on him with one hand, and tightly choked Xia Yucheng's wrist with the other hand, and with great force, the wine bottle in her hand flew out and smashed on the girl's body.

"Ahh Her latest white Chanel gown was stained with rose-red wine.

Mr. Wan and the others on the side hurriedly withdrew their curious and surprised eyes, holding their breath and saying nothing.

Whether to manage it or not, it is a dilemma, and the smartest one is ...... Watch and see what happens.

"What's the matter, why is it so rough?" the girl muttered and grumbled, wiping her skirt and hair with a tissue.

Feng Hao was motionless, and an imperceptible smile burst out of his inky eyes: "Orange Orange, do you also have heartache?"

Xia Yucheng lowered her eyes, didn't look at him, didn't dare to look. At this glance, tears will surely flow to your eyes.

Because, she will also have heartache!

She thought that she could face the result of breaking up with him, and she could live without heart and lungs.

But the dull pain in her chest reminded her that there was a heart made of flesh and blood beating underneath.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

"Fenghao, my brother went to find Wan'er, I don't know where they are, I'm afraid...... I'm afraid of them...... Something will happen......" she said with a trembling voice.

Feng Hao squinted his eyes and glanced at her, and asked nonchalantly, "Does it have anything to do with me?"

"Hao! please, help me!" Xia Yucheng walked over to pull him up.

"Please?" Feng Hao pushed her away with a palm, grabbed the wine glass on the coffee table and threw it at her feet, roaring, "They are dead, do they have anything to do with me?"

The wine glass fell apart at Xia Yucheng's feet, and she looked sadly at the man who had always held her in the palm of her hand, and asked, "What do you want?" you know...... My brother ...... I'm begging you, what can we talk about later? I've been looking for them all day......"

Her tone was oppressive, full of trills and jitters.

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