Chapter 17 still can't be forgotten

In the almost year since An Jing left Zhangcheng, Ji Chendong has resumed his previous life, drunk and singing every day, and there are constant scandals, in the eyes of outsiders, the arrogant and chic Dong Shao has returned to everyone's eyes, the proud posture, the appearance of the group leader, once again,

It's just that Ji Chendong like this will always make people feel that he has an extra layer of protective film on his body......

Time may really be a good medicine, in the destruction and passage of time, Ji Chendong has completely forgotten the word An Jing in his mind, and even with their memories, whether it is beautiful or painful, he is deeply hidden in the deepest corner of his heart, not to be seen. 『『【Full text reading baoliny】

The heart, I have forgotten how it hurts, that place is empty, and the calm makes people feel empty.

Night falls quietly, the neon lights are on, the street scene of Zhangcheng is still very bright, dazzling eyes, outside the gate of the royal court is still a gathering of luxury cars, showing domineering, whenever this time here as always become a gathering place for the children of gentlemen, the door is like a market.

VIP private room on the second floor of the Imperial Court, the dim private room is full of smoke, the intricate intersection of smoke and light has blurred the expression and appearance on people's faces, the room is full of pungent nasal smell, men and women gather together, drink wine, Ji Chendong and a group of people also sat next to all kinds of women one after another, a group of people giggled and laughed very happily.

Now for the woman who appears around him, Ji Chendong will never deliberately refuse, nor will he be too intimate, he will keep an undetectable distance, only Ji Chendong himself knows that there is always a small nerve in his heart that resists him, and he can no longer act so unscrupulously and recklessly.

When An Jing just went abroad, Ji Chendong often got drunk, but the more he drank, the more sober he became, the clearer his thoughts became, and the past also poured into his mind, just like a movie playing, every clip and detail was so clear.

With the passage of time, Ji Chendong has forgotten what it feels like to have a hangover for a long time, and he tried to let it go, and now his heart has gradually returned to flattening, and there will be no stinging without a heart......

After three rounds of drinking, the people in the private room are getting more and more happy, and some have begun to be unscrupulously ambiguous with the public relations next to them, and there will be ambiguous wheezing and teasing sounds from time to time in the dim corners of the private room.

Duan Yi hugged the woman beside him with one hand, his face was flushed, and he staggered to the sofa next to Ji Chendong, pointed at him with his hand, and roared loudly: "Chendong, I didn't say you, isn't it just a fucking woman, you said that you hooked your fingers and put it upside down, you are so good that you don't give up for her every day, what's the matter now, are you still ready to guard her like a jade?" ”

This her, everyone present knows each other, this she is taboo for Ji Chendong, and in the past year, everyone has kept silent about her.

Jiang Songtao glanced at Ji Chendong, who was retreating in the dark, and hurriedly pulled Duan Yi's arm, signaling him not to open any pot and mention which pot.

Duan Yi shook off Jiang Songtao and frowned: "What are you pulling me for, isn't it right for you to say what I said?" You see how long it has been here, he has a drooping face every day, and others don't know how moisturized they are outside. After speaking, Duan Yi turned his head and asked them.

Ji Chendong was dressed in a black suit, leaning on the sofa at this time, his whole body was faintly in the dim area, no one could see what the expression was on his face, only to feel that his body was a little cooler, and he saw a red heart flickering in the dark, filled with the smell of nicotine.

After half a ring, a low voice came from the dark corner: "Drink too much." ”

Duan Yi's tone was slightly agitated: "I'm very fucking sober, you look at your current appearance, you go and take a look at other people's scenery, fucking mixing outside." ”

"Don't you know that with the help of my aunt, she has become a designer, and she is like a fish in water every day, what is so good about her? Isn't it just that you look better than others? is pretentious like a stuffy gourd, as for all of you are going to die and live for her, and you will never give up, you can't afford to live without her......"

Bang! Chirping!

A couple of timid PRs screamed in fright at the sudden bang.

Ji Chendong kicked open the table in front of the sofa, and the excessive impact made the table and the ground creak harshly, and many wine bottles on the table were smashed on the ground.

Ji Chendong stood up from the darkness with a handsome face, looked at Duan Yi with a deep and indifferent face, and said coldly, "Can you fucking still drink well?" ”

Seeing this, Duan Yi stood up by the shoulder of the woman on the side, met Ji Chendong's gaze, looked at him at eye level, and said with a smile: "Isn't it just a good drink with you now?" ”

Duan Yi picked up the wine glass on the table sideways, shook it a few times and said sarcastically to Ji Chendong: "Come, celebrate your ex-girlfriend climbing another high branch and successfully embarking on the design path of her dreams." ”

As soon as Duan Yi's words fell, Ji Chendong swung his fist over, hitting Duan Yi on the cheek, and he threw himself directly on the sofa on the side.

"Chendong ......" Li Zhenting got up and dragged Ji Chendong's arm.

The PR who was sitting around the sofa stepped aside in panic when he saw this.

Jiang Songtao helped Duan Yi, who was lying aside, and said: "What the fuck is this, just for a woman to hurt his brother." ”

In the dull private room, there was only the sound of each other's breath left, Ji Chendong kicked the wine bottle flying at his feet, the wine bottle smashed directly on the wall, the bottle residue flew away wantonly, and the dark yellow wine poured down along the wall and slowly flowed in all directions.

Hiding in the darkness, Ji Chendong immediately said in a deep voice: "Who fucking let me hear such words, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people." ”

Ji Chendong shook off the arm of the master who was imprisoned by Li Zhenting, and walked straight out of the private room.

"Chendong......" Ji Chendong ignored the shouts behind him.

Out of the gate of the imperial court, Ji Chendong sat in the car quickly, and the silver-gray Lamborghini disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye like flowing water.

Ji Chendong held the steering wheel with one hand, supported his forehead with his elbow on the edge of the window with the other, frowned with a headache, and the streamlined body of the car in the dark night quickly flashed the eyes of passers-by. In the quiet street, Ji Chendong's sports car climbed directly to two hundred yards, which was so fast that it was impossible to grasp.

Ji Chendong drove the car to the downstairs of the Nanguo Mansion unconsciously, looking at the familiar window on the floor, there was no heart-warming light anywhere, only pitch black. A pair of bright and dazzling eyes on weekdays, at this time, they have lost their dazzling light, which makes people look bottomless.

The first book of the Book King novel