It was getting dark, and it wasn't long before the city street lights were lit up.

Wen Qing inquired and learned that He Yiming had a habit of going to a bar recently.

After determining the location of the bar, Wen Qing took a taxi to Suntech Bar.

There aren't many people in the bar, and most of the people come here to enjoy the atmosphere.

There is a resident band on stage, playing some popular songs.

Wen Qing chose a secluded corner and sat down, all her thoughts were focused on the gate, because she didn't know what time He Yiming would come over.

"I really didn't expect that Duanmu Chen to be such a person."

"It's really deep enough to hide, and I don't know who he provoked this time to break out like this."

"Hmph, if you want me to say, this kind of person should have been arrested a long time ago, isn't it just a person who eats with his face? It really gave him face. ”

"Haha, come on, you can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour!"

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The conversation at the front table attracted Wen Qing's attention.

She listened silently, and a look rose in her eyes that was invisible.

"Oh, that Duanmu Chen, I was still a fan of him before, and now I decisively abandon him. A person like him is not worthy of being an actor at all, it's just rubbish! ”

"The road turned dark, and it was cheaper for him."

The two female waiters who passed by were full of ridicule and disdain for Duanmu Chen.

Wen Qing held the glass tightly with both hands, encouraging and forbearing, so that she did not stand up and scold these people.

She knew that now was not the time to be impulsive, if she made trouble, not only would she not be able to help Duanmu Chen, but she would also affect him.

All she can do now is to be patient, and then find He Yiming.

On the way here, Wen Qing had already thought very clearly. Even if the whole thing was not done by He Yiming, the only person who can help Duanmu Chen solve the problem is He Yiming.

So, no matter what, she asked for Dehe Yiming's help.

Thinking of this, Wen Qing's eyes became even hotter when she looked at the door.

It wasn't until eight o'clock in the evening that the bar began to get crowded.

Wen Qingqi saw He Yiming coming in from the door in a suit, and at a glance, she saw the unruly man.

It's just that there is another man next to He Yiming, Wen Qing looked at it twice, and still felt angry.

He Yiming brought a man to the bar, either as a friend to play with, or as a partner in the business field. Either way, it didn't seem quite suitable for the two of them to talk about things at this time.

Thinking like this, Wen Qing's movements slowed down.

When she went to look for He Yiming's figure again, he and the man had already gone up to the second floor, and the figures of both sides disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

What to do? To look for it or not to find it?

After hesitating for a while, Wen Qing took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, grabbed the bag next to her, and hurriedly walked towards the stairs.

When she went up to the second floor, she realized that there was not only one private room upstairs. She didn't see which room He Yiming and the man entered at all, did she want to push it away and ask room by room?

She knew that it was inappropriate to do this, so she could only stand at the door and pretend to linger, and when she saw a waiter withdrawing from the room, Wen Qing forced herself to calmly walk over and asked, "Hello, Mr. He asked me to come, but I forgot the room number, can you sue me?" ”

He Yiming is a frequent visitor here, and the waiters all know him.

Wen Qing is good-looking, full of confidence in her conversation, and the waiter didn't suspect anything, and showed the way very intimately.

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Every time He Yiming is in a bad mood, he likes to come here to drink a little wine, even when Xu Zhe is not in China, he doesn't come over by himself.

Over time, drinking and listening to songs here has become a way for He Yiming to relax. And he was used to hiding here and experiencing what it was like to be intoxicated with alcohol.

After He Yiming and Xu Zhe entered the private room, Xu Zhe sat in the corner of the sofa and glanced at He Yiming with a black face from time to time.

"What, you're not happy?" Bending down to pick up the wine glass, Xu Zhe shook the whiskey in his hand, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

As soon as Duanmu Chen finished filming with the Hearst Group, he made trouble one after another.

Although in this industry, everyone knows that they have to use a little means to build momentum for the film, but everyone is willing to sacrifice their reputation, at most it is a scandal.

In this period of various bans, Duanmuchen actually spread such negative news, this kind of publicity will not only ruin Duanmuchen, but also affect the box office and the image of Hearst Group.

Xu Zhe also knew that now that Duanmuchen had an accident, many people privately speculated that He Yiming was behind the scenes.

Therefore, he deliberately called He Yiming out to drink, in order to relieve his boredom.

"Should I be happy?" He Yiming asked rhetorically.

When he spoke, he gritted his teeth, and anyone who listened to it could feel how bad his mood was.

Xu Zhe smiled, and was about to unleash He Yiming when he caught a glimpse of the door of the room being pushed open.

With just a slanted glance, Xu Zhe saw that the person standing outside the door was a woman, he thought it was a little girl selling drinks, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Get out, you don't need any service here." Seeing that the other party had come in, Xu Zhe let out a low roar, and then turned his head to look at the other party.

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The person standing at the door was none other than Wen Qing.

Hearing Xu Zheman's humiliating words, Wen Qing's heart was mixed, especially after looking at Shang He Yiming's condensed gaze, her throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton.

It took a long time for Wen Qing to defend, "I'm not." ”

Hearing this, Xu Zhe only felt interesting, and subconsciously looked at Wen Qing.

However, the more Xu Zhe looked at it, the more he felt that Wen Qing was familiar, and it took a while to realize that she was He Yiming's ex-wife, the woman named Wen Qing.

Realizing that the current situation was a little embarrassing, Xu Zhe turned his head to look at He Yiming with a smile, but saw that he was staring at Wen Qing without blinking.

Just looking at the light that flashed in He Yiming's eyes, Xu Zhe didn't believe that he really had no feelings for Wen Qing.

Thinking of the relationship between the two, Xu Zhe hooked the corners of his mouth, "Yiming, do you know this woman?" ”

He Yiming didn't pay attention to Xu Zhe's words, the moment he saw Wen Qing, his brows kept frowning, and the love in his eyes changed and changed, and finally recovered into a pool of stagnant water.

"Why are you here?" He Yiming's tone was a little awkward.

Because when he was drinking just now, He Yiming was thinking about Wen Qing in his heart, who knew that in just a moment, she was standing in front of him.

He Yiming inexplicably had a feeling of being knocked out of his heart, so there was a little awkwardness in his tone.

Xu Zhe, who knew He Yiming too well, almost burst out laughing when he heard his tone.

But because of He Yiming, Xu Zhe endured it, he didn't look over, while secretly looking at Wen Qing, he glanced at the expression on He Yiming's face from time to time, and that gaze was a little meaningful.

"Wen Qing, my ex-wife." When he said the last three words, He Yiming's eyes sank.

was named, Wen Qing also saw the excitement in Xu Zhe's eyes that she wanted to watch the play, she gritted her teeth and said to Xu Zhe: "Hello, I'm sorry to bother, but I have something I want to ......."

Xu Zhe is a smart person, not to mention that from He Yiming's reaction just now, he already knows a lot of things.

Therefore, without waiting for Wen Qing to finish speaking, Xu Zhe stood up and flicked the pleats on his suit pants.

"I remember there's a call to make, you guys talk first, I'll go out for a while." When he went out of the door, Xu Zhe also threw a flying eye at He Yiming, which meant that He Yiming stopped hiding his thoughts.

Wen Qing had her back to the door, so she didn't see Xu Zhe's slightly meaningful eyes, she stood there quietly, silently looking at He Yiming who was leaning on the sofa.

In my impression, He Yiming rarely shows such a relaxed posture, and most of the time he looks strict.

At this moment, he was holding the wine glass, but his eyes did not fall on Wen Qing's face, and his other hand was on his knee, and his fingers were lightly tapped.

Without Xu Zhe, the room suddenly became quiet, and the air seemed to be condensed, a little depressed.

For a long time, He Yiming took the lead in breaking the silence, "What are you doing with me?" ”

In fact, at the first glance of Wen Qing, He Yiming guessed her intention.

Last time, for the sake of Duanmu Chen, Wen Qing could come to his office to question him, so this time, she came to the bar to find him, for whom and for what, it became so obvious.

Thinking that Wen Qing came here for Duanmu Chen, He Yiming couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

"He Yiming, what do you have to do before you let go?" Wen Qing raised her eyes, and those cold eyes stared at He Yiming.

He Yiming smiled, she actually asked him how to let him go.

It seems that she, like everyone else, thinks that he is responsible for these things.

The chill spread in He Yiming's heart. His hand holding the cup, the green tendons exposed.

She would rather believe gossip, she would rather believe the gossip of others, and she didn't even know how to use her brain to believe him once?

In that case...... Hehe, what if he's a little worse.

"What do you think?" He Yiming tilted his neck and drank all the wine in the quilt.

His rhetorical question, to Wen Qing's ears, was an acknowledgment and provocation.

Suddenly, a fire ignited in Wen Qing's heart, "If you want to take revenge on me, then come at me, why do you want to implicate the innocent?" ”

Wen Qing's words made He Yiming even more cold.

She really decided that he did it, so she ran up to Xingshi to ask for the guilt.

Even if Lu Kelan's matter is something he owes her, he He Yiming is definitely not the kind of man who doesn't admit it, in the half a year they have been together, she doesn't even know this?

The most ridiculous thing is that Lu Kelan didn't let her mess with herself, and now she is messing with herself for other men.

"Rushing at you? Wen Qing, I said a long time ago that your weakness is the people around you. He Yiming let out a sneer.

Wen Qing's heart cooled.

"He Yiming, if I said that I hurt you before, I apologize to you." Taking a deep breath, Wen Qing tried to calm down her tone and make her words sound sincere, "Please spare my friends and family for the sake of the past, they didn't do anything wrong." ”

He Yiming still sneered, "Oh? Is it? What did you Wen Qing hurt me? Divorced? This marriage is just my pity for you, do you think I really care about you that much? ”

Clenched her fists, Wen Qing stared at He Yiming, a flash of hatred flashed in her eyes.

"Wen Qing, I sue you, you beg me

It didn't work. Perhaps under the influence of alcohol, He Yiming simply said what was in his heart.

But his big truth, to Wen Qing's ears, only thought that he was unwilling to let go of Duanmuchen and the Wen Group.

For a moment, the atmosphere became eerie.

"Let's go." Seeing her standing still, He Yiming waved his hand to drive people away.

Wen Qing refused to leave, and was stunned and motionless.

Seeing her stubborn expression, the fire in He Yiming's heart also burned.

"Wen Qing, do you like Duanmu Chen so much? If it weren't for him, you'd probably avoid me for the rest of your life, right? Thinking that she avoided seeing her for three months, and when she met again, she was standing in front of him for another man, He Yiming couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It is undeniable that Wen Qing did plan to do so at the beginning.

Seeing Wen Qing's acquiescing expression, He Yiming was even more annoyed, he gritted his teeth and looked at Wen Qing in front of him, his heart was ruthless.

"Don't you want to help them? Yes, show your sincerity and sincerity. Taking a deep breath, He Yiming stared at Wen Qing's eyes.

"I'm sincere enough." Wen Qing had already thought about it, as long as He Yiming was willing to let go, no matter how hard he made it difficult for her, she would endure it.

Sure enough, for the sake of Duanmu Chen, she was even willing to say such a thing, so what else did she dare not do?

The more He Yiming thought about it, the more he felt angry, he put the wine glass in his hand on the table, and then got up and walked in front of Wen Qing.

Wen Qing only felt that her eyes were dark, and the unique perfume smell on He Yiming's body penetrated into her nose.

Soon, not only his breath, but even the chill on his body, Wen Qing could feel it clearly.

His proximity only reminded her of the past of the two.

Wen Qing took a step back a little unnaturally, and a flash of embarrassment flashed in her eyes.

However, He Yiming didn't allow her to retreat from him at all, and as she took a small step back, he took a big step forward, and the distance between the two became closer.

Even, the hot air when he breathed sprayed on her forehead, and the tingling sensation made Wen Qing's cheeks flush unconsciously.

I hadn't seen her blush for a long time, and He Yiming suddenly felt that she was a little cute.

"Sincerity is not based on words, but by doing." He smiled brightly.

Wen Qing subconsciously raised her head, her forehead brushed over his lips, and an electric current rushed from the place where the two met towards their respective atriums.

Gritting her teeth, Wen Qing took a step back in small steps, "You say, what do you want me to do." ”

He Yiming was very satisfied with Wen Qing's answer, turned back to the sofa and sat down, folded his legs, and looked at Wen Qing arbitrarily.

"Be my lover." He picked up his glass and said nonchalantly.

Wen Qing only felt a cool breath hit her heart, they were already divorced, how could he say such a thing?

"Why?" Wen Qing asked, suspecting that He Yiming was joking with her.

"You can say yes or not. Whether you save them or not, the decision is yours. He Yiming did not answer Wen Qing's question.

Wen Qing finally understood this time, no matter what, He Yiming would not let go of himself. He did all this to torture and humiliate himself.

"Is this the only way you will let them go?" Tears had begun to gather under Wen Qing's eyes.

She glared at He Yiming, her fingers clenched into fists, she used so much strength to accept the reality, she spent so much effort, just to leave this man.

Can ...... now Wen Qing didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Thinking about his current relationship with Lu Kelan, Wen Qing didn't know what position he put her in, wasn't one Lu Kelan enough for He Yiming?

He Yiming's ruthlessness made Wen Qing feel cold.

Seeing her trembling with anger, He Yiming stood in front of her, holding her chin with one hand, "What?" You don't want to? If you don't want to, don't push yourself. ”

His words were full of threats, and Wen Qing's heart trembled when he heard it.

"Okay, I promise you." She was heartbroken, and finally chose to agree.

He Yiming was a little surprised and a little unwilling.

Unexpectedly, she bowed her head and softened, unwilling to let her every move be for Duanmu Chen.

"So, you're willing to be my lover?" The more He Yiming's heart hurts, the more he wants to see Wen Qing's face showing the same painful expression as him.

"Yes, I do." Forced to raise her head, Wen Qing pursed her lips, for fear that she would suddenly change her mind.

Looking at her stubborn expression, He Yiming was a little happy in his heart.

"Okay, since you agreed, then show your sincerity." He Yiming let go of the hand that clamped her chin and returned to the sofa to sit down.

He Yiming wanted to be sincere, Wen Qing really didn't understand. But she knew that all he wanted was to humiliate her in his own way.

"Say, what can I do to show my sincerity?" Taking a deep breath, Wen Qing's closed eyes slowly opened, and her tone became extremely cold.