Drinking alcohol, that's not his style.

After drinking a glass of whiskey, he ordered absinthe, "No need to add ice." ”

Lowering his eyes, his delicate face suddenly added a hint of haze, and he was no longer so indifferent.

At this time, someone finally couldn't bear the itching, walked up slowly, put his arm on Fu Zichen's shoulder, he frowned, and turned his head - a woman with heavy makeup and scantily dressed was standing in front of him.

"Handsome guy, I wonder if you have time to have a glass of wine together? Or next time, I'll give you the number. The woman smiled coquettishly, as close to Fu Zichen as she could, and the strong smell of perfume on her body made his brow furrow even tighter.

Before Fu Zichen said his merciless words, Lu Zihao came out in time to save the scene and pulled the woman away with a smile.

"Don't look at it, he's not interested in women, okay, you can go and rest quickly."

……

The slender fingers picked up the glass, the brown liquid flowed slowly in the cup, his eyes were erratic, and the corners of his mouth were pursed to give people a sense of high and arrogant immediacy, he was like a king who only looked at and could not be approached.

Lu Zihao stared at it stunned for a while, then suddenly sighed, he muttered, "It's not me talking about you, you and Tang Luoran really have husband and wife, one is the king, the other is the queen, no wonder they get married." ”

He had only seen Tang Luoran's appearance in magazines, she was interviewed as the daughter of the Tang family, and there was no mention of Fu Zichen's relationship with her in the interview, which gave people the feeling of being cold and glamorous, like an iceberg beauty.

Just from the magazine, Tang Luoran's aura exudes a lot of pressure, and it must be even more exaggerated in reality.

So fate is really terrible.

"It's not that you don't know that I married her just because she took advantage of me."

As soon as Fu Zichen mentioned Tang Luoran, he felt inexplicably irritable, it was not the first time he had this mood in the past five years.

snubbing her was nothing more than his use to get revenge on her.

At the beginning, she was gentle with him and listened to him in everything, but now she suddenly changed her attitude and ignored him.

Do you think he has no use for it?

The inadvertent loss made Lu Zihao startled, and asked Fu Zichen mysteriously.

"You shouldn't have feelings for Tang Luoran, right?"

Affection? Fu Zichen raised his eyebrows lazily.

How could he not have found out about that kind of thing?

It was only when he recalled Tang Luoran's hints and wanted to speak again and again over the years that he suddenly felt strange.

Remembering that day he had a fever, he opened his eyes in a daze, and was greeted by her soft hair, her head bowed, her hair hanging in the air.

She carefully wiped his body for him, without a hint of slackness.

At that time, her appearance completely overlapped with the image of the girl who rescued her back then—although Yin Zi claimed to be the girl, he was still not sure.

Knowing that thinking about it any longer would only lead him into a dead end, Fu Zichen propped up the table with his elbows and continued to drink.

Lowering his head, the marble countertop reflected his own appearance—like a face carefully carved from white jade, and at this time there was also a hint of emotion.

He has always been affectionate, but now he is distressed about emotional matters, and he feels funny when he thinks about it.

The long silence made Lu Zihao more sure of the answer in his heart, but he didn't make a fuss.

After all, Fu Zichen and Tang Luoran have been married for five years, and if they don't have any feelings, they are really wood.

"So what are you going to do now? Divorce her? Lu Zihao gave him advice.

But he didn't want to get just an indifferent look, Fu Zichen emphasized word by word, "I won't divorce her." ”

Hey, isn't it, he's really in love with Tang Luoran?

Widening his eyes suddenly, Lu Zihao patted him on the shoulder, and couldn't help but chuckle, "It's okay, you, you hated her so much at the beginning, and now you actually like the person you hate, this plot is simply a big reversal." ”

Does he like her?

Fu Zichen can't figure out now whether he likes Tang Luoran, or because she is too much like the girl who saved him back then.

But the only thing that is certain is that he will not let go of her hand no matter what.

"I told you that I was hunted down and killed by the enemy, I was thinking that maybe Tang Luoran saved me." Fu Zichen's tone of voice was a little hesitant, and he was trying to clear his thoughts.

Obviously, he is not only grateful to the girl who saved him back then.

He can be said to have fallen in love with her at first sight.

Unconsciously caught up in the memory, the girl's appearance had long been blurred, but her gentle voice still echoed in his head, and she gently reminded him in his ear over and over again, "It's okay, you'll be fine." ”

He was blindfolded and could only tell what was going on outside by hearing.

The man's excited words kept coming to his ears, and his father's advice, what he had said that he had long forgotten now, and only felt inexplicable despair.

The girl was not tied up, because she was insignificant, she hid behind Fu Zichen, trying to untie the handcuffs that trapped him, but she could do nothing but comfort him over and over again.

Suddenly a gunshot rang out, and the next second he was covered with his ears, and in a trance he heard someone crying—a girl's cry.

"You're going to be fine." She whispered over and over again in his ear with a crying voice, and he could feel her cheek pressed against him, desperately protecting him.

They have never known each other, but once their fates are entangled, they can no longer be separated.

Later, he fell unconscious, and it was unknown how hard she had to get him out.

When he finally came to his senses, the girl untied the cloth that was blocking his eyes, and when he opened them, he was greeted by an endless sky and a warm breeze.

In the distance, a long-abandoned warehouse burned, turning into a ball of flames.

Due to the leg injury, he couldn't sit up, so he could only let her pull off the hem of his skirt and bandage his wound, even if he had escaped, she still comforted him over and over again, "It's going to be fine, don't worry." ”

"Uh-huh......" he replied vaguely, and then fainted again.

After waking up, Yin Zi was already sitting next to him, wiping his cheeks, and when she saw him wake up, she immediately blushed and introduced herself to him, "Hello, my name is Yin Zi, I ......"

"You saved me?" He felt that his mouth was dry and his voice was hoarse, which showed how long he had been lying down.

Yin Zi was stunned for a moment before she nodded, she looked at him and said with a light smile, "I'm the girl who saved you." ”

The wheel of fate begins at this time.

……

"Fu Zichen? What happened to you? ”

The sudden call in his ears pulled Fu Zichen back from his memories, and he returned to reality, looking at the stylish modern design around him, he suddenly felt very powerless.

The world is so big, where should he go to find her?

His heart had been filled with memories, but now he was distraught by them.

Glass after glass, the whiskey glass was empty and full, and Lu Zihao, who was next to him, felt incredible-Fu Zichen, who has always been calm, actually had such a depressed time.

It's a surprise.

But presumably he will definitely not admit his loss, which is why Lu Zihao didn't say a word.

"One more drink." I don't know how many times I said such things to the bartender, Fu Zichen began to get dizzy, he knew that he was a little drunk, but he was still conscious.

Taking the wine handed over by the bartender, the wine shone strangely under the light, Fu Zichen no longer drank it all in one gulp, but sipped lightly, and he closed his eyes.

Lu Zihao's voice sounded in his ears, with a little hesitation, "What do you think now?" You can only choose one of Yin Zi and Tang Luoran. ”

That's of course, he doesn't do the thing of pedaling two boats.

"It's not a question now, what I need is for the truth to come out and make plans." Fu Zichen glanced at Lu Zihao with the corner of his eye, his gaze cold.

Lu Zihao immediately raised his hand in surrender, while still stubbornly speaking, "I didn't expect you to be an affectionate man, I thought you were abstinent at all." ”

"Forget it, let's talk about business." Fu Zichen interrupted him mercilessly, and then asked for another glass of wine.

……

At the same time, Tang Luoran, who was still grooming in the room of the Splendid Garden Villa, didn't know Fu Zichen's thoughts, as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw the red spots on her neck in the mirror, and she unconsciously remembered his out-of-control behavior just now.

What the hell is going on?

Doing that kind of thing all of a sudden made her completely unresponsive, and she almost lost her guard to respond to his needs.

knew that she couldn't do this, but she was always led by his nose.

After almost making a mistake, Tang Luoran took a deep breath and reminded himself in the mirror again, "You can't be fooled by the impulse anymore, it's all over, and I want to start a new life." ”

However, in reality, it is not known when the divorce will be settled.

Putting her long hair up, she put on light makeup again, and she looked much better, and she hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled with satisfaction.

When he was called to the hospital yesterday to deliver the mother, Jiang Hanchen said something else on the phone, his tone was soft but very nervous.

"I'm going to have a party tomorrow, and a lot of people from the obstetrics and gynecology department will be there, do you want to come and come?"

He didn't tell her, in fact, he was just to celebrate her, how could the protagonist not come to the scene?

It's just to surprise her, so he chooses to take the risk - he's not sure if she'll say yes?

"Of course." Tang Luoran generously accepted his invitation, which made him very happy, and his tone of voice rarely lost his usual calmness, and he was extremely excited, "Then I'll wait for you at the bar tomorrow." ”

Bar?

Unconsciously recalled the picture of going out to meet Zheng Xiaoying that day, so far she still hasn't remembered what happened that day, and when she asked Zheng Xiaoying, she was also at a loss.

Vaguely remembered that she seemed to see Fu Zichen appear in the bar, but other than that, she couldn't remember anything.

Could it be that Fu Zichen rushed to the scene that day? She couldn't have said something when she was drunk, right?

Tang Luoran's eyes widened, she just felt that she remembered something, but at this moment, the phone rang - Jiang Hanchen's caller ID was particularly eye-catching.

She hurriedly answered the phone, "Has the party started?" ”

Jiang Hanchen's gentle laughter came from the other end of the phone, and he could tell that he was in a good mood.

This made Tang Luoran really relieved.

"Not yet, you don't have to worry, I've already booked a place in the bar, and there will only be people we know except for the VIP customers in the bar, so you don't have to worry." Jiang Hanchen took the initiative to mention this topic.

To be honest, she really doesn't like these people and doesn't like to go to noisy places, but she's not a boring woman who will spoil others.

But she didn't expect Jiang Hanchen to think about her so much, which made her so moved.

Lowering his head and smiling softly, Tang Luoran also slowed down his tone, "Thank you for always thinking so much about me." ”

They had only known each other for a long time, and they were already so close that even she was surprised.

"That's nothing—I have something to take care of, so you can prepare first, and we'll meet later." Some murmurs suddenly inserted on the other end of the phone, and Jiang Hanchen hung up the phone in a hurry.

Putting the phone down, Tang Luoran raised her eyes and saw the red spots on her neck at first glance.

Taking a deep breath, she got up and went to the dressing room to change into a high-necked dress with a light-colored trench coat, which didn't look much different from the image in the hospital, but it was much more charming.

She got up and left the room, and when she went downstairs, she met Yin Zi head-on.

She has nothing to say to Yin Zi.

Bypassing her, Tang Luoran walked quickly, but Yin Zi still stopped her from behind and treated her unceremoniously, "Did Fu Zichen tell you that he bought me a set of millions of jewelry, although he didn't tell me, I saw his consumption records." ”

When she was holding his mobile phone, she also flipped through other text messages by the way and found a consumption record.

With Yin Zi's confidence, of course, she immediately felt that this was a gift that she intended to give herself.

Now I came to ask Tang Luoran, I just wanted to show off.

"I don't know." Tang Luoran had a straight face, and he didn't even have the mood to look back at Yin Zi, his long legs exposed to the air strode away, and his high heels made a muffled sound on the Persian carpet.

Yin Zi's set had already bored her, and now she only thought about getting the divorce done, the sooner the better.

When she walked out of the villa, the sky suddenly changed, it was still a clear sky, but now it was overcast, the air seemed to be condensed, it could not flow, and she even felt that it was difficult for her to breathe.

Turning to go back to her room to get an umbrella, she saw two closed doors, and she had to dispel her mind.

Suddenly, she felt as if she had been abandoned between heaven and earth, and all that was in front of her was an illusion.

Unconsciously wet her eyes, looking at the two closed doors, Tang Luoran knew that maybe she wouldn't come back in the future.

The red thread that has been entangled for five years is now going to be cut by herself.

Before it rained, she drove out of the garage and drove all the way into the most prosperous downtown area.

……

Parking the car on the side of the road, Tang Luoran got out of the car and saw Jiang Hanchen standing at the door of the bar, showing a bright smile to her.

She smiled back, hiding the pain in her heart.

As if she had never been hurt.