"Zi'an, you can't be like this, I'm your father-in-law, and I have a friendship with your father for decades!" Ren Zi'an watched Fang Zhengqi put down his dignity and pleaded, and couldn't help but feel a little proud and a little angry. Shook off his outstretched hand, his ruthless face expressionless, "Don't mention this to me, you...... Unworthy. ”

The rain was dripping, and it was already nine o'clock in the evening when Fang Mohan took a taxi to the bar, she was looking for Wu Zitong's figure in the noisy crowd, and finally saw her surrounded by a group of men, Fang Mohan hurriedly went up and waved the hands of several men, and grabbed Wu Zitong, Wu Zitong obviously drank too much, and his little face was red and cute, "Trouble let go, let go of it." “

Wu Zitong spread weakly into Fang Mohan's arms, still talking drunk, Fang Mohan helped her up with all his strength, and several men next to him saw this, "What are you doing, beauty, play with us for a while!" ”

Fang Mohan usually hates coming to this kind of place and getting together with these hooligans, she tried to pull Wu Zitong away, but she didn't expect to be surrounded by three or four men, and it was difficult to move an inch. "What do you want to do?"

Several men smiled evilly, "Beauty, why are you leaving so quickly, didn't you have a good time just now, you will get drunk with us tonight!" ”

As he spoke, he also touched Fang Mohan's fair face with his hand recklessly, Fang Mohan flashed back as if he had been electrocuted, "It's late today, let's go first." Before Fang Mohan finished speaking, he was directly forced into a corner by several men, unable to move an inch.

Wu Zitong was still dazed, and he didn't know what was going on.

Fang Mohan mustered up the courage and shouted: "Don't come here, I'm calling someone, I'm really screaming." A few men listened and laughed, "Beauty, you are really stupid and cute, don't look at what kind of place this is, you haven't been in a nightclub." ”

The man's treacherous face made Fang Mohan feel disgusted, and the man leaned forward and tried to get close to Fang Mohan, when suddenly a voice came from a distance, "Stop me." ”

A few people turned their heads to look, only to see a man standing not far away, shouting at this side.

Fang Mohan was a little surprised, that person was ...... Ren Zi'an.

Ren Zi'an was wearing a simple black shirt, looking drunk, and it seemed that he had drunk too much, and walked into the group crookedly, revealing an uninhibited attitude.

Now Ren Zi'an looks like a naughty teenager, his whole face is extremely smooth, and his eyebrows are full of bad smell.

Before Fang Mohan could calm down, he heard the sound of a beer bottle breaking, and then saw Ren Zi'an and several men scuffling together, Fang Mohan was stunned in place, Wu Zitong in his arms was still talking drunk, at this moment, Fang Mohan seemed to see another Ren Zi'an, a former Ren Zi'an, and a Ren Zi'an ten years ago.

"Don't fight, don't fight......" Several men pressed Ren Zi'an to the ground and began to punch and kick, Ren Zi'an resisted arrogantly, trying to stand up, but was only beaten more severely by a few people.

Fang Mohan left Wu Zitong on the sofa, rushed over, pulled away a few men, hurriedly protected Ren Zi'an, hugged him tightly, with tears in the corners of his eyes, begging: "Don't fight, don't fight!"

Several men laughed out loud and said on the side: "Beauty, your boyfriend is so cowardly, you might as well follow me." While speaking, he shamelessly approached Fang Mohan's face, and before Fang Mohan had time to dodge, he hit it with a fist, Ren Zi'an angrily stepped on the man under his feet, and said domineeringly: "She is mine." ”

She is mine, she is mine, Ren Zi'an's words echoed in Fang Mohan's ears, so clear, but so unreal.

Ren Zi'an and a few people fought desperately, their heads were bleeding, and they didn't stop them until the assistant received a call and arrived in time, Ren Zi'an's face was scarred, and finally passed out in Fang Mohan's arms, muttering, "Don't be afraid, Nan Yu, I'm here!" ”

Sure enough, everything did not belong to her after all, but for Gu Nanyu. The reason why Ren Zi'an did this was just to mistake himself for Gu Nanyu.

Gu Nanyu left for three days, Ren Zi'an was drunk for three days, and Fang Mohan was sad for three days. Ren Zi'an didn't know that Fang Mohan's love for him was thousands of times higher than his love for Gu Nanyu.

However, for him, Gu Nanyu is gone, but he is his beloved, and Fang Mohan has always been there, but he is a passerby.

Fang Mohan entrusted Wu Zitong to Assistant Lin, and took Ren Zi'an to a nearby hospital, it was already midnight, but the city was brightly lit, gorgeous, and the night sky was bright, but this kind of thing could not illuminate Fang Mohan's heart.

Speaking of Wu Zitong, it was a small trouble, in addition to causing trouble or causing trouble, as soon as he came out of the bar, he vomited Assistant Lin's body, and the whole Assistant Lin was stinky.

Assistant Lin drove Wu Zitong back to Nanyuan, but he didn't expect Wu Zitong to sit in the co-pilot and feel uneasy, so he was drunk and had to ask him who he was and whether he had been kidnapped.

Assistant Lin drove the car by herself, ignoring her, disgusted in her heart, I really don't know how Mrs. could make such a friend.

Wu Zitong saw that he didn't speak, and only saw the delicate side face of the man in the driver's seat in the dark, beating his head blankly, like a little wild cat, trying to escape from the car door, Assistant Lin smiled, "It's useless, the car door is locked." ”

Wu Zitong was drunk and cute, and said with a panicked face: "Bad guy, stop quickly, stop quickly, where are you going to take me." ”

Assistant Lin was not to be outdone, and jokingly scared, "Sell you to the kiln." ”

Wu Zitong's face turned red, and then he shouted, "Don't, don't, uncle, I have money in my family, my parents will give you a lot of money, you let me go." ”

Assistant Lin laughed, this girl is really stupid, she seems to be scared, who made her vomit herself, and called her uncle, is she so old?

Wu Zitong saw that he didn't stop, and boldly moved the steering wheel with his hands, the car suddenly lost its direction and began to collide, Assistant Lin yelled, "You're crazy" while twisting the steering wheel vigorously.

It was late, the car staggered and crashed into the green belt on the side of the road, and there was a "bang" and a sound.

Ren Zi'an was fine, just said some flesh wounds, and dealt with the wounds in the hospital, Fang Mohan took him to the villa last time, it was already more than one o'clock in the morning when he arrived at the villa, Ren Zi'an slept deeply, Fang Mohan covered the quilt for him, turned around to help him tidy up the messy living room, Fang Mohan saw that a box in the living room was full of Ren Zi'an and Gu Nanyi's original photos, Fang Mohan was afraid of disturbing Ren Zi'an's rest, so he didn't turn on the lights, the moonlight was bright, Fang Mohan could just see the outline of the two people in the photo, on the photo, Ren Zi'an took a white gardenia and gently inserted it into Gu Nanyi's head, and the two of them smiled sweetly and looked extremely happy.

Fang Mohan stared at the person in the photo sluggishly, his heart ached, hurt, and loved. There were many letters under a lot of photos, and Fang Mohan thought that it must be Ren Zi'an and Gu Nanyi's letters, so he didn't open them.

Fang Mohan didn't sleep all night and left early, because he was afraid that Ren Zi'an would be unhappy when he woke up and saw her.

I dialed Wu Zitong but it was always turned off, and when I arrived in Nanyuan, I found that there was no one, strange, I didn't ask Xiaolin to take Zitong home last night, why haven't I come back yet.

Just thinking that the phone rang, it was Assistant Lin's, but the other party was a woman, "Hey, is it Miss Fang Mohan?" ”

"Well, I am."

"Could you please come to the hospital, your friend is with us."

Hospital? Fang Mohan made a sound in surprise, and immediately drove to the hospital before changing his clothes.