"I don't want to go, why don't you say your boyfriend doesn't allow it?" Fu Shiye's more serious appearance made Wen Yabao feel a lot of pressure, "I'm not sure if you agree with me using this as a rhetoric, after all, if the subject of the scandal himself doesn't admit it, I'm embarrassed." ”

Fu Shiye suddenly let go of his fingers, "Is there a problem with my ability to express, or is there a problem with your comprehension, or is there a problem with the communication between us?" ”

Wen Yabao was completely stunned by his three consecutive questions, "If you have no opinion, I will use this reason to cut the peach blossoms next time." But...... The aftermath problem bothered Secretary Su and Jing Tezhu. ”

"They'll take care of it."

Fu Shiye poured a big sip of wine, and his mood was much worse.

"Really jealous?"

"Nope."

The more Fu Shiye denied it, the more Wen Yabao felt that he was duplicitous.

Just assume that he is not jealous.

"And what are you angry about?" Wen Yabao raised his hand to block Fu Shiye, "My pot?" ”

"It's my own problem."

Fu Shiye continued to drink, avoiding the topic of Wen Yabao.

The banquet started as scheduled.

He Jiujiu wore a pink puffy skirt and danced with He Chaonian.

The chasing light hit them, focusing the eyes of everyone on the scene.

The diamond on the top of the head of the congratulatory wine is shining in the light, and the stars are shining.

Thousands of little princesses who love all in one.

Wen Yabao remembered Wen Yayan's coming-of-age ceremony, and the stars held the moon like in front of him.

Father's favor, that "pearl in the palm" diamond bracelet.

Everything seemed to have nothing to do with her, but everything hurt her heart as if it were broken.

No matter how much you pretend not to care, there will always be a dull pain in your heart.

The scene in front of me overlaps with the past.

In the corner without light, she looked up at the happy harmony of the Wen family.

And she, like an outsider.

It shouldn't exist.

Wen Yabao is immersed in a divided spiritual world.

didn't notice at all that Fu Shiye, who was beside her, was firmly locked in the tears that were slipping down her cheeks.

He silently raised his handkerchief.

Wen Yabao stared in the direction of chasing the light, his gaze was not focused.

The spirit is like being pulled out of the body.

She looked particularly bad.

Driven by the rhythm of the music, chasing the light closely follows the skirt of the congratulatory wine, like a shadow.

Wen Yabao unconsciously stretched out his hand and took a step in the direction of chasing the light.

Fu Shiye grabbed Wen Yabao's wrist and clasped it in his palm.

The wine in his hand was taken over by Su Jinghong beside him, and Fu Shiye dragged the person into his arms.

The sudden impact made Wen Yabao suddenly come back to his senses.

"What's wrong? Look at your emotions are not quite right! Fu Shiye's voice was full of concern.

"It's okay, it's just a little trance." The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, at least at this moment, Wen Yabao and everyone at the banquet are not in the same mood.

A little cowardice suddenly rose in her heart, and she wanted to escape from here.

The only reason left made Wen Yabao restrain himself from running without pulling his legs.

Fu Shiye also found that Wen Yabao was wrong, she stayed quietly in his arms, trembling uncontrollably.

Wen Hualan once said that as long as she was sad, give her a hug, and she would soon be able to calm down.

What happened to Wen Yabao in the past, Fu Shiye couldn't go into details.

But a lifesaver will emerge in a moment, which is enough to prove how dark she once was.

Begging for a living on the tip of a knife and dancing on a cliff.

During that time, she should have been in extreme despair.