Fu Min rubbed his eyes and slowly sorted out what happened last night.

She remembered playing cards with Wen Jiaming and his party last night, she lost several handfuls and drank a lot of wine, and then she was drunk, although she was drunk, she was still a little conscious, and later she seemed to see Wen Shuyuan.

Fu Min slowly remembered that after Wen Shuyuan appeared last night, she was playing drunk and crazy with Wen Shuyuan, and what she said, her mind, which was still a little dazed, instantly sobered up, her eyes widened, and her fingers trembled and grabbed the quilt.

Thinking that she was drunk and crazy at Wen Shuyuan last night, he seemed to be terrible at that time, and he almost strangled her to death.

She shuddered, lifted the covers, and checked for any injuries on her arms, but there were nothing, and she was still wearing yesterday's clothes.

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, okay, okay.

Fu Min bit her fingers and frowned, although she didn't break it, all she remembered was the picture of playing drunk and crazy with Wen Shuyuan in the private room, how was she taken back to the room by Wen Shuyuan later?

Did he carry her away? Or did you just drag her away?

The first estimate is impossible, Wen Shuyuan doesn't like her, and she was lucky that he didn't strangle her by playing drunk on him last night, how could he carry her away?

Was it really just dragging her away?

The image of Wen Shuyuan dragging her away suddenly came to mind, and she covered her face and let out a wail.

And then what? She didn't remember it very clearly, it seemed that when Wen Shuyuan was about to leave, she suddenly grabbed his clothes, as if she had said something to him?

What else did she say? Fu Min only felt that his heart was chuckling, and he was inexplicably a little flustered.

She felt as if she had said something important.

Fu Min tried hard to recall, but the fragments were intermittent and couldn't be pieced together, she remembered that she seemed to be holding him and crying later, crying very aggrieved.

Then the man seemed to touch her head at the end, with some inexplicable tenderness, and the memory was very vague, not very real,

Fu Min didn't even know if this really happened last night or if she dreamed about it.

After thinking about it, it should be a dream, Wen Shu is far from being so gentle to her.

He didn't like her, one might even hate her.

Ever since they got engaged, he had only looked at her with indifference and disgust, and even sarcasm.

Those eyes were too clear and profound, so that she would wake up from her sleep every time she was abroad in those years, and after waking up, the whole person was confused, feeling cool, and when she touched her hand, she found that she was crying.

Before he got engaged, he was still different to her, although sometimes when he went to him in trouble, he would reprimand her with a cold face, but later, he would also smile and talk to her, and would gently touch her head.

The gentle appearance in the memory gradually became a little blurry, and even a little unreal.

Fu Min sat on the bed, and his whole body was full of sorrow.

The curtains in the room were not drawn, and the weather was very good today, the sun shone brightly and projected on the bed, and she was alone in the whole room.

"Ahh I! Exercise! ”

Suddenly, there was a shout outside.

Fu Min was stunned, then got down from the bed and walked outside.

Outside, in the living room, Qiao Wei was lying on the ground, her hands on her waist, and her face was wrinkled.

"Little Joe, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that it was Qiao Wei, Fu Min trotted over and helped her up from the ground.

"It hurts... Pain·· Amin, you tap "