"Miss, we are a teahouse here, and we don't sell alcohol."

As soon as the waiter finished speaking, he saw Fu Shasha stand up angrily and grabbed him by the collar.

"If you don't sell it, why don't you go outside and buy me a few bottles?"

The service lowered his head, pressed the brim of his hat again, laughed dryly, stretched out his hand towards Fu Shasha, and rubbed his two fingers twice.

When Fu Shasha saw it, she let go and sneered twice.

"Isn't it just money, this girl will give it to you, buy a few more bottles, the stronger the better, and the better it can get drunk."

The waiter took the money, grinned happily, answered twice, and then turned his head and ran out of the street.

Soon, he walked back with two bottles of Du Kang in his hand and placed them on Fu Shasha's table.

"Miss, do you want me to give you those two cups?"

"Take it, you don't have to give me the rest of the money, just thank you for running errands to buy me wine." After speaking, he lay on the coffee table again, waiting for the waiter to pour the wine with a cup.

The waiter moves quickly, maybe he is a rich envoy.

He even intimately opened the wine for Fu Sasha and poured it into the cup, and when he smelled the wine, Fu Shasha frowned fiercely a little unaccustomedly.

But thinking of some things messing up in her head, she still couldn't get used to it, so she picked up the wine glass and poured it into her stomach.

At first, he didn't stop until he was so drunk that he could barely open his eyes, and the sky outside was dark.

"Why...... Why lie to me? Belch...... Lu Jinghuan...... You...... You're a ...... Bastard! ”

"Liar...... It's all liars...... Bad apple! ”

"What to do? What am I going to do? What the hell am I doing wrong that you're going to do this to me? ”

Although Fu Shasha couldn't open her eyes after getting drunk, she chattered endlessly in her mouth, and scolded Lu Jinghuan for being a bastard for a while, deceiving her youth and her feelings.

After a while, he scolded Ye Zhenzhen for being a bitch, disdainful of her, but robbed her of men at the same time.

After a while, I remembered that I was annoyed by Lu Jinghuan's words, and I forgot to ask him if he had taken a fancy to Ye Zhenzhen's slut, so he dumped himself?

But after thinking about it, he is not a member of the Lu family anymore, what's the use of who he likes?

In short, my mind is a mess that I can't unravel and can't sort out.

Suddenly, the waiter sitting next to her had enough of her gibberish and stood up.

While taking off his coat and throwing it on the sofa opposite, he walked to Fu Shasha's side and held her shoulders with both hands.

"Miss? Miss? You okay? ”

"Okay, I'm fine. Lu Jinghuan, what's so great about you, I'm the daughter of the dean of the dignified Yunhai Academy, without you, do you think I can't find a better man? I'm telling you, good man, many. You don't like me, I don't like you yet......"

She continued to babble nonsense, completely unable to see the faces of the men around her becoming more and more gloomy with her nonsense.

"What kind of good man do you want? Well? ”

As he spoke, he didn't want to listen to what Fu Shasha said, so he picked her up horizontally, carried her on his shoulders and walked towards the outside of the teahouse.

Next door to the teahouse, it happens to be a guest house.

The next day, Fu Shasha woke up from this guest house.

"Ah......h

Getting up from the bed with difficulty, Fu Shasha only felt sore all over, especially the lower half of her body......

Lower?

How could it hurt so much underneath her?

Fu Shasha was suddenly startled, lifted the quilt on her body, and a cold wind hit, making her shiver all over.

But soon, she couldn't care about being cold.

Because she saw that she didn't have anything on her body, her fair and delicate skin was full of red marks, especially on her inner thighs, and even ...... There are also smudged stamps.

When I touched it gently, it still hurt a little.

Rumble!

Her brain exploded in an instant.

Although she and Lu Jinghuan have not been very close in the past few years, she has secretly heard people talk about the relationship between men and women in the village. Coupled with the pain and discomfort she was in now, it was not difficult for her to think about what had happened to her last night.

Thinking about last night, she was so anxious that her tears suddenly fell in big pieces.

"What's going on? What's going on? I...... I...... Who the hell is it? ”

Who bullied her?

She just drank a few glasses of wine in the teahouse, how could she ...... How did you run to the guest house next door?

However, no matter how many times she asked, no one could answer her.

When the headache was better, her sanity came back a little, and she quickly got up from the bed, endured the pain and boiled hot water to take a shower, and then put on her clothes and left the guest house.

Before leaving, she turned a corner and entered yesterday's little teahouse.

Looking at the waiter who had been busy, she had the heart to step forward and ask him a few words, but then thinking about what happened to her, she quickly tightened her collar and hurried towards home.

Forget it, it doesn't matter who it is anymore.

The important thing is not to let people know about this matter, otherwise, her life will be ruined.

She didn't know if the man last night was Lu Jinghuan, if it was him, she couldn't forgive him just because he treated her like this!

If it weren't for him, he would be a stranger...... Being raped by a stranger is not a glorious thing, and if her parents know about the important matter, she is afraid that she will not have good fruit to eat.

The only way to do this is to pretend that nothing has happened.

As for the future, let's talk about it later.

*

When he knew from Fu Shasha's mouth that he might have made the wrong person, Fu Jianbin was anxious to go to Director Zhao for verification.

But just after the exam, Director Zhao was busy revising the relevant matters of the test papers, and it took three days to see him.

The two also made an appointment to meet in a teahouse, and as soon as they met, Fu Jianbin asked straight to the point about Lu Yuheng.

"Lao Zhao, do you remember the day when I went to hand in the volunteer letter to my daughter, I ran into you sending someone away behind the door?"

Director Zhao twisted his eyebrows and recalled, and nodded.

"Remember, what's wrong?"

"Is that person a disciple of the Lu family?"

"Yes, I didn't tell you all at the time, people still kept it secret, I saw that you had a good relationship with you, so I told you secretly."

"Then is his name Lu Jinghuan?" Hearing Lao Zhao's confirmation, Fu Jianbin couldn't help but feel happy on his face.

The Lu family's, that's it.

How could there be a mistake?

But who knew that when he heard his name, Director Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then looked at him in surprise and asked.

"Who told you that he is Lu Jinghuan's, he is not, he is Lu Yuheng, but the only son of Lu Zhanyun, the third elder of the Lu family, and Sheng Baoyun, the head of the art troupe."

Bang......