Zhuo Suxin didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

"I'll go first, you can rest early." After finishing speaking, Fan Zhiyuan turned around and walked out without looking back.

Walking to the door, with a bang, he slammed the door shut, and it could be seen that there was always a stuffy and unspeakable anger in his heart.

After closing the door and leaving, Zhuo Suxin stood there alone, she fell to the ground all of a sudden, and tears kept flowing down her face.

She didn't know why, at the moment when Fan Zhiyuan hugged her, what appeared in her heart was Zhou Xianyang's handsome and extraordinary, with a little alienated and indifferent expression.

She herself was taken aback by her own imagination, and she was terrified, wondering why this was happening.

Even more distressed than her was Fan Zhiyuan.

After Fan Zhiyuan came out of her house, he ran wildly on the street alone, running for an unknown amount of time before stopping.

All along, in his mind, Zhuo Suxin is his goddess, and his love for her is pure and unreserved.

Many years ago, he was forced to insult Zhuo Suxin at the engagement ceremony, and that scene was like a deep imprint in his mind.

He told himself that he must make up for it in the future so that Zhuo Suxin can live a better life.

But now, when he was with her, he found out that she still had such an unknown scene.

Zhou Xianyang, Zhou Xianyang, why Zhou Xianyang?

Walking up to a big tree, he pounded it as hard as he wanted to break it.

Zhou Xianyang, he is such an excellent man, although he himself says that he is a playboy and that he is a gentleman, but in fact he can manage the Zhoushi Group, which has a market value of tens of billions of dollars, and he has developed well in every field.

He far surpasses himself in terms of appearance and ability, and even in money, social status, etc.

Thinking of this, Fan Zhiyuan felt more and more blocked.

He didn't know if Zhou Xianyang was just playing with Zhuo Suxin, or if he was really interested in her, which he couldn't see from Zhou Xianyang's cold face at all.

The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I felt, and when a taxi happened to pass by, he waved it to stop.

He got into the car and said to the driver, "Go to the nearest bar." ”

He wasn't very familiar with the roads in the area, so the driver drove him to the bar.

When I got to the door of the bar, I put him down, threw a hundred yuan at the driver and said, "Don't look for it." He walked to the bar.

After entering, I saw that the lights inside were flickering on and off, and a group of men and women were partying inside, and some even drunk and danced there.

There are also a few women who keep tearing down their clothes, a rotten and unsightly scene.

He sat down at a table near the bar, and the beer-selling fighter came up to him, smiling brightly, and said to him, "Sir, how much wine do you need?" Do you want me to accompany you, how lonely it is to be alone. ”

He gave the fighter a cold look and said to her, "I'll buy you a dozen beers, and you'll roll as far as you want." ”

The fighter seemed to be taken aback by him, and after a while, he squeezed his chest forward vigorously and said, "Sir, why don't you like me to accompany you, the two of us can drink a little more, we can drink a little more." ”

"Get out." A simple word.

The fighter was horrified by his appearance and muttered, "Hmph, what's the big deal." He put down a dozen beers, twisted his ass and turned away.

The fighter walked away in a huff, and Fan Zhiyuan sat there alone, he seemed lonely and a little disorganized.

He opened the wine, and instead of using a glass, he poured it directly into his stomach bottle by bottle.

Bottle after bottle, as if only alcohol could soothe the pain in his heart.

Before he knew it, he had drunk almost a dozen beers, and he fell into a state of extreme coma.

"Suxin...... Su Xin, what is the relationship between you and Zhou Xianyang? Are you really in love with him? Suxin, Suxin......"

He was there shouting and shouting, but there was absolutely no one to answer his question at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, he fell asleep there.

It wasn't until late in the night, when a cleaner came to clean up, and found him lying there, so he went to talk to the barkeepers.

The spectators came forward, not knowing who he was, so they tried hard to shake him awake.

At this time, Mai Lingling was smoking a cigarette and walked over from another corner of the bar.

She is a regular at this bar, and almost everyone in the bar knows her.

Every night when she is lonely and bored, she comes here to vent her inner wildness.

Seeing a man surrounded by a few spectators, she saw that the man seemed to be a little familiar, so she took a few steps forward.

walked over and took a look, and found that it was Fan Zhiyuan.

She was slightly stunned, took a casual puff of cigarette, gently exhaled a circle under her eyes, and pondered for a while before saying to them, "What's wrong with this person?" ”

One of the spectators knew Mai Lingling, and hurriedly smiled and said to her: "Sister Lingling, it's like this, this person asked for two dozen beers there, and before the wine was finished, he was drunk, and he occupied the place and didn't pay, and we were thinking about how to get him away." ”

"Well, he's my friend, and how much does he owe you? Sue me, I paid the money for him. ”

"Okay, Sister Lingling has always been so generous." They hurriedly counted the money and sued Mai Lingling.

Mai Lingling casually threw out 500 yuan and said to them, "Don't look for it." ”

"Okay, thank you, Sister Lingling." As they spoke, they thanked Mai Lingling very well.

Looking at Fan Zhiyuan, who was lying on the ground drunk and unconscious, the corners of Mai Lingling's mouth couldn't help but rise.

She instructed the spectators, "Help me get him to the taxi." ”

The spectator hurriedly agreed, helped Mai Lingling stop a taxi, and got Fan Zhiyuan into the car.

Mai Lingling also sat in and said to the taxi driver, "Please take us to Jintian Apartment." ”

The driver agreed, drove away, and quickly sent them to the Jintian apartment.

After delivering, she helped Fan Zhiyuan down, helped him upstairs, opened the door, and put him on her bed.

Seeing that he was drunk and unconscious there, the corners of Mai Lingling's mouth showed a sly smile.

She approached Fan Zhiyuan and said to him with a smile: "Fan Zhiyuan, Fan Zhiyuan, I have always admired you, but I didn't expect you to deny my ability and strength for so many years for the sake of Zhuo Suxin." Not only that, but you openly shielded her in the company, which made me very shameless. ”