As soon as Liang Zhihuan came out of the bar bathroom, he saw Fu Ang who was blocked by two men.

Less than an hour ago, she saw with her own eyes that his marriage contract with the Liang family was forced to be canceled, and she was embarrassed, probably because she was too sad, so he would come here to borrow wine to drown his sorrows despite his disability in his legs.

Liang Zhihuan felt guilty, so he helped out.

Looking at the two people who were scared away by herself, Liang Zhihuan breathed a sigh of relief, she turned around and looked at Fu Ang, who seemed to be still undecided, "Mr. Fu, they are gone, and they are fine." ”

Fu Ang raised his eyes and looked at the thin little girl, but his eyes were cold and indifferent.

"Mr. Fu, you have difficulty moving, the crowd here is complicated, it's better not to stay for a long time." Liang Zhihuan was kind enough to help, but obviously, the man didn't want to accept her love, so he left without even saying a word of thanks.

Liang Zhihuan pursed his lips, and his little face was a little dissatisfied, so she helped him.

The commotion in the box continued, Liang Zhihuan was in a good mood today, and couldn't help but drink a few more glasses, a little drunk. The friends around her were also a little drunk, "Zhihuan, do you really want to marry the Fu family?" ”

"Hmm." Liang Zhihuan drank the wine in his hand and responded.

"But you don't like Fu Ershao, you have worked so hard to ruin the marriage contract between your cousin and Fu Ershao, and if you marry again, won't you ruin your life." My friend was puzzled.

Liang Zhihuan didn't respond for a long time, and after drinking the wine in her hand, she got up and picked up her backpack, "I'...... Go back first. ”

Liang Zhihuan was drunk. Leaning against the big tree on the side of the road for a long time, she was thinking about getting up to take a taxi, when suddenly, a shadow pressed in front of her, and when she looked up, that indifferent, but really good-looking face appeared in front of her.

After getting into the car, Liang Zhihuan tilted his head, looking at the man next to him with misty eyes, he didn't expect him to be so kind and willing to give her a ride.

"Liang Mansion?" Fu Ang rarely spoke.

Liang Zhihuan subconsciously shook his head, but he didn't say anything else, so Fu Ang asked the driver to drive forward.

The car drove slowly, Liang Zhihuan was still uncomfortable, and when the car turned, she couldn't hold back......

Fu Ang frowned and looked at the girl who leaned towards him, but vomited all over him, and her face turned dark.

The driver in front couldn't help but shudder and slowed down.

"Go to the old place." Fu Ang said to the driver, pulling out a tissue from the side to wipe off the filth on his body.

The car drove to a small western-style building, Fu Ang held his hand and got out of the car with the help of the driver. Liang Zhihuan was confused, and subconsciously reached out and pulled the car door to get out of the car, but almost fell.

Seeing this, the driver hurriedly wanted to help, but when he was about to touch Liang Zhihuan, he felt the gaze around him. "Let the maid come." Fu Ang snorted coldly.

Liang Zhihuan was dishonest when she was drunk, but she didn't know that the maid in the small western-style building watched the girl's 'dishonest' movements towards Fu Ang again and again, and her nerves tensed, afraid that Fu Ang would throw the girl out directly if she was displeased.

Fu Ang's reaction was a little surprising, not only was Junrong not disgusted and impatient, but also a little mild, and the maid couldn't help but wonder about the relationship between the two, but she didn't dare to ask more.

Liang Zhihuan was quiet for a long time, the moonlight shone in through the tulle window, falling on the girl's face, and the sleeping girl was as clean and clear as a newborn baby. Fu Ang sat on the side, most of his body shrouded in shadows, looking at the girl's eyes as soft as water.