Early October, 2011.

In the northern city, it was cloudy and rainy.

Not long after Jiang Yimian returned to China, he had to come to Zhao Jingyan so that he could beg Zhao Jingyan to let her go and stop retaliating against her.

A class reunion is being held in the South Hall on the fourth floor of the North City Clubhouse.

The crowd in the box was scattered, and the group of people on the sofa chatted enthusiastically around Zhao Jingyan.

In the corner, Jiang Yimian was wearing a goose-yellow dress, a white plush cardigan, long black hair was scattered behind his head, and the tails of his eyes were a little red, which looked even more touching, making people feel pity.

She lowered her eyes and pursed her lips slightly, she knew that Zhao Jingyan saw her and was deliberately embarrassing her.

"Sleep?" Xu Yue saw her discomfort and comforted her: "If you are uncomfortable, then we will leave." ”

Jiang Yimian shook his head and said softly: "I have to find him clearly." ”

In those difficult days abroad, the pride on her body had already been smoothed out, and now she just wanted to make it clear to Zhao Jingyan that she didn't want to drag it out any longer.

Zhao Jingyan sat in the center of the sofa, his thin lips were slightly raised, and he lazily lifted his eyelids: "Who is standing in the corner?" ”

The eyes are facing each other.

Shen Yimian saw a mockery in his eyes.

Time seems to be getting slow.

As his words fell, the eyes of the people in the box also looked at her in the corner, the light of the box was very dim, and some could not see the faces of the people standing in the corner.

"Who's that guy?"

"It seems to be Jiang Yimian."

That down-and-out daughter.

Hearing this name, people invariably looked at Zhao Jingyan.

After all, the love story of Jiang Ruomian chasing Zhao Jingyan in college at that time was widely spread, and the daughter of a rich family fell in love with a poor boy, and this kind of collocation was discussed behind the scenes.

What's more, Zhao Jingyan still had a girlfriend at the beginning, but Jiang Yimian relied on the power in his family and forced Zhao Jingyan to separate from his girlfriend.

Jiang Yimian got Zhao Jingyan at this time.

Therefore, regarding Zhao Jingyan's revenge on Jiang Yimian, everyone tacitly chose to side with Zhao Jingyan.

Hearing the name, Zhao Jingyan's mood didn't seem to be affected at all, leaning back in the chair and laughing.

Looks like it's none of your business.

As he laughed, the others couldn't help but laugh aloud, Jiang Yimian's sudden appearance wouldn't be to beg Zhao Jingyan to get back together.

It's funny just thinking about it.

In the next second, Zhao Jingyan looked away indifferently.

Jiang Yimian looked at the man sitting in the center of the sofa, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, stepped forward, looked at him, and said softly: "Zhao Jingyan, I want to talk to you." ”

Just one sentence seemed to consume all her strength.

Even after four years, he has not changed as before, but there is a little more ruthlessness and decisiveness between his eyebrows.

I still hate her so much.

"Do I know you well?"

Zhao Jingyan leaned back on the sofa, and just pulled his lips and smiled after listening.

Before Jiang Yimian could speak again, he leaned over and dragged the ashtray on the table, as if he didn't care, "Why do you think I'll make small talk with someone who is in debt?" ”

"I'd like to talk to you." Jiang Yimian's hand hanging down her side tightened unconsciously, she pursed her lips, halfway through her words, her face turned a little pale, and she slowed down before whispering: "Even if I beg you......"

"Please?" Zhao Jingyan snorted lightly, and said step by step: "Jiang Yimian, you beg for someone with such an attitude? ”

After saying this, his Adam's apple rolled down, and the feeling of swelling and sourness in his heart at the moment was clear only to himself.

When Jiang Yimian wants to make the next move,

Zhao Jingyan's eyes finally left Jiang Ruomian, stood up, walked past her to the door, opened the box and saw her standing in place, a little impatient, and said in a deep voice: "Aren't you going to talk alone?" ”