"I went to dinner that day and met her, she is more beautiful than before, and her temperament is also good."

"Going abroad for a few years is indeed more attractive than before."

"Hmph, so what, that kind of ruthless woman, whoever gets involved is unlucky."

Three years ago, when Jiayin just left, Yan Rusheng was drunk every night, and he smoked cigarettes at that time.

They all grew up together, and they had never seen him so depressed.

So they all tacitly began to hate Fang Jiayin.

Before, everyone regarded her as a goddess.

"Are we here to celebrate Ming Ansheng's birthday or to talk about women?"

Jiang Zhuoheng, who has always disliked speaking, suddenly spoke, with a hint of impatience in his tone, and his voice was cold.

Regarding the sudden marriage of Yan Rusheng and Wen Xuxu, everyone has more or less understanding.

thought that Xu Xu and Jiang Zhuoheng were a couple who were happy with each other, but it was Grandma Yan's last wish that forcibly broke up the two of them.

Now that Wen Xuxu is married to Yan Rusheng, they are talking to Yan Rusheng about his ex-girlfriend, this Ah Heng is afraid that he feels that this is sorry for Xusheng's behavior, and he is short.

Everyone hurriedly changed the topic, "Ming Ansheng, you are the birthday star tonight, why don't you go around with everyone?" ”

Ming Ansheng smiled, "That's nature." ”

He was ready to come tonight with the heart of not getting drunk and not going home.

It's rare to get together, let alone his birthday star, I'm afraid no one can go back soberly.

Ming Ansheng was burned by everyone and began to toast one by one, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly rose.

Jiang Zhuoheng leaned on the corner of the sofa, holding a wine glass, looking at Yan Rusheng who was not far from him.

Yan Rusheng felt his gaze, turned his head to meet his gaze, and the faces of the two of them instantly seemed to have a layer of frost, cold to each other.

In Yan Rusheng's heart, Wang Daqin's death is inseparable from Jiang Zhuoheng.

If it weren't for the fact that he was going to celebrate Life's birthday, Grandma wouldn't have gone out.

Although he knew that it was a catastrophe, it could not be prevented, and he couldn't avoid it, either grandma or lifelike......

They both had their own thoughts, and the lively atmosphere seemed to have nothing to do with them.

After a long time, Jiang Zhuoheng suddenly bent his lips and raised the cup in his hand to Yan Rusheng, "Yan San, we haven't drunk it for a long time." ”

The sound is not big or small, but it can clearly reach the ears of the voice in the noise.

After saying that, he brought the wine glass to his lips and took a small sip.

The corners of Yan Rusheng's mouth also had a smile without the slightest warmth, "No matter how you practice, your alcohol consumption is not as good as mine." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and picked up the nearest bottle of wine on the table, tilted his head and poured it into his mouth.

What he is facing now is a warm and lifelike first love, a man who has made her fall in love for the first time and has loved him for so many years, and he has no way to be calm.

Be sure to prove that you are better than him!

Jiang Zhuoheng usually seems to have a mild temperament, he doesn't get angry very loudly, and he doesn't like to be competitive.

But in the face of such a provocation as Yan Rusheng, the big stone blocked in his heart exploded with a bang, and he was unwilling to admit defeat, so he also picked up a bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth.

Spirits burn the throat and burn the heart.

At the end of the drink, the wine is half drunk and half spilled, spilling down the corners of the mouth.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and a pair of eyes looked at them incredulously.

These two rivals in love have done it!

Yan Rusheng drank it first, he also drank it to Jiang Zhuoheng first, put down the bottle, he looked at Jiang Zhuoheng who drank it later, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Heh, Jiang Zhuoheng, he finally looks like a man." ”

ps: Asking for a ticket......

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