Chapter 12: Unworthy

Lu Zhan sent her to the Clear Water Garden.

After getting out of the car, he returned to indifference, and he was the same businesslike appearance again, he didn't even say hello, and the car sped away on the side of the road.

"Wen Suili!"

The roar was particularly piercing in the context of approaching night.

The voice was so familiar that her emotions didn't hold back for a moment.

It's a Fu banquet ceremony.

He was standing under a large banyan tree behind him, his clothes in tatters, his face and hair in disarray, the corners of his mouth torn, and black-red blood stains solidifying.

The appearance of the whole person looks depressed and embarrassed.

When you think about it, she hasn't seen him in ten days.

The day I came out of Wen's house.

The first thing she did was to block Fu Yanli and cut off all channels of contact with him.

"Who was that man just now?"

Fu Yanli was like a demon, glaring fiercely at him.

"Not anyone."

In the face of this favorite person, Wen Suili gave the most indifferent attitude.

Fu Yanli has always been a strict family teacher, and he is a treasure held by the Fu family in the palm of his hand, he has not suffered any setbacks, except for Wen Suili, the pain of the knife cutting his heart forced him to go crazy.

He stepped forward with a big step.

Before she could react, the person was already close.

Fu Yanli grabbed her arm with both hands, forcing her to take several steps back.

Wen Suili hit his ankle on the side of the road.

Her skin was torn apart, and her tears fell down in pain.

At that moment, it is no exaggeration to say that it is like a broken bead curtain, and it can't be stopped.

"Suisui, are you breaking up with me because of him?"

Fu Yanli dragged her, panicked and frightened between his faces, he was like a child who had lost his favorite toy, and he almost cried directly in front of her.

"No, it's not ......"

Tears fell from her eyes, and she shook her head desperately, and several drops fell into her neck.

Icy cold.

When he got closer, Wen Suili found that Fu Yanli was very drunk, and the wine on his body was so strong that it seemed like he had just been fished out of a wine jar.

He pleaded, "Don't leave me, okay?" ”

Her heart was grabbed by a hand and kneaded hard.

There was no wound, but Wen Suili felt suffocated in pain, from his throat to his internal organs.

Fu Yanli couldn't stand on her feet, and people were almost attached to her.

She stretched out her hand and struggled to lift her face: "You calm down." ”

"I can't calm down...... Years old, I love you......"

She clearly saw that a tear stained from the corner of Fu Yanli's eyes, and with his last dignity, he was completely lost at this moment, for her.

He used to be on top.

Wen Suili took a deep breath and wiped away her tears: "You sit down first, I won't leave, will I accompany you?" ”

Fu Yanli's eyes couldn't open, and he tried hard to look at her.

"Okay, I'll sit down."

He stepped back to the stone pier beside him, sat upright, and looked up at her.

But the alcohol was too strong, and Fu Yanli's tense back always sank.

Seeing Wen Suili's heartache was numb.

It was a knife, cutting her flesh little by little.

The only reason and calmness left forced her to bend down and sit down next to him: "Fu Yanli, it's impossible for us, don't marry me again, I'm not worthy of you." ”

She had already slept with Lu Zhan.

Her body has long been unclean.

Fu Yanli's frustrated face burst out with a bit of tenacity: "No, you are worthy, no one can say that you are not worthy of me." ”

His eyes were burning like fire, and it hurt when Wen Suili didn't open it.

It was like a needle was pricking her eyeball.

He pressed Wen Suili's hand: "Did my family say something to force you to leave?" ”