bar.
In the brightly lit bar, heavy metal music shook everyone's eardrums like thunder from time to time, and cheers resounded through the sky.
Qu Yishan was lying on the table, resentment flashed across her aggrieved face, and a line of tears slipped from her eyes.
She stared at the cocktail she ordered in trance, a hazy blue slowly spreading in the crystal clear glass, and the fragrance of mint was refreshing.
But this could not appease Qu Yishan, and she became even more agitated.
She bit her lip hard, and blood oozed from her pink lips, but Qu Yishan was numb and could not feel the pain.
What's wrong with her? To get a man like Su Nanjin, doesn't it take a little bit of scheming?
But he said ruthlessly that it was impossible for him and her to be together!
Tears gradually covered the entire face, but the stubbornness in Qu Yishan's eyes became stronger and stronger. She would never...definitely never give up on Su Nanjin!
At this time, a waiter wearing a suit, vest, and white gloves saw something strange in his eyes after seeing Qu Yishan, and then brought out a table full of whiskey.
Qu Yishan didn't notice this at all. Feeling depressed, she simply opened a bottle of wine and drank it down.
One bottle, two bottles, three bottles...
Her fair face was stained with a drunken blush, and her eyes became blurred. Qu Yishan murmured: "Wine...wine...give me wine."
A pair of beautiful and slender hands held the glass wine bottle, poured wine into the glass with a very professional posture, and spread out a warm and clean smile: "Miss, what sad thing happened to you?"
In a daze, Qu Yishan seemed to recognize the person as Su Nanjin and murmured: "Nan Jin, I am your fiancée, Shen Zhiluo is nothing..."
"Yes, you are Su Nanjin's fiancée." The man's eyes were dark, and he approached Qu Yishan's ear and asked in a low and seductive voice: "What happened to Shen Zhiluo and Su Nanjin back then?"
"They...the two of them back then..."
Accompanied by the loud music, Qu Yishan was startled, a glimmer of clarity flashed in her eyes, and she swallowed the words that came to her mouth.
But soon, under the influence of alcohol, sobriety was fleeting, haziness and confusion came to my eyes again, and my reason disappeared, leaving only the fire of anger.
Qu Yishan clenched her hands into fists and cursed through gritted teeth: "Shen Zhiluo is a bitch. She divorced Su Nanjin early tomorrow and broke off the relationship. Why would she still..."
After she drunkenly vented all the resentment stored in her heart, she soon lay unconscious on the bar and fell into a deep sleep.
But at the moment she fell, she stared at the face that she couldn't identify and said in a daze: "Su Nanjin, don't leave me..."
After successfully getting the information he wanted, Bai Song glanced at the drunken Qu Yishan with disdain, then left the bar indifferently and drove to the president's office of Ky Group.
The door was not closed tightly, and the lingering gasps of men and women could be heard.
Bai Song's calm expression did not change at all. He knocked on the door without surprise, and soon a woman's exclamation and the sound of fabric rubbing came from inside.
After a while, a hoarse voice came from inside: "Come in."
"Mr. Mo."
Bai Song walked steadily to the desk, not squinting, not even looking at the panic-stricken woman with disheveled hair next to the expensive leather sofa. She looked respectfully at the man on the chair.
The man's peach blossom eyes sparkled with a lake of spring water, his handsome face was elegant and suave, his lips were slightly curved, he seemed like a playboy who only wanted to please women, but if you look closely, you can see that the depths of his eyes were full of coldness, and he couldn't smile.
To the end, people are afraid.
The woman put on her clothes, and the low-cut butt-high dress showed off her slender figure. She looked happily at the man on the chair, and her delicate voice sounded: "Mr. Mo, can I come over later?"
Relying on the previous compatibility, the woman is bold and even a bit arrogant.
Mo Chen's eyes were filled with obvious disgust, exuding a frightening chill, and his thin lips lightly opened: "Get out."
This word is a death sentence.
The voice was very faint, but the woman remembered the rumors she had heard before. The restless women around Mr. Mo finally disappeared, and her face instantly turned pale, showing a look of fear.
"Mo...Mr. Mo, I, I was wrong!" She struggled, ignoring the bag she didn't take, and left quickly.
Seeing this, Mo Chen tugged on the buttons of his unbuttoned shirt and uttered two words with a calm expression: "Disgusting."
Bai Song was still bent aside, his calm expression unchanged. Similar scenes had happened too many times.
"Mission completed?" At this time, Mo Chen's index finger knuckle was slightly bent and he tapped the table gently.
Bai Song lowered his eyes, turned slightly sideways, and whispered a few words beside Mo Chen, which made the smile on Mo Chen's face even bigger.
"That's really interesting." Mo Chen curled his lips with interest, and the gloom just now was swept away, and he ordered happily, "Continue to stare at Qu Yishan."
Then, the insidious voice continued: "I don't want Su Nanjin to have an easy time!"
His two women will not let go either!
Bai Song looked calm and whispered, "Yes!" Then, he turned to leave.
"Wait a minute." Mo Chen's voice sounded again, this time with a hint of coldness in his peach blossom eyes, "Throw away the sofa."
Bai Song looked at the sofa. On the luxurious black sofa with flowing gloss, there was a small white bag left by the woman just now.
…
It was dark night, the bar was bustling with people, and many sly eyes were looking at the drunken women one by one.
If you want to take a woman back... Hehe!
Under the loud music, Qu Yishan opened her eyes in confusion, and a group of trance-like figures flashed in her eyes, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality.
She blinked, continued to pick up a bottle of whiskey on the table, and drank heavily without even using the glass.
The face that was already drunk was even more burning, and the crimson cheeks were slightly seductive.
She sat there alone, still threatening Shen Zhiluo resentfully, shouting: "Su Nanjin... I am Mrs. Su... I will not let Shen Zhiluo go!"
But no matter how many verbal threats she made, the drunken Qu Yishan could not forget what the man said coldly to her this afternoon.
Don't be wishful thinking!
Otherwise, she couldn't afford the cost of publishing those photos!
Qu Yishan felt a throbbing pain in her heart. She was waiting wholeheartedly for Su Nanjin to fall in love with her, but she was waiting for this ending!
He... was her obsession for so many years, how could she let it go so easily...
If Shen Zhiluo hadn't come, Su Nanjin would have fallen in love with her sooner or later. All this is Shen Zhiluo's fault!
Qu Yishan, who was feeling depressed and slightly sober, drank herself intoxicated one bottle after another without paying attention to the lustful looks around her.
Suddenly, a young man with dyed yellow hair boldly stepped forward and pulled Qu Yishan twice. Seeing that she only frowned slightly but had no strength to resist, he smiled obscenely.
This chapter has been completed!