Wanyan Jiyou looked at his leaving figure and suddenly felt an unpleasant feeling in her heart.
Sour, astringent, like something is pressing on my heart
An apology flowed in her heart, and she realized that she seemed to have inadvertently hurt Zhuo Qiyang's feelings.
"Ji You, what happened?" Nangong Jing walked closer and glanced at Yuchi Si curiously
Yuchisi stepped forward and reached out to hold Wanyan Jiyou's hand, but she quickly flinched as if she had been burned.
He paused, quickly changed his expression, put on a faint smile on his face and said, "Jiyou, thank you for your choice, I won't let you regret it."
Wanyan Jiyou shook his head, "No, don't get me wrong, I broke up with him not because of you."
Then she raised a calm smile and said to him, "It's so late. You go back first. Goodbye."
Yuchisi knew that at this time, she should be given time to think carefully, so he did not force her, nodded and turned around to leave.
After they all left, facing Nangong Jing's concern, Wanyan Jiyou showed her exhaustion at this time.
She fell down on the sofa, raised her eyes and looked at Nangong Jing with a wry smile, "Jing, I seem to have done something wrong this time..."
Although Nangong Jing didn't know what happened, he could probably guess something from the situation just now and Zhuo Qiyang's expression of death.
She sighed, sat next to Wanyan Jiyou, and held her shoulders comfortingly.
"I know you didn't mean to hurt Qi Yang. Just be yourself. Since it was unintentional, the long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain."
It’s just that Qi Yang suffered a lot.
Nangong Jing looked out the window at the rich night with complex eyes, and couldn't help but worry about Zhuo Qiyang
Although I had expected it, I didn't expect it to happen so quickly.
What made her feel even more uneasy was that Zhuo Qiyang seemed to have accidentally put too much affection on Wanyan Jiyou.
Now, what should we do?
**** ****
Late at night, the wind is very cold
With a calm and handsome face, Zhuo Qiyang drove his sports car on the highway.
The neon lights on the roadside reflected on his face, giving him a sinister and terrifying look. Anyone who saw it would not doubt how bad his mood was. No one would dare to come forward and harass him at this time.
There was a black car following him silently
Zhuo Qiyang smashed the steering wheel irritably and parked the car outside a high-end wine shop.
"Master Zhuo!" Seeing his arrival, someone came forward respectfully.
The boss actually came so late. He really scared these subordinates. Hurry up and serve. Don't be negligent.
The current expression of the boss... almost no one dares to look him in the eyes.