Suddenly, her stomach turned. Su Ziqi covered her mouth, ran to the guardrail, and vomited in the trash can nearby.
Meng Xiaoyi, who came out last, stared at Su Ziqi who was vomiting, snorted coldly, took Leng Chenfeng's hand next to her, and deliberately showed off. "Chenfeng, I'm so tired, let's go back first."
Leng Chenfeng glanced at Su Ziqi who looked miserable. She had drank so much sake, and he was still a little worried.
But in the end, he chose to ignore her, took Meng Xiaoyi into the car and left.
Su Ziqi, who was conscious, listened to the sound of the car leaving, smiled bitterly, and asked herself sarcastically, what on earth were she expecting? She was just his ex-fiancée, and the woman staying by his side now was his real fiancée, and she
He is about to give birth to a son.
Standing up, she stretched out her hand to wave, but she was greeted by a luxury car.
A black Bentley parked in front of her. Su Ziqi was so drunk that she didn't even notice that it was a private car.
He opened the car door directly, got in, and drunkenly told the 'driver', "Take me home."
The person in the driver's seat frowned, opened the window, and blew away the smell of alcohol. "If you don't know how to drink, don't drink. If a woman is drunk, be careful of being sold and helping the bad guys count money."
The familiar voice made Su Ziqi squint her eyes, sit up, grab the back of the driver's seat, stretch out her index finger, and say with a smile on her face that was stained red from drinking. "It turns out that's you Zhou Yu, how do you know me?
Here? You are so kind to pick me up, this is not like you."
How do you know she's here?
Of course, it was given by a person, who asked him to get up from his sleep, run to this place to pick up this woman, and ensure that she returned home safely.
"Sit tight, I'll take you back." Put the car in gear, step on the accelerator, and the car sped away from the city.
In the mountains, she sat quietly, looking out the window thoughtfully, letting the wind blow on her face. Seeing her sad expression through the reversing mirror, Zhou Yu kindly reminded Su Ziqi, "Be careful.
Blowing too much will give you a headache."
But Su Ziqi, who was sitting next to her, ignored her. She stared blankly into the dark depths outside and asked, "Why can't you choose to accept Yang Xue?"
With one sentence, Zhou Yu, who was driving, calmed down and looked at the road ahead quietly. It wasn't until the car stopped and he leaned on the seat that he slowly spoke. "We're already here. You can go in by yourself!"
"Well." Opening the car door, Su Ziqi walked to him unsteadily and persuaded him not to be too persistent. "People who should be forgotten should be forgotten. If you don't cherish the people you have now, don't regret it in the end.
"
As she spoke, she waved to the people in the car and stumbled in.
He had completed his mission, but he didn't leave for a long time, thinking about Su Ziqi's words.
Forget it? Can you?
Even if he forgets it, it is impossible for him to fall in love with a woman who killed her. Although she told him before her death, don't blame Xue'er, everything was of her own free will.
Although he didn't blame her on the surface, he could never forgive her in his heart. It was an ironclad fact that Yang Xue killed Shirley.
"Mommy, why are you back so late?" Xichen had been sitting on the sofa waiting for Mommy to come back. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he jumped down and ran to the entrance. The strong smell of alcohol made him frown.
Like an adult, he preached to Su Ziqi, who was changing shoes in front of her. "Mommy, you are so old, why are you still so drunk? Do you know how chaotic it is outside now? What if you meet a bad person?