It was as if there had never been any estrangement between them, but Meng Xinran would never forget that after her parents were shot dead, they avoided her like the plague, those eyes, those words that added insult to injury...
She still can't let go, after all, she is not a saint
The door was pushed open again
Countless pairs of eyes shot towards the door, watching the man walk in calmly holding the woman beside him. His eyebrows were clear and handsome. Under the thick sword eyebrows, his eyes were as black as ink, and his aura was a bit overwhelming.
He smiled gracefully: "Hello everyone, long time no see."
Everyone's eyes shuttled back and forth between him and Meng Xinran. They all held their breath and said nothing. However, Lan Zixi was the first to react and hurriedly greeted him: "Yizhi, you are finally here. I thought
You, a busy man, have to miss your appointment again.”
"Pechi, you're fine." After saying that, he turned to the woman again, stretched out her hand and shook it.
Liu Peiqi responded with a smile, her eyes falling on Meng Xinran who was on the sofa not far away.
At this moment, Meng Xinran's whole body was stiff, and her back was stretched into a line, like the strings of a violin. Her palms were wet, and she looked towards the door. Liu Peiqi had already withdrawn her gaze. At the same time, another cold gaze came towards her, and hers
Intertwined together, like a close-quarters fight
"Today everyone is free to eat. Our family is treating Yizhi." Liu Peiqi's voice was sweet. She nestled her face in Chu Yizhi's arms and swore her sovereignty with a victorious smile on her face.
Who here doesn't know that Chu Yizhi is Professor Meng, the proud disciple of Meng Xinran's parents, and the future son-in-law of the Meng family!
What she said was undoubtedly directed at Meng Xinran.
After a brief moment of embarrassment, everyone smiled and complimented them against their will.
“As expected of the president of Jianrui Group, he is really generous~~”
"Yes, yes, any dish here costs four figures. In normal times, we would never be able to afford it. No wonder Lan Zixi, that kid, has to live in his prime time..."
"Yizhi, you're welcome!"
…
This society is like this. There are many people who follow the low and worship the high and act according to the prevailing circumstances.
Liu Peiqi still smiled, with a hint of joy in her smile.
Meng Xinran couldn't help but feel cold when she looked at the pair of figures.
Chu Yizhi...Chu Yizhi...
She took a sip of wine and swallowed the bitterness in her throat
It was undeniable that when she heard this name, even when she saw this person again after five years, she still felt a sense of sourness in her heart.
But it has nothing to do with love
The embarrassment and pain of being abandoned by a loved one in a desperate situation is like a yellowed old photo that has been revealed again after years of storage. The scabbed wound is still dripping with blood.
She can forgive others, but she can't forgive him alone
She hates him
…
That year, her parents were mysteriously shot dead at home. She cried all her tears, didn't think about anything, didn't do anything, and locked herself in the dilapidated home for three full days. When she finished her parents' funeral, she was
Know the news that Chu Yizhi is going abroad with the rich girl Liu Peiqi
Suddenly, there was a bolt from the blue, like five thunders.
A trace of despair arose in her heart, like a tangled cocoon, strangling her until she couldn't breathe.
At that time, he and she were deeply in love. Along the path under the shade trees, in the afternoon self-study classroom, or on the rooftop enjoying the shade, you could hear her laughter as clear as a silver bell, and occasionally his low muffled voice.