"Oh, if I am a princess, then are you a prince or a knight?"
When Xichen heard what he said, he couldn't help but chuckle. He raised his face to look at him and asked.
Unexpectedly, Fred said with a proud face: "It's all."
"Haha, Fred, you are so kind."
Xichen murmured something coquettishly, then took the initiative to offer a long and sweet kiss...
Later, it wasn't until she got up and stood in the bathroom to look in the mirror that she suddenly remembered, where did this Fu Ziyi know the news about her return to China?
In my heart, I couldn't help but have some doubts.
However, when I think about it, if people like them want to know something, isn't it easy?
So, I didn’t think about it any more.
On the other side, after Fu Ziyi hung up the phone, the handsome face that was smiling when he made the call immediately stopped smiling slightly, and turned to look at this moment with a faint smile, who was sleeping drunkenly on the bed |
Lan Xiuli.
My heart was full of helplessness.
Sigh...Xiu Li, don't blame me, I'm doing this for your own good.
Fu Ziyi sighed in his heart, hoping that Lan Xiuli could cheer up soon.
Before Xichen got married, Lan Xiuli's condition was obviously much better.
And he finally felt relieved.
However, not long after, after the news came that Xichen was going abroad to get married, he began to feel depressed again.
Every day I worked like crazy during the day, and at night I either drove him to race cars or kept drinking.
Originally, with Lan Xiuli's drinking capacity, it was not an exaggeration to say that he could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.
But now, he is drunk almost every night.
Moreover, every time she got drunk, she would hug him and shout: "Xichen... Xichen..."
Being like this made Fu Ziyi really worried, but he didn't know how to persuade him well.
Once, he also tried calling the woman Yang Xiluo to try.
However, the result was that once she came, his drinking became even worse.
Not only did it not have any effect, it even had the opposite effect.
So, these days, Fu Ziyi had no choice but to let him go.
In my heart, I couldn't help but feel anxious, not knowing what to do.
So much so that he began to hesitate whether he should take Lan Xiuli to England to find Xichen.
However, at this moment, by chance, he saw Xichen at the airport who was returning home in a hurry.
Although, she looks a lot plumper now than two months ago, and her belly is already very big.
However, he was very sure that he was not wrong.
That person is Xichen.
These days, he has been hesitating whether he should find her or not.
After all, heart ailments require heart medicine.
Lan Xiuli's current appearance is all because of Xichen. I'm afraid she is the only one who can control him.
Therefore, in desperation, Fu Ziyi had no choice but to call Xichen.
Completely ignoring Lan Xiuli's instructions to him.
Tell him never to call her.
In the winter morning, the warm sunshine shines into the room.
Fu Ziyi looked at the drunk and unconscious man.
His eyes were filled with helplessness.
He's just a woman, why can't he, his good brother, be so hard to think about?
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: Oh, I hope that after tonight, he can really cheer up again.
In fact, how could Fu Ziyi understand Lan Xiuli's mood?
Regret, unwillingness, love, all kinds of emotions are intertwined together, how can he still pretend to be okay?
If his father hadn't insisted on breaking him up with Xichen back then, and if he hadn't been so powerless back then, then perhaps this result wouldn't have happened today.
Originally, I thought I could give up.
Originally, I thought I could see through it.
However, when the news of her marriage reached his ears, his heart was broken again.
Therefore, he could only use work to numb himself during the day, and use alcohol to numb himself at night.
Only in this way can he feel better and not feel the heartache.
On this day, just like every other day these days, Lan Xiuli woke up from his sleep as soon as it was time to go to work.
It didn't feel strange to see that he was at Fu Ziyi's residence.
On the contrary, he has long been used to it.
I got up and washed up as usual, had a hasty breakfast, and then went directly to the company to go to work.
The whole person was so busy that there was no time to stop.
Only in this way can the pain in his heart seem to be alleviated.
At five o'clock that afternoon, Xichen's cell phone rang on time.
When she opened it, she found that Fu Ziyi's text message had been sent to her mobile phone.
An hour later, Xichen changed his clothes and tidied up a little, and Fred did the same.
So, the two of them got into the car together and drove towards the city.
"Fred, where are you going later?"
Xichen sat in the car, with a smile as clear as water on her pink lips, and asked.
"What? Are you worried that I have nowhere to go?"
Fred did not answer, but raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Yeah, I'm not worried about who you are worried about."
Xichen said as if he was resigned to his fate, but his eyes were looking at his perfect profile. In his heart, he sighed for the number of times, how could this man be so charming?
"Heh," Xichen's answer obviously made Fred lift the corner of his lips very much. Then, he couldn't help but reach out and touch Xichen's hair lovingly, and then continued, "You
Don’t worry about me, I’ll go out with Chuck for a drink. When you’re done here, just remember to call me.”
