Chu Zhanjin's tone was eager and excited, and he smelled of alcohol.
Xiang Yimo felt angry at his sudden move, "Cheating is cheating, don't find such high-sounding reasons! Let go! Let me go..." She struggled, but her hands were restrained by him, and he was behind her.
, it can’t be used at all.
Chu Zhanjin then hugged her tightly in a drunken state, "Mo'er, I've been in a coma for three years and wandered through the gates of hell many times. It's because of you that I persisted and woke up. In this life, if I don't follow
You are like a walking zombie together, so what's the point of my life?"
"You still have Su Yimin!" Xiang Yimo knew that he couldn't break away from his embrace, so he no longer struggled in vain, "This world cannot live without anyone! The Chu Zhanjin I know is not so fragile.
!”
"Xiao Min, he's not dead?" Chu Zhanjin looked stunned.
Four years ago, Su Yimin was seriously ill. If he was not rescued in time, his life would be in danger at any time. At that time, Su Yisheng was seriously injured and was rescued by Masako. He did not get the remaining half of the money, which meant that his brother would definitely not have time to receive treatment.
Therefore, Chu Zhanjin always thought that Su Yimin was dead.
"Because I didn't do the surgery in time, my condition was delayed, so he hasn't woken up yet. In order to treat his illness, I learned pole dancing and went to 'Ye-se' to dance." Xiang Yimo said in a calm tone.
, like a wisp of smoke, drifting in the dense air, but she is the only one who knows the hardships involved.
At that time, Xiang Yimo not only had to bear Su Yimin's medical expenses, but also her own living and tuition. She tried working four jobs a day and only slept three hours a day, but the cheap labor was not enough to pay for the medical expenses. She had no choice but to
, had to make the last resort decision to make money by dancing, which is much cleaner than sitting on the stage.
Either don't do it, or do your best if you do it. Xiang Yimo put her studies on hold, worked part-time during the day, and practiced pole dancing at night. From the moment she pulled her ligaments, she was too eager for success, strained her muscles, and had blood blisters on her palms.
, she fell until her body turned red and purple. It only took her a month to perform on stage. It can be said that she danced amazingly, with slender hands and feet, soft dance, and superb skills. Unlike others, every move was just for charm.
It is fascinating, but her dance is full of emotions and the irresistible love between men and women. These guests have long been accustomed to seeing mechanized performances, and her dance makes their eyes shine.
The mask was Xiang Yimo's insistent request, not to create any sense of mystery, but to preserve her last bit of self-esteem.
Xiang Yimo gradually became the most popular dancer in "Ye-Se", so she had the capital to bargain with the manager and ask for the number of dances and the time period. When Su Yimin's condition stabilized and her income source stabilized, she returned
I went back to school and finished my studies.
During the time when Xiang Yimo was the most helpless and helpless, she was so busy in the hospital, working, and dancing every day, and her physical strength was seriously overstretched. She was really afraid that she would not be able to hold on for a moment. Because she firmly believed that Chu Zhanjin would come back.
, which supported her and forced her to persevere.
After waiting for her for four years, the person who came back ignored her and made sarcastic remarks. What hurt Xiang Yimo the most was that Chu Zhanjin actually asked her to serve an old man and actually killed Nangong Han.
Sacrifice her.
The tears shed for him have dried up, the relationship has faded, and there will never be anything to do with him again.
Chu Zhanjin recalled all the things that happened in the "Ye-Se" bar. She abandoned her dignity to earn medical expenses for his brother, but he insulted and despised her. It felt like a knife was stabbed in his heart, and he was forced to
His flesh and blood were separated, and he was bleeding from the pain.
"sorry!"
"Everything is over, I don't need your words now!" Xiang Yimo's eyes were flashing with tears. Although her back was close to Chu Zhanjin's warm chest, her whole body was frozen, as if frozen.
Standing, "A 'Bless you' will be more meaningful!"
"Mo'er, as long as you are willing, I will take you away immediately. I will not marry Masako. If you leave Nangonghan, we and Xiaomin will still live together." Chu Zhanjin said in an urgent tone.
"Masako is pregnant with your child, don't be an irresponsible man! Otherwise, I will look down on you!"
"What are you two doing!" A roar came from behind, and the cold voice was so cold that it could penetrate hell.
Nangong Han stepped forward, grabbed Chu Zhanjin's collar, and swung it towards his face...
Chu Zhanjin's whole body was helpless. He didn't resist or dodge. He was punched by Nangong Han. He took this punch for Xiang Yimo. What he did to her in the past was such a bastard and she deserved it.
Such a punch.
Nangong Han was the protagonist of tonight's welcome dinner. Many underworld organizations tried to establish relations with him, get close to him, and buy weapons. He was pestered by so many people that he couldn't get away for a while. Later, while changing drinks, he looked around and saw that
Xiang Yimo and Chu Zhanjin were not found. He sensed something was wrong and asked Butler He and Teng Yue to stop those people for him. Only then did he have a chance to get out and look for them. As expected, he saw the two people in a quiet small garden.
, a scene of cuddling.
This woman had just accepted his proposal, and why did she fall into Chu Zhanjin's arms in the blink of an eye? Is it because he will become someone else's husband tomorrow, so she can't let him go and is tender for the last time?
Chu Zhanjin received a solid punch and fell to the ground. A bitter taste filled his mouth, and a trace of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.
"How dare you touch my woman!" Nangong Han's deep eyes were burning with anger, and he rushed forward to beat him out.
"You knocked him out, how can the wedding be held as scheduled tomorrow?"
Nangong Han's steel-cold fists were released, his face filled with anger.
Masako ran over in panic, squatted down to check his injuries, "Jin, it doesn't matter if you need it!"
"Discipline your man!"
Masako turned his head angrily and glared at Xiang Yimo, "Then please take care of your woman!"
In the past, Masako would never have dared to yell at Nangong Han. This time, she was really angry, not because Nangong Han beat Chu Zhanjin, but because this man was thinking about other things on the eve of their wedding.