Su Qianqian leaned against the wall, listening to the faint voice of the man called her husband: "Grandpa is still alive."
The implication is that as long as Yi Lao is still alive, he cannot divorce her.
This can be considered an explanation.
Su Qingqing became obviously happy, and her voice became gentler, "Ning Xiu, I'm waiting for you..."
The sound behind them could no longer be heard. The two seemed to be kissing, and the sticky sound of water clearly reached Su Qianqian's ears. It was sweet and gentle, with an indescribable charm.
Su Qianqian felt that breathless feeling again.
She stared blankly at the bright crystal lamp, and her breathing gradually became rapid.
Loving someone can be so painful.
The pain is so painful that it hurts so much that it breaks my heart.
She curled up on the ground, feeling that the thing called her heart in her chest was so painful that it almost burst.
How can it hurt so much?
How can it hurt so much!
"Qianqian?"
A gentle male voice sounded in her ears. Su Qianqian opened her eyes with difficulty and saw Tang Yunsheng's anxious face. She grabbed the corners of his clothes with all her strength, tears streaming down her face, "Brother Tang," she covered her mouth.
, crying softly, tears falling to the ground drop by drop, burning, "I don't want to like him anymore, I don't want to like him anymore..." She covered her chest tightly and sobbed in a low voice, "Brother Tang
...I hurt..."
Her voice was as low as a kitten's, pitiful and heart-wrenching.
Tang Yunsheng bent down and picked her up from the cold ground. He looked at the two people hugging each other not far away with a heavy look, and whispered to Su Qianqian: "Okay, Qianqian doesn't like him anymore."
Su Qianqian was still crying, her face was pale, and her bright eyes were soaked with tears, like broken starlight, dimming little by little: "Brother Tang, let's go."
There are all Yi Ningxiu's friends. No matter how much she suffers, they are always there for him.
She didn't want to see that kind of sympathetic look in their eyes, that kind of cheap emotion, she didn't need it.
Yi Ningxiu came back with Su Qingqing. As soon as he entered, he found that Su Qianqian was gone. He didn't say anything and walked straight to his original seat to sit down.
Next to her, Fang Jiayu had just woken up. He drunkenly held Yi Ningxiu's hand and said, "I dreamed about Qianqian just now. She is still so cute..."
Yi Ningxiu squinted his eyes and looked at Fang Jiayu.
The man seemed to be woken up by the cold air that was like a substance. He shivered, got up from the sofa and said, "It's getting late, I have to go back. See you another day, Mr. Yi."
After saying that, he staggered and left.
Mo Zhen saw something wrong with Yi Ningxiu's face and looked at his expression: "Yun Sheng called and said Qian Qian will go back first."
"..." Yi Ningxiu's expression did not change. He just leaned on the sofa and said in a lazy tone, "Oh."
That’s the answer.
He had a completely indifferent expression.
Mo Zhen sighed. After all, it was a matter between the couple and it was not easy for them to interfere. They had already said what needed to be said. The following matters were all Yi Ningxiu's business.
This party was really not a success. Yi Ningxia also left later, and there were only four people left in the entire box at the back. Mo Ling couldn't stand it when he saw Su Qingqing talking to Yi Ningxiu, and stood up from the sofa.
He said to Yi Ning Xiu: "Ning Xiu, come out for a moment."