She should be happy that he let go, but why is she sad, why is she lost! Why is she still crying! At this moment, she hates herself very much for not letting him go. Even after he hurt her so much, she resolutely can't let him go. Shen Mohan,
Why?!
Nangong Yu, who rushed here in a hurry, saw Su Cen and Shen Mohan walking out of the car. To his surprise, Shen Mohan did not catch up.
"Cen'er, are you okay?" Nangong Yu glanced at the black car not far away suspiciously, looked at Su Cen who looked a little pale, and asked worriedly.
Su Cen, who was originally upright, was unable to get close to Nangong Yu's arms when Nangong Yu approached her. She tried hard to squeeze out a smile, but she never thought that tears fell down uncontrollably, "Yu, I
It’s okay, take me away quickly...”
The car was speeding. Su Cen, who was sitting in the car, subconsciously looked in the rearview mirror. The black Rolls-Royce was still parked in place, aloof and strong, very much like its owner. However, it looked a little desolate in the empty suburbs. Su Cen
Cen's heart tightened again for no reason...
She remembered that Hong Kong beauty writer Li Bihua once said: "Every woman hopes to have two men in her life: Xu Xian and Fahai. Fahai is a golden statue of a god who tries every possible means to win his love, and lives a quiet life.
When he speaks softly, your admiration grows; Xu Xian is a beautiful young man who holds hands and draws his eyebrows carefully, telling you the most beautiful words to soothe your soul - but just because he has it, he can't say a word accurately.
One action is tough. What if Fahai is willing to surrender? But he is too strong, too lazy, doesn't understand gentleness, and wastes his efforts. Every man hopes to have two women in his life: the white snake and the green snake. The same period, alternate,
Embellishing his desolate destiny - but when he got the white snake, she gradually became the pale ashes beside the red door; the green snake was the green and crispy young leaves on the top of the tree. When he got the green snake
, she is the stuffy green mountain herb in the cupboard; and the white snake, when it raises its head, sees the sky full of soft and tender new snowflakes."
It's just that Su Cen doesn't know whether she is the green snake or the white snake in Shen Mohan's life, and she doesn't know whether Shen Mohan is Fahai or Xu Xian in Su Cen's life. She only knows that Su Cen, who lived for his family, has disappeared, and what exists is for himself.
And the living Lin Xi...
Shen Mohan, we are destined to be husband and wife for the rest of our lives. I am okay, and you should take care of yourself.
Su Cen's silence made Nangong Yu feel vaguely uneasy. He turned around and saw the woman in the luxury car with wet tears on her face. I saw her huddled in a corner of the car pitifully, her eyes unfocused.
She looked out the car window, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on her body, which made people feel distressed! She wanted to say something, but she didn’t know where to start. She wanted to comfort her, but she didn’t know how to comfort her!
Just like this, the two people in the car were looking out the window in a daze, and the other was staring blankly at her looking out the window, neither of them speaking to each other.
"Yu, I'll go back to my apartment tonight." Seeing that the car was about to drive into the bustling Champs Elysées, Su Cen turned his head and spoke calmly.
Nangong Yu was stunned, said nothing, and looked at her in confusion.
Su Cen weakly smiled, "Yu, don't worry, Shen Mohan won't pester me anymore. His Su Cen is dead, and the only one alive is Lin Xi..."
"Cen'er, I will remember what you said today..." Nangong Yu stared at her forced smile, feeling heartbroken.
Su Cen nodded and smiled.
Shen Mohan's arrival was like a pebble thrown into Su Cen's already calm lake of heart, causing little ripples.
Life seemed to have returned to peace. Just when Su Cen thought Shen Mohan would never appear again, he appeared in her tavern again.
When Su Cen stood at the bar and didn't know how to react, Shen Mohan acted as if he didn't recognize her, sitting directly at the bar, looking at her indifferently, and said lightly, "Thank you."
Su Cen was startled. In his memory, Shen Mohan seemed to rarely drink similar strong alcohol. He glanced at him with some uncertainty, and then realized that after not seeing him for a few days, he seemed to be a lot more haggard, with dark circles in his eyes and fatigue showing, perfect.
His face is still handsome, but it is thinner and more angular, adding to the coldness.
(Note: Tequila, a kind of strong liquor, also known as tequila, uses agave as raw material. After cutting the fresh agave, soak it for 24 hours, squeeze out the juice, and add sugar to the juice to ferment for two days.
After two and a half days, it is then double-distilled, and the alcohol content reaches 52-53 degrees, with outstanding aroma and fierce taste. It is then aged in oak barrels, and the color and taste are more mellow. The alcohol content when leaving the factory is generally 40-50 degrees.
Mexicans have a special liking for Tequila wine. They often drink it neat. Whenever they drink, they first pour some sea salt on the back of their hands to suck it, and then use pickled dried chili peppers and dried lemons to drink it. It’s like adding fuel to the fire. It’s beautiful.
Word.)
"Miss Lin, do you have a problem?" Seeing Su Cen standing there without responding, Shen Mohan asked indifferently, with a tone that was worse than talking to a stranger. "I'm here to drink, not to pester Miss Lin.
Please rest assured, Miss Lin."
A trace of dark light flashed through the clear water eyes, Miss Lin! He actually called her Miss Lin! Ha! Su Cen laughed at himself in his heart. He had already given up, but he was still being sentimental here! How sad!
"Wait a moment, it'll be over soon!" Su Cen twitched the corner of his mouth and turned around neatly.
When she turned around, she didn't see the sadness in Shen Mohan's eyes.
"Mr. Shen, please use your wine slowly!" Su Cen pushed a cup of prepared tequila in front of Shen Mohan and smiled politely and distantly. Since he could call her Miss Lin, she called him Mr. Shen.
It should be the most suitable.
"Thank you!" Shen Mohan didn't look at her, picked up the wine glass, drank it in one gulp, and shook the empty glass, "Please have another glass!"
Su Cen was dejected, but he couldn't say anything. He just wanted to let him drink one cup at a time.
After finishing his 19th glass, Shen Mohan didn't ask for any more. He threw a wad of bills on the bar, grabbed his coat, and walked out unsteadily without even looking at Su Cen.
Su Cen looked at his lonely back with a gloomy expression. Shen Mohan no longer pestered her. She should be happy, but why couldn't she be happy at all?!
"Hey, it's 19 cups again. This person is so weird. He drinks so much every time. It's hard liquor every time. I don't know if my body can handle it." A bartender in the tavern was a little strange when he was putting away the cups.
Na Na said to himself.
Su Cen turned his head in surprise, "Tina, have you known him before?"
"No." The female bartender named Tina shook her head. She was the only black woman in Su Cen's tavern. "This handsome man with yellow skin comes here every night these days, alone, and doesn't say anything.
, didn’t communicate with other customers, just sat here after coming in, drank 19 cups of tequila without saying a word, threw down a wad of bills, and left, it’s so strange.”
"Lin, what's wrong with you? You look so bad, are you sick?" Seeing Su Cen standing there with a pale face, Tina asked with concern.
Su Cen came back to his senses and forced out a smile, "No...it's nothing. I haven't had much rest in the past few days."
Compared with his previous strength and playfulness, Su Cen did not understand this kind of Shen Mohan for the first time...
In the next few days, Shen Mohan will appear at Su Cen's Tavern. Just like that day, he regards Su Cen as invisible. Even if he sees Cheng Zihang or Nangong Yu coming to pick her up, he still shows no expression and asks for the same wine.
Without saying a word, after finishing his 19th glass, he walked out of the pub drunk.
"Mr. Cheng, don't you think Shen Mohan is trying to trick us Cen'er?" Nangong Yu was lying on the executive chair, with his long legs draped over the large boss's desk without paying any attention to the image.
On the bed, biting a pencil, he looked at Cheng Zihang standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with some annoyance and said.
Damn, this guy has been standing there for almost an hour, and he's not afraid of making a hole in the floor.
"Then what can you do?" Cheng Zihang turned around and looked at him calmly, his clear voice implying a little weakness.
Shen Mohan is a domineering person, and he will not give up easily what he wants.
"Oh, aren't I asking you? Chuangshi's customer base in France has been cut off by us, but why does Shen Mohan still look so calm and unhurried? Is it possible that this time he wants beauty rather than power?" Nangong Yu
Finally he put his legs down and sat upright, looking at Cheng Zihang carelessly, "I said you should stop holding me there, it's making my eyes dizzy. I've been doing this for a century, and I'm not afraid of varicose veins."
"
"Well, that's better than getting hemorrhoids!" Cheng Zihang rolled his eyes at him and choked back calmly, "He wants the country, he also wants the beauty. He hasn't done anything during this period, but I have
There is a feeling that a storm is coming, and we cannot take it lightly."
"Get out of here! You are obviously trying to embolden others and destroy your own prestige!" Nangong Yu looked displeased, threw the pencil in his hand towards Cheng Zihang, stood up and stretched.
Cheng Zihang calmly dodged someone's 'attack', "I would like to hear President Nangong's opinion!"
Nangong Yu stood in front of Cheng Zihang with his hands behind his back and smiled evilly, "Actually, I also have the feeling of silence before the storm."
Cheng Zihang has a black line, Damn, you are a cheat!
On the banks of the Seine River, Su Cen didn't see Shen Mohan until the tavern closed. He stared at the door in a daze with some loss, as if waiting for someone to push in.
But until the last customer in the tavern left and even Tina got off work, Shen Mohan didn't show up.
Su Cen smiled mockingly to himself, and prepared to turn off the lights and leave sadly.
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and accompanied by the breeze beside the Seine, a tall man walked in.
Hearing the footsteps, Su Cen quickly turned around. She probably didn't even know how happy she was.
"It's you!" After seeing the person clearly, a happy smile froze on his face.