Yuzhuo was stunned on the spot, his slanted peach blossom eyes were filled with confusion, and the smile on his face froze.
Luo Luo's "Mr. Yu" completely distanced herself from him, causing Yu Zhuo to suddenly feel an inexplicable pain. It was as if a dull knife was cutting back and forth in his heart, and there was a slow pain.
The girls he had been in contact with before always cried and shouted to stay when they broke up. Yuzhuo was already used to that way of breaking up. He was indeed more caring towards Luo Luo than before, but now when Luo Luo was about to leave
His life was on the line, and he suddenly discovered that this girl seemed different.
The fingers holding the red wine tightened again and again, and the smile on Yuzhuo's face turned into helplessness.
He stood next to Mrs. Yu, looking sad but pretending to be nonchalant.
Mo Jiu wanted to chase him out at this moment, but she didn't. She turned around and came to Yuzhuo, looking up at the man who was a head taller than herself, "Why don't you chase him?"
Yuzhuo shrugged, "She left so easily, do you think I can chase her back?"
One sentence stopped Mo Jiu from scolding him.
Yes, Luo Luo is like a gust of wind. She has always been fickle and independent. After a moment of daze, she quickly recovered her characteristics and turned around to leave without even giving Yu Zhuo a chance to break up.
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That arrogant and free-spirited attitude clearly told everyone that she had misunderstood and she no longer wanted this man.
Perhaps Luo Luo is the only person left in this world who can choose his own life so simply, right?
Mo Jiu clenched his fist and finally spoke again after a long time: "Then are you and Liu Hui engaged?"
Mo Jiu sneered, "Don't say you're engaged, otherwise I'll be tempted to punch you."
Yuzhuo glanced sideways at Liu Hui and Mrs. Yu, with an unclear look in his eyes. After a while, he finally said, "I think it's decided."
Depend on!
Mo Jiu couldn't help but want to scold her. What do I mean by "I think" and what do I mean by "should?!"
Unable to bear it any longer, Mo Jiu bumped his feet, then took a step forward, and swung his fist at Yu Zhuo unceremoniously!
Bang!
The party was in chaos.
…
Mo Jiu turned back to look for Long Qingtian, only to find that the man was surrounded by Jiang Anya, who didn't know what he was talking about. Long Qingtian raised his head and glanced at her with an unclear look in his eyes.
The anger in Mo Jiu's heart suddenly increased. Damn, what a bunch of bastards!
None of the men are good!
With this idea, she rushed out, but when she rushed out the door, she found that Luo Luo's figure had disappeared without a trace. She didn't even know the direction...
The banquet ended early with this commotion, and everyone at the banquet remembered the person who was like the wind.
Mo Jiu didn't go to see Long Qingtian or Yu Zhuo for a long time. He just got into Mo Jiayi's car dejectedly and returned to the Mo family's old house.
As for Long Qingtian...it doesn't matter where he goes!
In fact, she also knew that something like this happened to Yuzhuo today, and Long Qingtian was definitely going to comfort him that night. As a close friend, even if Yuzhuo was a playboy, Long Qingtian would not hurt him.
After sighing deeply, he realized that Mo Jiayi, who was driving the car, had an incomprehensible look on his face, looking at him but he hesitated to speak.
Mo Jiu smiled and said to her: "Thank you today."
Thank you for speaking for my friend.
When Mo Jiayi heard this, she couldn't say the words that came to her mouth. Only outsiders can say thank you. Who would say thank you to their own mother?
