Fang Jing was wearing a long black skirt with a white fur draped over it. She had delicate light makeup on her face and her long black hair was tied high. She looked elegant and elegant.
Sheng Mourui glanced at Fang Jing faintly, and then continued eating, as if he didn't want to talk to her at all.
Fang Jing was not angry. She walked forward with a smile on her face and said, "Miss Mu, what a coincidence that I can meet you here."
When she said this, she suddenly saw the diamond ring on the ring finger of Mu Nuan's right hand. At that moment, she felt her heart hurt. Are they really going to get married? In this case, she has no chance.
"Yes, Miss Fang is also here for dinner." Mu Nuan said politely. Because she was with Sheng Mourui, she was always grateful to Fang Jing, but at the same time she felt pity for her.
"Well, the ring on Miss Mu's right hand is so beautiful. Are you getting married?" When Fang Jing said this, her eyes turned to Saint-Murienne.
Sheng Murui raised his head and looked at her coldly, then held Mu Nuan's hand, raised his lips and smiled, "Yes, we will get married soon."
Fang Jing's face changed, and there was some resentment and a touch of sadness in her eyes.
Mu Nuan felt pity for her when she saw her expression. She worked hard for so long, but her lover has become someone else's.
"Mu Rui, I'm going to the bathroom." Mu Nuan casually found an excuse to leave, so as to give them a chance to talk alone. This was not because she was generous, but because she believed in Sheng Mu Rui.
"Be good, go ahead!" Sheng Murui knew what this girl was thinking, so he indulged her.
After seeing Mu Nuan leave, Fang Jing couldn't help but approach Saint Mu Rui. She lowered her head with some mist in her eyes and said pitifully, "Mu Rui, is it really impossible for us? Why has it been more than a year?"
Have you changed?"
She didn't believe it, very much, she didn't believe that Saint Mourinho would change his mind.
"Fang Jing, as early as the moment you chose to leave, it was no longer possible for us. We have broken up. Why can't I love others? Because Mu Nuan, I know what liking is and what love is." Sheng Murui's face was expressionless.
He said with a cold expression.
Fang Jing's face turned pale. What did he mean by this? He used to like her, but he loves Mu Nuan.
"How am I worse than her?" she asked with a wry smile.
"She is the best in my eyes, no one can compare to her." Sheng Murui raised his eyebrows and said, even if there were other better women, he only recognized Mu Nuan.
Fang Jing suddenly laughed, laughing so much that her tears fell uncontrollably, "Sheng Murui, you are so cold-blooded and ruthless."
"Fang Jing, you made your own choice in the first place."
"Yes, I chose it. Don't I just want to make myself better?" Fang Jing cried and shouted.
Sheng Murui sneered, his eyes like sharp blades, and said coldly every word, "Don't lie to me, let alone treat me as a fool, stay away from me in the future."
Fang Jing's expression changed instantly, but she quickly returned to normal, her voice choked with sobs, "I didn't treat you as a fool, why don't you believe me."
"How could you ever believe me in the first place? I don't want to hear what you have to say, so please leave." Sheng Murui drove them away with a sharp tone.
Fang Jing was stunned, feeling very flustered and nervous. What did he know...
Mu Nuan was playing with her phone in the bathroom. Time passed by and she didn't know if they had finished talking. Just when she was hesitating whether to go out, the bathroom door was pushed open and Fang Jing walked in.