The Gossip Bride Return !

"Chen Jiang."

"Ah, I'm here, brother Yan. What's the matter?"

Hearing Yan Mochen call his name, Hongmao stands up straight in a thrilling reaction. He is afraid that Yan Mochen will throw himself to Thailand if he is not satisfied.

"Have her sent back."

Yan Mo Chen points to Wang Yuan, who is hiding on the edge of the bar with his head in his arms. Red hair waves his hand, and two strong men step forward to make a gesture of invitation to Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan didn't want to go. Seeing these two strong men standing in front of him didn't want to go, he didn't have the courage to say it.

"Come and drink with me."

Yan Mo Chen points to the chair beside him. The bartender behind the bar looks at Hongmao and asks with his eyes. Hongmao waves his hand to show him to pour wine.

Hongmao also knows that Yan Mo Chen can't drink any more, but he has never seen Yan Mo Chen, who has always been proud and confident, to show such a lonely expression. Yu Li, he should dissuade Yan Mo Chen, but he has no way to speak.

"Brother Yan, you..."

For Hongmao's words, Yan Mo Chen just smiles and waves his hand to show him not to ask again and holds up his glass.

"Drink with me."

Red hair dark sighs, sitting on the edge of Yan Mo Chen's chair, took a wine cup with Yan Mo Chen and poured it down.

"What troubles did brother Yan encounter?"

Yan Mo Chen poured the wine into his mouth and took a look at red hair.

"Have you ever loved someone?"

Don't know why Yan Mo Chen would ask so, red hair was obviously stunned, then revealed a burst of bitter smile.

"Yes, but what qualification does a person like me have to like her?"

Chen Jiang remembers that the man in white dress has a vague look in his eyes. He drinks the glass that the bartender has just filled.

"She is a fairy who doesn't eat people's fireworks. I'm just a bastard who licks blood with a knife's edge. I don't know if I'll explain my wealth and life one day. What's my qualification to like her? Even the fact that I like her is an insult to her

Mention this kind of thing, Chen Jiang thought that he already had no feeling, but who can tell him how the dull pain from his heart is going on?

Chen Jiang's words remind Yan Mo Chen that when he first met Lu Qingyan, the snow-white skirt that the man was wearing was as white as she was. Then it was him who let the fairy who entered the world by mistake be infected with mortal dust.

At that time, the blood under Lu Qingyan's body was stained with her white skirt, which was so shocking. At that time, Yan Mo Chen felt unprecedented panic. It seemed that he was not so helpless when he was warm and critical.

Looking up and pouring another cup of wine, Lu Qingyan at that time seemed to be standing in front of him, and some things that had been forgotten all woke up at this time.

If there is no feeling, after Lu Qingyan was sent to the hospital, why did he leave so much work and wait at the door of the operating room? This kind of thing clearly can be handed over to do.

If he doesn't feel why he has to hide the existence of warmth from Lu Qingyan, he instinctively doesn't want her to know. There was no need for him to treat Lu Qingyan gently, just like Wang Yuan?

If there is no feeling, why Lu Qingyan and other men stand together, he will be so angry, should not be lucky to lose a big trouble?

Why did he use all means to find Lu Qingyan after she disappeared? It was clearly just a useless abandoned son.

Why, why do I wake up to now, Lu Qingyan, I regret. You are a bird that can fly freely, but I will break your wings and put you in a cage. Now I regret it, but is it too late to regret now?

Chen Jiang looked at Yan Mo Chen one cup after another, pouring colorless liquid into his mouth, his face full of pain and regret.

"Brother Yan, you can't drink any more."

Yan Mo Chen pushed away Chen Jiang, who was trying to dissuade him. The scene in front of him began to turn into a color block spinning in a trance. He was not drunk, but intoxicated, but not the liquor in the cup.

"Damn it!"

Yan Mo Chen sent out a roar, his fist smashed on the bar, and he even made a hole in the solid wood bar. At the same time, he also hit his hands with blood.

"Brother Yan, where are you going

Chen Jiang watched Yan Mo Chen stand up and carry a bottle of wine from the bar. He pushed the people around him to stagger and walk out. At the moment, he was flustered and quickly let people follow.

Lu Qingyan, Lu Qingyan! Yan Mo Chen, like all drunkards, waddled forward, pouring wine into his mouth as he walked.

What was in front of him was not the road, but the faces of Lu Qingyan. The smiling Lu Qingyan, the happy Lu Qingyan, the unhappy Lu Qingyan, the angry Lu Qingyan, and the hysterical Lu Qingyan when he was with warm people

For the first time, Yan Mochen was aware of the dull pain from his heart and felt such strong emotion for the first time, not because of warmth, but because --

"Lu Qingyan!"Chen Jiang, who followed Yan Mo Chen behind him, looked at Yan Mo Chen who had always been self-sustaining. He was drunk and had to go forward. He yelled out the name of a woman in his mouth. He felt very miserable for some reason.

He understood why Yan Mo Chen was so impolite. When he was drinking with him, he also drank a lot. He thought of the woman in his memory and remembered that the woman had called his name gently. Tears welled up in his eyes.

The man has tears, but not to the sad place. Chen Jiang raised his head and tried not to let his tears fall, but also told his servants to keep up with Yan Mo Chen.

Chen Jiang's men looked embarrassed at Chen Jiang, who stood on his back and looked like he was about to cry. He also looked at Yan Mo Chen, who was still staggering forward. He could not help but feel that one head is two big. How could one or two drink wine all belong to this virtue.

Now Yan Mo Chen just wants to rush to Lu Qingyan and tell her that he regretted and told her that he has already liked her. Is it any use to start all over again now?

The wine in his hand had been filled by Yan Mo Chen long ago on the road. He looked at the closed door and felt dizzy to touch the key. The people who followed Yan Mo Chen immediately stepped forward to help him, but he pushed them all away.

Chen Jiang's men shook his head when he looked at this kind of speech. How could they say it? How could they say it? He found his way and walked here.

Yan Mo Chen took the key, the whole person was drunk too much, how can't lock the eyes, angry and anxious, Yan Mo Chen simply threw the key to open the door.

After seeing this, the people behind him picked up the key and helped the master open the door. The familiar layout reflected in his eyes. Yan Mochen did not turn on the light, but staggered upstairs. Several hands looked at each other and decided not to follow. He closed the door of the villa and went back to his home.

Lu Qingyan had already gone to sleep, but the depression in her heart made her unable to sleep. She could only toss and turn on the bed and look at the dark sky outside the window in a daze.

She would never have thought of this. Mo Chen would come back, so Lu Qingyan almost jumped out of bed when the man burst into her door with wine.

"Yan Mo Chen? What are you doing in here? Get out of here

"Lu Qingyan."

In front of him, a trance Yan Mo Chen could not help but lean towards the sound source when he heard the familiar voice. However, his appearance frightened Lu Qingyan.

The wound on his face was scabby, his hair was in a mess, his clothes were torn several times, and his body was full of strong alcohol, which was disgusting.

"Yan Mo Chen, get out of here."

Lu Qingyan refused to hold her tightly, but she did not call back the reason of Yan Mo Chen.

Yan Mo Chen tentatively raised his hand to touch Lu Qingyan's face and looked at her closely. He tried to see this man's face clearly. He didn't smile until he heard Lu Qingyan's cry.

"Lu Qingyan?"

Lu Qingyan never knew that Yan Mochen would still show such a childish smile, just like a child's contented smile when he found his beloved toy that had been lost for a long time.

"I'm here."

In the face of the devil, Lu Qingyan did not push aside the Yan Mo Chen leaning on her body, but responded peacefully.

"I finally found you."

Yan Mochen smiles. The smile shakes Lu Qingyan's eyes. When forced to lie down, Lu Qingyan can't help closing his eyes. Yan Mochen, just as you smile for me.

After tonight, I will take it that Yan Mochen did not appear in my life. What I owe you is cleared from now on.

Lu Qingyan thought so, tears along the corner of his eyes on the pillow, soon absorbed by the pillow case with good water absorption.

Yan Mochen was awakened by the glare of the sun. He found that he was holding a soft object in his arms. When he opened his eyes, he turned to the calm and incomparable sleeping face of Shanglu. How long have you not seen you show such a calm and gentle appearance?

Yan Mo Chen raised his hand and touched Lu Qingyan's face. Looking at the man in his arms, he did not wake up and bowed his head to leave a warm kiss on his face.

Lu Qingyan opened his eyes and saw that the gentle face of Yan Mo Chen was completely different from what she remembered. He looked at the blue sky outside the window and laughed so gently.

Lu Qingyan reached out to touch the man's face. Halfway through the line, she suddenly retracted back. All the tenderness of this man was not given to him. At the thought of this, Lu Qingyan's calm heart began to ache slowly.

She closed her eyes slowly, as if she had made up her mind, and the movements on her hands were cruel.

"Bang."

Yan Mo Chen was slapped silly by Lu Qingyan's slap in the face. He looked back at the indifferent Lu Qingyan and couldn't help laughing.

"Lu Qingyan, do you really hate me so much?"

When talking, Yan Mo Chen's eyes stare at the landing face, trying to find something from her face.

"Yan Mo Chen, I hate you and wish you die!"

He was disappointed. Lu Qingyan's face was full of madness and hatred. Yan Mo Chen suddenly felt powerless than ever before.

"Well, I'll let you go. Go away, while I don't regret itLu Qingyan takes a surprised look at Yan Mo Chen and puts on the clothes on the ground and goes out. Yan Mo Chen closes his eyes and no longer looks at her.

If I had known so much, how could I not have known each other!