"Bang"

The loud slap mixed with the gravity of the man's anger fell steadily on Mo Xiaoxi's fair face, causing her whole face to be twisted and deformed, and she was thrown far away.

It seemed that Li Minghao would slap her so hard. The slap made her dizzy. She didn't come back to her senses for a long time and stared at Li Minghao with her face in a daze.

Jing Wei seemed to be frightened by the slap. Her delicate body was so harmonious that it also blinded Yang Ruoyan's eyes.

Li Minghao seemed to be hangover and rubbed his temple hard, narrowing his anger, staring at Mo Xiaoxi's direction. Perhaps alcohol had already blinded his eyes. He could not see Mo Xiaoxi's face clearly, and pointed at her figure and cursed:

"Get out, I'm not your fiancé. I can't control whoever you want to marry, but if you hit my favorite woman, be careful I'll kill you."

After finishing the silly code, he turned his head in a dizzy way, picked up the white shirt that was originally placed under him on the sofa, and draped it on Jing Wei's body.

It was not until Li Minghao stood up straight that Yang Ruoyan saw clearly his lower outfit, his trousers half-falling under his hips, and the protruding shorts inside were obviously still wet.

What does this mean? Why is that wet place?

The eye-catching position stimulated Yang Ruoyan's brain, making her whole body stiff. She wanted to turn around and leave, but her feet no longer obeyed her orders. She could only be so straight at the door.

But what she didn't want to accept was that Li Minghao's shirt on Jing Wei's body actually had a red blood stain on his waist.

She remembered that Jing Wei once told her that she was still...

"Hao..."

Yang Ruoyan murmured Li Minghao's name in disbelief, but her voice was once again drowned in Mo Xiaoxi's roar.

"Li Minghao, you hit me? You hit me again? Didn't you say that you love Yang Ruoyan? What about her? If your love can be divided so easily, why can't you give up a little for me? I love you so much... Woo woo..."

Mo Xiaoxi could no longer control himself and started crying loudly. He quickly stood up with the coffee table, rushed straight out of the door, and hit Yang Ruoyan violently, and also Lin Zefeng behind Yang Ruoyan.

Lin Zefeng turned around and hugged Yang Ruoyan who was about to fall. Then he realized that the naked woman had put on her clothes just now, covering the area that should have been covered.

Li Minghao's home was in a mess, with glass fragments everywhere, fragments of broken red wine bottles, and the undrinked red wine in the bottles spilled all over the floor, like a crime scene, covered with blood stains...

What's more spectacular is Li Minghao's appearance, with a vicissitudes of face. He is obviously older than he had seen a few days ago, right? Because he was holding Jing Wei in his arms, Lin Zefeng could not see the position Yang Ruoyan had seen before. He only saw him constantly pressing his temples, shaking his head that seemed to be a split headache, as if he was hangover and not yet awake.

Lin Zefeng looked at Jing Wei again, and didn't know where this woman came from. She seemed to have never seen her before, but when she saw her face scratched by Mo Xiaoxi, she seemed to understand something.

This woman actually looks a bit like Yang Ruoyan!

Did Li Minghao regard this woman as a substitute for Yang Ruoyan?

"Yanyan..."

Li Minghao pulled back his hand holding Jing Wei, pressed his head with both hands at the same time, and looked at Lin Zefeng by the door. Isn’t the woman in his arms the Yang Ruoyan he is thinking about?

Then who is he holding?

It seemed that alcohol was awakened by the fright, and he suddenly looked at Jing Wei beside him, and then he could see her appearance clearly!

Did you just now...

"Yanyan."

He tried his best to restore his rationality and shouted to Yang Ruoyan.

"ah--"

But Yang Ruoyan could no longer stand the torture in his heart. He rushed towards his forehead with a resentment, roared heart-wrenchingly, then pushed Lin Zefeng away and turned around and ran out.

"Yanyan—"

Lin Zefeng looked back at Li Minghao, frowned, and without too much hesitation, he stepped forward to chase Yang Ruoyan.

Li Minghao instinctively wanted to go forward and chase after him, but when he moved, his pants slipped down. With the wetness of the red wine on the ground, his tall body fell to the ground with a "boom".

"ah--"

Another heart-wrenching roar, Li Minghao's right wrist was pierced by the glass fragments of red wine, and his body was pierced by other fragments.

"Hao——"

Next, only Jing Wei's panicked screams were left...

...

Lin Zefeng chased Yang Ruoyan all the way and ran a long way. He knew that outside the gate of Xiya No. 9 apartment, a taxi happened to stop and Yang Ruoyan took the opportunity to get on.

Lin Zefeng didn't catch up, and then called another taxi and followed closely behind.

The car came all the way to Suhe Bar near Chen's Hotel.

Yang Ruoyan got out of the car. He didn't expect that when he entered the bar for the second time, he was still in this mood. In this state, he cried and attracted everyone's attention.

But this time - there is no "disturbance" from Li Minghao.

"Yanyan, I know you are sad, but if you think about it carefully, it may not be as bad as you thought. I saw a bath towel beside the door. I think it was the woman who was originally surrounded. Didn't Li Minghao just take off his pants..."

In this noisy bar, Lin Zefeng's voice had already disappeared from heavy metal music. Yang Ruoyan could not hear it at all.

She walked towards the bar and asked for a cocktail. Isn’t the glass the appearance and color of the wine the same one that Li Minghao held when he first met her?

"Yanyan, don't do this. I feel sorry for you to see this way."

Lin Zefeng gave up persuasion and felt very distressed when he saw Yang Ruoyan holding up the wine glass to shook his mind.

"Feng, drink with me! I want to get drunk."

Yang Ruoyan did not turn to look at him, but just stared at the wine glass, but was still sobering and calling Lin Zefeng's name.

Lin Zefeng sighed.

Well, at this time, maybe only alcohol can make her anesthetize herself first.

Yang Ruoyan called the same wine cup after cup, pouring it into his throat one by one.

This glass of wine is not strong, but after drinking it into the stomach, the heat that penetrates the intestines hurts Yang Ruoyan's heart.

Tears are unable to control and do not want to control them, so let them flow desperately. Even if they flow dry, they cannot ease the pain in their hearts.

Is this her fate? The result of fate is to misunderstand her and the man she loves and then separate?

At this moment, she seemed to understand Chen Yibo's sorrow back then. Before he could resolve his misunderstanding, he came to this bar cruelly and followed Li Minghao.
Chapter completed!