: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (64)

Author: Yaoli

: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (64)

A faint blush appeared on Yan Ran's pale face, her eyelashes were dark and wet, and her eyes had no focus.

Fu Ji looked at her for a long time, then pulled away and stood up.

In the darkness, neither person spoke.

Finally, Fu Ji went out without saying a word.

The door closed softly, with a click, and everything became quiet again.

.

In the next few days, Yan Ran didn't go home, he almost stayed at the company, and he and Fu Ji never sent a message or called again.

The two of them were in a stalemate, but in fact Yan Ran couldn't do anything. The two of them were like the most familiar strangers.

Now that Fu Ji has the Fu family, he doesn't need Yan Ran anymore.

For a month, they ignored each other, and both sides seemed to have forgotten that the other person existed.

.

The private room was filled with smoke, the temperature rose, and everyone's face was red and hot from drinking too much.

"Mr. Yan, I heard that the No. 1 Park plan has been approved?"

"Congratulations!"

Several corporate executives in suits and leather shoes, who looked like human beings, were laughing, making fun, and inquiring.

Yan Ran smiled without showing any emotion, "Still coordinating."

"Oh, it's only a matter of time!"

"Come, Mr. Yan, have a drink."

The goblet clinked with the cup in front of him.

Yan Ran picked up the cup and took a sip. His pale lips were soaked with water and shone with water.

"Mr. Yan is really more talented than the old. He is almost carved out of the same mold as Mr. Yan. By the way, I have heard before that Yan Ran and the current person in charge of the Fu family have a relationship. He is indeed Mr. Yan.

"

After drinking too much, I always like to talk about those dirty private things and pry into privacy. This topic is always exciting.

How could Yan Ran not hear their sarcasm?

"Stop teasing me."

"How can this be said to be a joke? I'm just telling the truth. Could it be that Mr. Yan is shy?" A self-righteous joke.

They were all laughing when they got drunk.

Yan Ran's patience had reached its limit. Amidst the laughter, she stood up and poured the unfinished red wine on the speaker's face.

The goblet was placed on the coffee table, and Yan Ran smiled half-heartedly.

"Is it funny?"

"Is it still funny now?"

As soon as the words came out, the faces of everyone at the table changed.

Yan Ran straightened the folds on his sleeves, raised the corners of his eyes, and said, "Everyone, please help yourself."

"Yan Ran!" Seeing Yan Ran refuting his face like this, the drunken man was furious, "Don't be too arrogant!"

Yan Ran glanced over and smiled, "Don't worry, Yan will not cooperate with such a person."

After leaving the private room and getting into the car, Yan Ran loosened his collar.

The driver asked softly: "Mr. Yan, are you going back?"

Yan Ran put her elbows against the car window and lowered her eyelashes.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Go to the night."

There was still a layer of gorgeous red liquid remaining at the bottom of the wine dispenser on the table.

The transparent bottle reflected a few figures around the table.

Yue Ling had drank four or five glasses, but Yan Ran still sat motionless, with the dim and ambiguous color not leaving a single ripple on his pale and sickly face.

Yue Ling was not a patient person to begin with, and he was even more scratching his head at this moment. He glanced at it, then looked at it again, and finally couldn't bear it any longer.

He got in front of Yan Ran and said, "Brother Yan, has something happened?"

Yan Ran seemed to be thinking deeply about something and answered slowly, "No."

Of course Yue Ling didn't believe it. Not only did he not leave the room, he even got closer to see Yan Ran's expression more easily.

But his eyes were involuntarily attracted to the red mole on the tip of his nose.

Why does this mole grow so long?

How come Kankan has grown into his aesthetics?

Yan Ran raised his eyes, his light-colored pupils were as beautiful as the stars in the sky, and his warm breath gently entangled with him, causing an itch that penetrated his heart, making Yue Ling shrink his fingers and his back became stiff.

He took a deep breath and spoke again, his voice hoarse: "Brother Yan, what's going on? You can't be like this because of Fu Yi's incident, right?"

Yan Ran was stunned, "What's wrong with Fu Yi?"

Yue Ling was fascinated by the red mole on the tip of Yan Ran's nose. When Yan Ran asked what to say, he subconsciously answered.

"Don't you know? Fu Yi almost killed someone, but during the investigation, the forensic expert issued a mental illness certificate to Fu Yi, and he escaped jail. These things made a big fuss, but they were suppressed. So did I.

I only found out recently.”

He said, full of gloating, "I just said that Fu Yi looks like a normal person."

After saying that, Yan Ran was stunned, his eyes a little confused, as if he had been thrown into the endless cold deep sea, and the blood all over his body had solidified.

She stared at Yue Ling closely, her voice trembling unconsciously, "What are you talking about?"

Yue Ling frowned and his eyebrows darkened.

"Brother Yan, haven't you forgotten him yet?"

There was a hint of sinisterness behind the words.

Yan Ran seemed to have not heard what he said at all, his eyes were empty, as if he was trapped in a dead circle.

Yue Ling held Yan Ran's shoulders with intense emotion and shook him hard twice. His eyes were red and he was as fierce as a grinning wolf dog. "Brother Yan, please wake up! Fu Yi is not worth it at all. He

He's not as good as he seems on the surface! What do you like about him?"

"Is he as obedient as me? Is he as obedient as me?"

"If you like him, you might as well like me!"

As soon as these words came out, a trace of panic flashed across Yue Ling's face, and his ferocious expression froze, showing some inexplicable restraint. Then, his cheeks suddenly turned red.

But the words have been spoken, and there is no reason to take them back.

He came so close that the tips of his noses were almost touching each other. Yue Ling took a deep breath and felt his chest was burning.

"Brother Yan, please find someone else you like."

It's like coquettishness, but also like seduction.

Yue Ling swallowed his throat, and his voice was soft and low. It seemed incredibly gentle and innocent, "What do you think of me?"

Yan Ran still didn't respond.

The warmth in Yue Ling's whole body seemed to be extinguished by cold water. His fingers tightened and clasped the thin shoulders without leaving any gaps.

"Brother Yan...Brother Yan..."

One sound, over and over again.

Mixed with expectation, shyness, fear, pleading...

Finally, Yan Ran's eyelashes trembled fiercely, she came to her senses, and suddenly pushed Yue Ling away.

Unprepared, Yue Ling was pushed down directly. Without reacting, Yan Ran stood up and walked towards the door without looking back.

Yue Ling yelled in panic, his face was fierce and his heart was filled with tears, "Yan Ran, stop!"

Yan Ran didn't listen and walked quickly, but in response was a deafening slam of the door.

run?

Why run?

Is it unwillingness, dislike, or disgust?

He walked back and forth in the room, his face turned from white to blue, veins popped out on his temples, and he was filled with anger that had nowhere to spray, causing his bulging cheeks to tremble slightly.

From the looks of it, I feel like Brother Yan is the scumbag.
Chapter completed!