Song Ye's white moonlight stand-in, I'm not right

Chapter 143

Qi Yue lay prone on the table, with several empty wine bottles in hand.

She drank too much alcohol and her consciousness was blurred.

An hour ago, she went to Liangfeng Hotel to pay for pensions, and then saw Song Yan and Qi Huan kissing on the second floor with only one table.

Good, she knows who sent the text message.

She tried so many times, she stimulated Qi Huan to compete with her for Song's performance, and then she lost completely.

Just when she was about to believe that Song Yan really liked her, Song Yan and Qi Huan gave her a fatal blow.

When he was about to go on stage for more than an hour, Song Yan did not rehearse on the TV station, but kissed his Bai Yueguang in the atmosphere of a candlelight dinner.

They kissed so inseparably, so affectionately.

What kind of bullshit application, Bai Yueguang can just seduce a few times and then run out to have fun.

Qi Yue didn't have the courage to go up and push Qi Huan away, and she didn't have the courage to watch their kiss as if no one else was around.

During the three years when Song Yan was used as Bai Yueguang's stand-in, Song Yan didn't go to dinner with her because she was afraid of being photographed, but ate candlelight dinner with Qi Huan by the window and kissed forgetfully.

How ridiculous.

Qi Yue almost crushed the glass in her hand, she lay down on the table in pain, her eyes were empty.

She really wanted to cry, but for some reason, she just couldn't cry.

Sadness is really sad, but if you can't cry, you really can't cry.

When her expectations for Song Yan were disillusioned, she didn't think of crying at first, but she felt abnormally calm.

Perhaps, deep in her heart, she had already prepared for today's scene.

She has read so many emotional posts, it seems that none of them are latecomers, and none of them can do Bai Yueguang.

That's Bai Yueguang. After many years, you can forget your first love, but you can't forget Bai Yueguang.

Qi Yue had a sour face for a while, and smiled wildly for a while, making many people around him look sideways.

Someone noticed her, came over from the bar, and put a glass of blue liquid in front of her: "Drink?"

Qi Yue raised her head to look at the person in front of her, and it turned out to be Fu Jing.

Fu Jing was wearing a white shirt and a smoky gray suit, with his tie pulled a little, looking casual, with a slight smile on his face.

"Get out!" Qi Yue said mercilessly.

Fu Jing was not angry at all when he heard the words, and there was still a casual smile on the corner of his lips: "No matter what, you always followed me behind me when I was young, brother and brother kept shouting, now you don't want to have a glass of wine with me?"

Qi Yue disdains, she has long forgotten things about her childhood.

"Why do you get drunk in a bar alone at a time like this? Where's your guy, Yuxi?"

Qi Yue gritted her teeth, and glared at him: "I want you to care, don't sit in front of me, seeing you is even more frustrating!"

Fu Jing frowned: "Why do you hate me so much? Just because I'm gay?"

Hearing him admit his sexual orientation so generously, Qi Yue was a little at a loss.

She curled her lips: "It's not!"

Qi Yue will not hate Fu Jing because of his sexual orientation, what really makes her hate Fu Jing is what he did after he came out.

What made her even more intolerable was that Fu Jing wanted to marry Yuxi even though he knew he was gay.

I can accept your sexual orientation, but I can't accept that you lie to others and plan to marry her.

"Why did you lie to Yuxi, you scumbag, do you know how sad she is?" Qi Yue scolded.

Fu Jing's eyes dimmed, he took another cup from the bar, poured the foreign wine Qi Yue bought into it and drank it down: "I didn't lie to her."

"Ah, Xiba, you don't admit it!" Qi Yue slammed the table hard.

Fu Jing looked at her, smiled lightly, and said, "You can't even manage your own affairs, how do you have so much experience to take care of other people's affairs?"

Qi Yue rolled her eyes indecently after being told something, and became even more depressed.

"You, if you can't talk, don't talk!" Qi Yue poured himself another drink and drank it happily.

Alcohol is regarded as a good thing to relieve sorrow, probably because you don't know anything when you are drunk.

Qi Yue stopped paying attention to Fu Jing, and drank drink after drink, trying to get herself drunk.

Fu Jing sat across from her in a leisurely manner, watching her spoil herself like this, his brows furrowed unconsciously, and his mandibles tensed.

Qi Yue did have a period of time chasing after him and calling her brother.

At that time, he was nine years old and Qi Yue was six years old.

When Qi Yue was very young, Nie Wenjun and Qi Tian treated her badly. They often kicked her out because of her mistakes. Sometimes they didn't open the door all night, and those mistakes are just that every child makes. mistake.

At that time, Fu Jing's family lived opposite their house.

One evening in late autumn, Qi Yue was kicked out by Nie Wenjun because she broke a bowl while eating. She only wore a sweater, a pair of jeans, and two floor socks full of cartoon dolls on her feet.

Fu Jing stood in front of the window of his room and looked at the trembling little girl opposite, crying and knocking on the door, asking her mother to let her in.

The little girl cried for half an hour, her voice became hoarse from crying, and the people inside the door were indifferent, neither letting her in nor coming out to see her.

Fu Jing just watched her like that for half an hour, then went downstairs with clenched fists and brought Qi Yue into his home.

At first, Qi Yue was very shy, and hid behind him, not daring to come out. Several servants at home suggested that she take Qi Yue to wash her face when they saw her dirty face, but Qi Yue was dead. Holding Fu Jing's sleeves, he dared not go anywhere.

In the end, Fu Jing washed his face himself, and Fu Jing also found two of his cotton slippers for Qi Yue to wear.

The cotton slippers are obviously much larger than her feet, Qi Yue looks weird when walking on the cotton slippers, but she also works hard on the slippers, and then smiles at him very sweetly.

Fu Jing swore that he had never seen someone smile so cleanly and sweetly before that.

Leaving Qi Yue at home for dinner, Fu Jing personally took Qi Yue's hand and sent her back.

Fu Jing took Qi Yue's hand and rang the doorbell for a while before someone from Qi's family opened the door, it was their nanny.

Master Fu Jing said: "I sent the child to you. I hope that the parents will not do such a thing in the future, otherwise you will be abusing your own child."

Fu Jing had been obsessed with his father about politics since he was a child, and he also had a connection with the law. When he talked to the nanny in a formulaic tone, the other party was startled, and quickly called Nie Wenjun out.

When Nie Wenjun came out, Fu Jing obviously felt that Qi Yue next to him hid behind him in fear, and almost told Fu Jing that she was afraid of Nie Wenjun.

"Aunt Nie, are you the one who kicked Yueyue out?" Fu Jing raised his head to meet Nie Wenjun's eyes and asked coldly.

A 30-year-old Nie Wenjun was intimidated by a child, but she didn't dare to say anything, so she could only lie: "What nonsense are you talking about, she wants to go out by herself."

"I stood opposite and watched for half an hour. It was clear that you threw her out. She knocked on the door for so long, but you didn't open it. Aunt Nie, child abuse is also a crime."

(End of this chapter)