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A faint blush appeared on Yan Ran's pale face, her eyelashes were dark and wet, and her eyes were out of focus.

Fu Ji looked at her for a long time, then got up.

In the darkness, neither of them spoke.

Finally, Fu Ji went out without saying a word.

The door was closed gently, with a click, and it became quiet again.
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In the next few days, Yan Ran didn't go home, and almost lived in the company, and he and Fu Ji never sent a message or called again.

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

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

For a month, they didn't talk to each other, and both parties seemed to forget that there was another person.
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The private room was smoky and the temperature rose. Everyone's face was red and hot from drinking too much.

"Mr. Yan, I heard that the plan for No. [-] Garden has been approved?"

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

Several business executives in suits and leather shoes, who looked like dogs, laughed, made noise, and inquired.

Yan Ran didn't show any emotion, but also smiled, "Still coordinating."

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

"Come on, President Yan, have a drink."

The goblet clinked with the cup in front of him.

Yan Ran picked up the cup and took a sip, her light-colored lips were soaked with water.

"Mr. Yan is really better than Mr. Yan. 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 power of the Fu family have a relationship. It is worthy of Mr. Yan. "

Drink too much, always like to talk about those dirty private affairs, prying into privacy, this topic is always exciting.

How could Yan Ran not hear their ridicule?

"Stop making fun of me."

"How can this be called a joke? It's just telling the truth, isn't Boss Yan 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 buckled on the coffee table, Yan Ran smiled half-smile.

"Is it funny?"

"Is it funny now?"

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

Yan Ran tidied up the folds of his sleeves, and raised the corners of his eyes, "Everyone, do as you please."

"Yan Ran!" Seeing Yan Ran's refutation of his face, the man with a drink on his face was furious, "Don't be too arrogant!"

Yan Ran glanced over and smiled, "Don't worry, Mrs. Yan won't cooperate with this kind of person."

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

The driver asked softly, "Boss Yan, are you going back?"

Yan Ran leaned his elbows against the car window and lowered his eyelashes.

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

At the bottom of the wine dispenser on the table, there is still a layer of magnificent red liquid left.

On the transparent bottle, there are a few silhouettes by the table.

Yue Ling drank four or five cups, but Yan Ran still sat motionless, the dim and ambiguous color did not leave a ripple on that pale and sickly face.

Yue Ling was not a patient person in the first place, and now he was scratching his head. He took one look and then another, but couldn't help it.

He leaned in front of Yan Ran, "Brother Yan, is something wrong?"

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

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

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

How did this mole grow so long?

How did embarrassment grow into his aesthetics?
Yan Ran raised his eyes, his light-colored pupils were as beautiful as a starry sky, and his warm breath gently entangled with him, causing a burst of itching that pierced into his heart, causing Yue Ling's fingers to shrink, and his back to stiffen.

He took a deep breath almost imperceptibly, and spoke again, his voice hoarse: "Brother Yan, what's the matter? You can't be like this because of Fu Yi's affairs."

Yan Ran was taken aback, "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 him what to say, he answered subconsciously.

"Don't you know? Fu Yi almost killed someone, but during the investigation process, the forensic appraisal gave Fu Yi a mental illness certificate and escaped from prison. These things caused a lot of trouble, but they were suppressed, and so did I. Only recently found out."

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

After finishing speaking, Yan Ran was stunned, his eyes were a little confused, as if he had been thrown into the boundless cold deep sea, the blood all over his body was frozen.

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

Yue Ling frowned, and his eyes sank.

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

After speaking, he couldn't help but tinge with a hint of viciousness.

And Yan Ran didn't seem to hear him at all, his eyes were empty, as if he had fallen into a dead circle.

Yue Ling pressed Yan Ran's shoulder emotionally, and shook it twice vigorously, his eyes were red, and he looked fierce like a grinning wolf dog, "Brother Yan, wake up! Fu Yi is not worth it at all, he It's not as good as it looks on the surface! What do you like about him?"

"Is he obedient like me? Is he obedient like me?"

"You like him more than you like me!"

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

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

As they approached, the tips of their noses were almost touching together. Yue Ling took a deep breath, feeling his chest was burning.

"Brother Yan, choose someone else you like."

Like coquettish, like seduce.

Yue Ling swallowed, his voice was soft and low, and he seemed to be incredibly gentle and innocent, "You, what do you think of me?"

Yan Ran still didn't respond.

The heat in Yue Ling's whole body seemed to be drenched by cold water, his fingers tightened, clasping the thin shoulders without leaving a single gap.

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

One sound, over and over again.

Wrapped with expectations, shyness, fear, pleading...

Finally, Yan Ran's eyelashes trembled violently, regained his senses, and suddenly pushed Yue Ling away.

Unprepared, Yue Ling was pushed down directly. Before he could react, Yan Ran got up and walked towards the door without looking back.

Yue Ling shouted in panic, with a stern look, "Yan Ran, stop!"

Yan Ran didn't listen, and walked quickly, only to hear the deafening slamming of the door.

run?
Why run?
Is it unwilling, is it disgusting, or is it disgusting?
He walked back and forth in the room, his face turned from white to blue, the veins on his temples were bulging, and there was nowhere to spit out his anger, his bulging cheeks trembled slightly.

Looking at it this way, I feel that Brother Yan is the most scumbag.