He is like a delusional person

Chapter 75
This weekend, Wen Sheng slept at home in darkness for two days.

Zhu Qingjia couldn't contact anyone, so she got angry and came to her home to look for her, only to find out that Fu Yanlin and Wen Sheng had completely broken up.

As for what Fu Yanlin said, Wen Sheng didn't mention a word and only said, "Jiajia, let me take a nap. When I wake up, I will go to work - everything is over, I won't be sad."

Wen Sheng's tone was calm and small, as if she had a cold and a bit nasal. Zhu Qingjia knew that she was not crying, but it was more uncomfortable than crying.

She would rather Wen Sheng burst into tears, so that at least she would have an outlet to vent her emotions.

The more Wen Sheng said nothing, the more Zhu Qingjia could guess how unpleasant and hurtful Fu Yanlin's words were.

Best friends for more than ten years, the last time Wen Sheng felt so depressed was after Uncle Wen died in a car accident.

At that time, Wen Sheng was alone in Yanjing. She called Zhu Qingjia in the middle of the night, her voice trembling with tears and panic, "Jiajia, what should I do...my father is gone..."

Zhu Qingjia flew to Yanjing that night, and when she found Wen Sheng in the hospital morgue, her stepmother was pulling her hair and slapping her, spitting and yelling at her. The stepmother asked her: Why wasn't you the one who died?
After dealing with Uncle Wen's funeral, Wen Sheng did the same as now, huddled in bed and slept all day without crying. Zhu Qingjia begged her, cry, Sister Sheng, we cry when we feel uncomfortable, but Wen Sheng did not. Taking Zhu Qingjia's hand, she comforted her in turn, "Jiajia, I'll be fine after a nap. Don't worry about me. I won't be sad. Dad doesn't like me like this. I will be alone from now on, and I can't let Dad You are still worried about me in heaven.”

At that time, Zhu Qingjia swore that she would protect Wen Sheng for the rest of her life.

No one should fucking bully her!
Thinking of the past and looking at Wen Sheng curled up in a ball, Zhu Qingjia felt as if needles pricking her heart.

She didn't have a fit on the spot, she just tucked Wen Sheng into bed, walked to the living room, took her cell phone and sent a WeChat message to find someone.

She wanted to slap herself twice now. Why did she persuade Wen Sheng to open the skylight and chat with Fu Yanlin?What on earth did that bastard say to Ah Sheng to make Ah Sheng feel so uncomfortable!
Zhu Qingjia just wanted to kill that bitch Fu Yanlin.

What is he?
When leaving at night, Zhu Qingjia opened WeChat as soon as she got in the car, followed the location found by her friend, and navigated there.

When they arrived at the entrance of Lantai Club, before the car stopped, Zhu Qingjia saw Fu Yanlin, Song Yuen and Xu Rangchu coming out drunk, each with a drunken face.

There was a woman next to Fu Yanlin wearing a hip-hugging skirt, and she was very attentive to hold his arm as he walked.

That’s so fucking awesome, Ah Sheng is heartbroken at home, but this dog coin is so leisurely that he goes out to drink and find women?Ah!
"Dogecoin! I'll fucking kill you!" Zhu Qingjia cursed, then the car rushed forward and crashed into Fu Yanlin's direction.

Zhu Qingjia was determined to kill Fu Yanlin.

Growing up, apart from her mother, her favorite was Wen Sheng.

If a bastard like Fu Yanlin dared to bully Wen Sheng, it would be like digging up the ancestral graves of her Zhu family. Wen Sheng was too cowardly to deal with Fu Yanlin, so was she still afraid?She Zhu Qingjia never knew how to write the word "fear"!
When you step on the accelerator, there's a rumble that's awesome.

Xu Rangchu was the first to react. When he saw the fiery red Ferrari rushing towards them, he quickly pulled Fu Yanlin's arm to the side. The woman who was clinging to Fu Yanlin also dodged and her high heels fell off.

Zhu Qingjia didn't hit anyone and immediately braked and turned the steering wheel. Wherever Fu Yanlin went to hide, Zhu Qingjia drove with a cold look on his face. He wished he was driving a tank, the kind that could directly fire shells and blow Fu Yanlin into pieces.

The scumbag deserves to die.

But in the end no one hit anyone.

Zhu Qingjia got angry, turned off the car, picked up the golf clubs he had prepared early in the morning from the back seat, put them on his shoulders, and walked majestically towards the four people who were hiding under the Roman pillars with confused faces.

The club was customized by her cheap brother Jiang Shifang from Italy last month. It was brand new. She saw that if this thing beat someone, it would be crippled even if it didn't die, so she took it away.In order to make it easier for him to do justice for heaven, Zhu Qingjia specially changed into sports shoes today.

Xu Rangchu was the first to open his eyes wide and looked at Zhu Qingjia in surprise, with a pale look on his face.

A series of beautiful but not so beautiful memories that happened not long ago flashed in his mind.

Song Yuen was confused and didn't know what the heroine in front of him wanted to do.

But the woman holding Fu Yanlin's arm timidly asked, "What do you want to do!"

"Huh... Sure enough, flies like to eat shit." Zhu Qingjia thought to herself. She and Wen Sheng had only been separated for a few days, and Fu Yanlin had found a new love. She was really worth a dog coin.

She was really blind, thinking that he liked Wen Sheng very much and could take good care of Wen Sheng.

This dog coin is really the pillar of shame in her experience of being guided by an emotional master!
The woman glared, "Who are you scolding?"

Zhu Qingjia pointed the club at the woman, "If you don't want to get beaten, get out of here. Although I'm more comfortable beating men, I don't mind taking you to play with me."

The woman's hand holding Fu Yanlin's arm trembled, and she was scared. Who was this woman? She dared to act wild in front of Fu Yanlin, but she couldn't bear to let go: Fu Yanlin had been drinking coldly all night. If he hadn't been drunk, she would have There was no chance to hold Fu Yanlin's arm.

At this time, Xu Rangchu raised his chin towards Zhu Qingjia and said, "If you have something to say, please speak it carefully and don't mess around."

"Am I familiar with you?" Zhu Qingjia didn't appreciate it, "It's okay for you to go and cool down, and be careful not to accidentally injure my club!"

Xu Rangchu frowned, thinking that this woman was indeed like the rumors. She turned her back on him when she lifted her pants and got out of bed, and even said she was not familiar with him?She was very enthusiastic that night!
"Wen Sheng's matter——"

Before Xu Rangchu finished speaking, Zhu Qingjia raised the club and swung it down, landing solemnly on Fu Yanlin's arm, which woke Fu Yanlin up.

Zhu Qingjia wasn't done yet and cursed, "Hey! Grandson, if you dare to bully my sister Sheng, I'll fucking kill you! If I don't beat you to a cripple today, my surname will be Zhu!"

After all, another shot.

Soon after, Xu Rangchu rushed forward bravely, hugged Zhu Qingjia's waist, and lifted her up!

Zhu Qingjia is 85cm tall, but only weighs [-] pounds. Xu Rangchu shouldn't be too easy to carry.

The club in Zhu Qingjia's hand was empty. She was unwilling to give in and hit Xu Rangchu several times and cursed, "Xu, let me down! Do you believe I will hit you too?"

How could Xu Rangchu let go? For the sake of his brothers, he couldn't let go of Zhu Qingjia at all. If he was beaten, he would be beaten.It's not like he hasn't been beaten by her before.

Unable to escape, Zhu Qingjia became furious and threw the club away, "Fu Yanlin, you stinking idiot! I'll hit you every time I see you! You bastard!"

Song Yuen pulled Fu Yanlin, who was half-drunk and half-awakened, to hide aside, and looked at the person who was being resisted by Xu Rangchu in amazement, "This woman is so fierce, whoever she marries will be unlucky... No wonder Jiang Shifang's second generation ancestor is well-known in the circle as a rogue. I am still afraid of my sister, but today I have finally seen how powerful this Miss Zhu is."

When he turned around, he realized that Fu Yanlin was completely awake. He was leaning against a Roman column, with half of his arms hanging down, and he took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket with one hand, holding one in his mouth. The moment the flames went out, the knife The carved face was full of coldness and loneliness.

(End of this chapter)