Quit pampering

Chapter 1 Do You Need Help?
First QQ reading // Sui Shi 2023.11.01
Intercontinental, the revolving restaurant overlooking Hong Kong Island, was supposed to be dining time, but there was only one customer.

Wen Ying sat by the panoramic window and looked frequently at the door. She was wearing a long red velvet dress and a pearl necklace adorning her swan neck. She was naturally bright and charming, and the bright lights of the Hong Kong city reflected on her face through the glass window, making her even more so. A little more charming and colorful.

For a whole hour, the person Wen Ying was waiting for never showed up, but the sudden ringing disturbed the romantic and elegant atmosphere around him.

She took out the ringing mobile phone in her bag, and a hint of disappointment flashed across her delicate and beautiful eyebrows.

Wen Ying pressed the answer button, her voice naturally soft and charming, "What's the matter?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to give Huo Zhiqian a surprise tonight? Why is he chatting and laughing and looking at the stars with another woman on the hospital lawn now?" The angry voice on the other side seemed to tear the receiver apart.

Wen Ying pursed her lips tightly, and under the dark ambient light, her black and white peach blossom eyes revealed a soul-stirring coldness. She pretended to be calm, "Really, I understand."

Just after hanging up the phone, the WeChat notification rang, and a 30-second video made Wen Ying's eyes suddenly turn red.

In the brightly lit hospital, a handsome man was clearly photographed holding the thin little white flower in his arms. His coat was on her body. The ambiguity between adult men and women was clear and strong, giving people the feeling that he would be deeply involved at any time.

Who doesn't know that the Prince of Hong Kong City has infinite glory, but he was dumped by a little white flower, and that little white flower has become a cinnabar mole in his heart.

Wen Ying understood that the beauty in the video was his ex, whom he loved so much.

Wen Ying didn't understand how much he had to miss her before he could let go of his current wife and stay by his ex's side.

The coolness that came out of nowhere overwhelmed Wen Ying's senses. She calmed down and dialed Huo Zhiqian's number, her white fingers trembling slightly.

I dialed the phone several times before getting through, "Wen Ying."

Wen Ying's voice was filled with tears, and she said aggrievedly, "One hour and seven minutes, Zhi Qian, no one has ever made me wait for so long."

"Sorry." Huo Zhiqian's attitude was sincere, but the next words were like an ice blade piercing Wen Ying's heart, "I didn't mean to do it. I was delayed by the impromptu meeting."

Wen Ying's expression changed several times, and her red lips finally revealed a cold smile, "Is this the meeting you're talking about about Liang Wanyue?"

Huo Zhiqian was silent for a moment, rarely explaining, "Wen Ying, she is sick and hospitalized. I can't ignore her."

Wen Yingshui's gleaming eyes were full of grievance and suspicion, "So you can abandon me regardless of principles for her, right?"

"Feel sorry."

The apology became formulaic and she wouldn't even give her a bad excuse.

Wen Ying stroked the corners of her eyes and tucked her hair behind her ears, her voice soft and soft, "You promised to celebrate my birthday with me, didn't you promise me?"

Huo Zhiqian became impatient, "Wen Ying, next time, I will definitely make it up for you next time."

Wen Ying was even calm, "But birthdays only come once a year. Zhiqian, come here now. I'll wait for you."

"Wen Ying, stop messing around."

In his eyes, is she fooling around?

Wen Ying suddenly ended the call. She glanced at the carefully decorated high-end restaurant and smiled to herself. The tears in her eyes burst at this moment.

The Huo and Wen families were going to get married soon. She originally planned to make a formal confession to Huo Zhiqian tonight, as if this would break away from the interest chain behind the Huo and Wen families. She would regard this as a mutual love, but after weighing the pros and cons, The love and dislike below are too obvious.

It is said that the little princess Wen Ying of Hong Kong City is a rose with thorns, but she is willing to pull out the thorns in front of Huo Zhiqian.

She has been in love with Huo Zhiqian for ten years, and has expressed her love in high-profile ways several times, causing a sensation in the whole city. Who has not witnessed this love affair in Hong Kong?

The sense of loss on Wen Ying's body was too obvious. He was immersed in sadness, his eyebrows were dim, and the red wine bottle on his right hand was quickly empty.

Fu Yanlou tasted bitterness on the tip of his tongue, and his heart felt like it was being pressed by a stone, with a particularly dull pain.

He remained silent in the dark for a long time, his eyes still deep as he watched Wen Ying get drunk on another man.

Just as Wen Ying was about to get up and leave, the sound of footsteps suddenly came to her ears.

Wen Ying suddenly raised his eyes, and the surprise in his eyes returned to death in just a second.

not him.Fu Yanlou saw the light in her eyes extinguished, a dull pain lingering in his heart, but his face remained calm, "Miss Wen."

"It turns out to be Mr. Fu."

The man in front of him was wearing black clothes and black trousers of exquisite texture. He had a slender and straight figure. He had a natural elegance and a picturesque face that was extremely beautiful. However, his eyes seemed to be born without sadness or joy, as cold as Respecting the Buddha, but inadvertently showing some unexplained emotions.

Wen Ying knew that he had come all the way from the capital to discuss business with her father. Her father's words revealed that he needed to rely on this man.

Wen Ying's red lips curled up into a smile, "Mr. Fu, would you like a drink?"

Fu Yanlou's eyes were fixed on her face for a moment, and he advised in a gentle voice, "Wine is easy to intoxicate, Miss Wen, use it in moderation."

Alcohol can easily make people unconscious.

And she was obviously drunk.

The delicate face is covered with blush, rose-like color, and the conflict between purity and charm is like an oil painting infused with soul, so beautiful that it is breathtaking.

Wen Ying stared at the liquid in the cup, a red light flashed on her face, and she laughed, "It's just right to be drunk, but suddenly I don't want to be sober anymore."

"why?"

Wen Ying only smiled and did not answer. The next moment, she put down her wine glass heavily.

Wen Ying stood up suddenly, but her body was shaken by the alcohol. Fu Yanlou retracted his outstretched hand when she held the corner of the table. The Buddhist beads wrapped around his right wrist quietly slipped out of the cuff, covering the tangled veins on the back of his hand.

"Miss Wen, are you okay?"

Fu Yanlou's clenched fists were hidden behind his back, and his dark eyes were as silent as ink. If you look closely, there is darkness hidden inside.

"I'm fine." Wen Ying smiled brightly, hiding the hint of embarrassment very well. She picked up the bag and said, "Mr. Fu, if you please, I'll leave beforehand." She has never been a waiter.

The environment in which she grew up told her that the only way to get what she wanted was to go for it.

Fu Yanlou was polite and said, "I think Miss Wen has drunk too much and is not suitable to drive. Wherever you are going, I will give you a ride."

Her mind was briefly dizzy, and Wen Ying suddenly agreed unconsciously, "That's fine, then I'll bother Mr. Fu."

The black Cullinan galloped through the bustling night of the port city.

Wen Ying looked at the man who was driving. He was controlling the steering wheel with his left hand, and his five fingers with distinct phalanges were exceptionally slender and beautiful.

Wen Ying suddenly came back to his senses and remembered things about Fu Yanlou. The most eye-catching thing among them was of course his status as the prince of Beijing.

The rich and powerful are also divided into different levels, and the Fu family is the top family.

Wen Ying pursed her lips and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fu."

Fu Yanlou had a smile in his eyes, and the light and shadow shone on his face, mysterious and unpredictable, "It's just a little effort."

Cullinan stopped outside the hospital.

Under the light, Wen Ying's smile was pure and polite, "Mr. Fu, goodbye."

Fu Yanlou's pupils were very dark. He suppressed his emotions and said in a calm voice, "Miss Wen, do you need help?"

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