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Chapter 18 What a coincidence
It was like a needle had been stuck in her heart. The pain spread throughout her limbs and bones. The unwillingness and anger of being stabbed all came to her heart. Liang Wanyue's body trembled uncontrollably. She pushed him with all her strength. , "What qualifications do you have to talk to me? Get out! Get out of here!"

Lin Tiancheng was forced to stand up and looked at her. A trace of distress flashed in his eyes, and he slapped his mouth hard, "Wanyue, please see clearly. Mr. Huo and Miss Wen are in the same world. There are only you and me." That’s the most worthy one.”

Liang Wanyue felt so disgusted and couldn't stop her tears. "In your hearts, I will never be as good as Miss Wen, right?"

Lin Tiancheng grabbed her shoulders and shook her, "No, Wanyue, you are the best in my heart!"

What's the point of wanting what's best in his heart?

Liang Wanyue wiped the tears on her face and pushed Lin Tiancheng out of the ward with force, "You all want to drag me into the quagmire, but I want to go up! Please Tiancheng, let me live. If you really love me, you should You hope I’m fine, don’t you?”

Lin Tiancheng punched the wall, "But if he wanted to marry you, he wouldn't be involved with Wen Ying!"

"So what, I was the one who was supposed to marry him. I just lost because of my family background. If you can't help me, don't say anything about liking me. I don't need this cheap favor."

With a "bang", Liang Wanyue closed the door to the ward. She pressed her back against the door and slowly slid her body down. Ignoring the sound of knocking on the door outside, she squatted on the ground and hugged herself, and covered her ears hard.

She had to ask Huo Zhiqian.

After hanging up the phone, Huo Xiaolian walked into a scene of sensuality.

"Let's raise a toast to celebrate. Mr. Huo is coming later."

Mr. Lin raised his eyebrows, "Hey, it's rare."

Lawyer Zhou looked at Wen Ying, feeling empathetic, "Why did Mr. Huo make Yingying unhappy?"

Huo Xiaolian glanced over and said, "Barrister, you don't want to open a pot of wine and pick up a pot of wine."

Lu Junzhi attacked, "Men are not good things!"

In some ways, these people really have nothing to do with 'good'.

What Lu Junzhi said was true, but it was insignificant to them. They all smiled indifferently, and they were not qualified enough to define them as good or bad.

Wen Ying stood up slowly and said, "I'm going out for a walk."

Lu Junzhi immediately said, "I'll accompany you."

Meng Xuan said, "I'll go too."

Wen Ying smiled at them, "No need, I'll be back soon."

Wen Ying's back disappeared behind the door, and Lu Junzhi put his hands on his hips and cursed angrily, "The person named Huo is really not a human being, making us Yingying so sad."

Huo Xiaolian, "Lu, if you keep doing this, I'm going to be really angry!"

"Who cares about you?" Lu Junzhi turned to clink glasses with Mr. Lin.

The villa on the top of the mountain is a place where the noble men of the Hong Kong city share and have fun. The environment outside is relatively quiet. Wen Ying walks downstairs through the corridor, and there is a faint fragrance floating in the air, which is quite charming.

Outside the promenade is a whole area of ​​floor-to-ceiling windows. Looking out from the glass windows, you can see the breathtaking night view of Victoria Harbor, which is extraordinary and blurry.

The window reflected colorful lights, and her little face was reflected in the dreamy light. She was indescribably gorgeous. If beauty is an adjective, when it comes to Wen Ying, it is a verb. The so-called beauty is enough to move people.

Wen Ying's waist was rounded and she walked carelessly, her shoes stepping on the expensive carpet without making any sound.Except for her, there was no one around.

Walking to the corner, Wen Ying paused slightly. Less than one meter in front of him, a man in a suit stood in the dim light. He had an outstanding temperament and was more noble than anyone else. He gave people the impression that It was cold and mysterious, like the snow on the snow-capped mountains, conveying a sense of cold distance, but the eyes he glanced at were soft and intertwined, which was extremely contradictory.

Seeing him talking on the phone, Wen Ying nodded slightly towards him, lowered her head and walked around him to leave.

Fu Yanlou watched the glamorous light of Hong Kong City shine on her. At that moment, all the prosperity in the world could not compare with her existence.

Fu Yanlou hung up the phone and followed Wen Ying leisurely, his steps firm and calm, like a devout follower.

Wen Ying saw that the shadow on the ground was always not far or near from her. After thinking about it, Wen Ying stopped and turned around, raised her hand and waved left and right, "Hi, Mr. Fu, what a coincidence."

The faint smile on Fu Yanlou's lips was enough to dissipate the coldness on his body. He imitated her tone and said, "Hi, Miss Wen, what a coincidence. I thought you didn't recognize me."

Wen Ying smiled slightly, "What the hell, I saw you were on the phone so I didn't bother you."

"Where are you going, Miss Wen?" Fu Yanlou saw that she was in a low mood. He thought of her loss last night and had no reason to hug her again.

Wen Ying didn't know where to go, "Just take a walk downstairs."

"This is my first time here. I wonder if Miss Wen can show me the way. I got separated from my friend."

Now that communications are developed, there is no possibility of being separated. Wen Ying did not think of this for a moment. She only thought about Fu Yanlou's help to her. She could not refuse, "Mr. Fu's friend is here." where?"

"This... I'm not sure about it either. How about Miss Wen take me around here and look for it?"

Wen Ying said sternly, "Then this will be troublesome. It's a big place here. Just call your friend and I'll take you there."

Fu Yanlou took out his cell phone from his pocket and shook it, "What a pity, the cell phone just ran out of battery."

What Wen Ying was thinking was whether this person would really get lost if she didn't meet her. She pursed her lower lip slightly and said, "Then do you remember your friend's mobile phone number?"

Fu Yanlou's eyes flickered slightly and his voice was soft and calm. "I don't remember. Maybe my friend came out to look for me after seeing me for a long time. I can only trouble Miss Wen first."

"Okay, then I'll take you for a walk around here."

Anyway, she is familiar with this matter.

Even a moment of joy was enough to satisfy him. Fu Yanlou raised an elusive smile, "Thank you, Miss Wen."

Wen Ying felt ashamed, "Mr. Fu, you're so polite. I should be the one to say thank you. I really should thank Mr. Fu for last night."

Fu Yanlou still said the same thing, "It's just a matter of hands."

After a while, Wen Ying laughed self-deprecatingly, "Isn't it quite embarrassing? Mr. Fu saw his frustrations several times."

"How could it be?" His tone was still light, giving the impression of being gentle and elegant, "Nine times out of ten things in this world are not what you want. If Miss Wen is not happy, she might be able to choose another way of life."

Wen Ying didn't have the habit of confiding to others, and she was the one who let herself down. She would accept any outcome. She nodded and smiled, "Okay, I will consider it. Thank you Mr. Fu."

Fu Yanlou looked at her and sighed softly, "Do we have to thank each other?"

(End of this chapter)