I forget you in the depths of time

Chapter 107
When this man of unknown origin stretched out his hand towards her, Song Qingyue's mood was very complicated.

In the same place, the person in front of her has changed.

The person in front of him wasn't even wearing a tuxedo, just simple black suit pants and a white shirt.

The only thing that stood out might be his face that turned all sentient beings upside down, the narrow and long peach blossom eyes, the ends of the eyes are slightly raised, the lips are thin and crimson, and there is a looming tear mole under the corner of the eye.

Perhaps it was the steadfastness in his eyes that infected her, Song Qingyue stretched out her hand as if dazed, and followed the man she had just met back to the banquet scene.

He was very considerate, knowing that she had walked a lot and now her feet were sore in high heels, so she deliberately slowed down her pace. Before entering the hall, he stopped suddenly.

Looking straight at her, Song Qingyue was panicked by his look, "What's wrong?"

The corners of his lips rose slightly to outline a dazzling arc, and he stretched out his hand towards him.

Song Qingyue retreated subconsciously but failed to avoid his hand. She touched the back of her head and pulled slightly.

The jet-black hair was scattered in an instant, and the satin-black hair hung down behind her.

The other party's eyes sparkled brightly, "It's better to dress up better."

Song Qingyue stroked her hair subconsciously, and before she could speak, she was led in by him.

The heavy gilded door was pushed open, and the sound attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

Not used to being the focus of everyone, Song Qingyue's first thought was to hide.

"Looked up."

She looked at each other, and the person holding her hand seemed to have noticed her gaze, looked at her, smiled slightly, and said to her in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "If you want Shen Yichen to regret it, you have to Let him see your beauty first, let him know that you are not a toy he can play with at will, understand?"

"... "

The red lips squirmed, and before she could speak, the other party cut off the topic, and her slender eyes glanced lazily at the woman standing not far away, "This kind of thing can make you surrender? Song Qingyue, are you really Useless."

Her body froze suddenly, Song Qingyue followed his line of sight and saw two people in the hall not far away, her brows moved slightly.

Similarly, Shen Yichen saw her at a glance.

Seeing her appearing at the door in an intimate manner with other men, her face suddenly became gloomy.

He realized that the person standing beside him was gone, and just as he was about to look for it, he heard his assistant tell him that Song Qingyue had left.

When Shen Yichen was about to leave, Song Qingyue came back, still with a man.

Seeing the two people walking slowly in front of him, Shen Yichen suppressed his anger, "Why are you running around alone?!"

"I see that you and Ms. Ning had a very happy conversation. I couldn't bear to interrupt and felt bored. What's wrong with going out to get some air?"

Zhuo Zhuo's gaze slipped from Song Qingyue's indifferent face to their holding hands, Shen Yichen's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and he stretched out his hand to bring her over.

Suddenly, a slender hand grabbed his wrist, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his almost monstrous face, "Isn't Mr. Shen too gentlemanly to snatch other people's female companions like this?"

"Your female partner?" He gritted his teeth and popped out word by word.

"Of course." But the other party is not afraid of death, nor is he afraid of Shen Yichen, "Ms. Song had already left from Ning's house, and I brought her back. Now she is of course attending as my female companion."

The melodious tune played slowly, his eyes darkened, he tore off Shen Yichen's hand, looked at Song Qingyue, the gentleman bent slightly, and stretched out his hand to her, "Can I invite you to dance?"

Looking down at the hand stretched out in front of him, the texture of his palm was clean and his fingers were long and slender, like a delicate handicraft.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she put her hands on them.

He brought her to the center of the hall, and there were already people dancing around. She danced slowly following the other person's pace and asked, "Who are you?"

"Me?" He chuckled, "I gave the camera to Shen Yichen."

Song Qingyue's eyes widened suddenly, and it happened that a whirling made her stop her questioning, and she was firmly brought back on track by him. He bent down and looked from a distance, as intimate as a lover whispering in his ear, "And... I killed the person."

"It's you!" Song Qingyue looked at him in surprise, "Why did you do this?"

"Song Qingyue, I'm teaching you by example." He kept smiling, "If someone slaps you, you should pay it back twice as hard."

"Who are you? Why are you helping me?"

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the man approaching with a dark face, and the smile on his lips deepened. He looked at Song Qingyue, "Who am I? I should ask you, who do you think... who am I?"

"Okay, now it should be returned to the original owner."

He smiled and pushed her slightly on the waist when she was spinning, Song Qingyue was pushed out by this force, and slammed into the familiar arms.

She was stunned, and raised her head, only to meet Shen Yichen's livid face.

When Song Qingyue came to her senses, the man had disappeared, and she subconsciously searched for that figure.

"What are you still looking at?"

Shen Yichen hugged her tightly, Song Qingyue struggled slightly, "Let go!"

"You..." Concerned that there were still people around, Shen Yichen suppressed his anger and forcibly pulled her out.

"Brother Yichen!" Ning Xiaoyuan wanted to go forward but was blocked by Gu Anyao. Seeing that they were getting further and further away, she became anxious, "Why are you blocking me!"

"What do you, a married woman, get involved in with the couple's affairs?"

She sneered, "You really haven't made any progress at all. It's the same from before to now. You like to covet other people's things."

"Stealing someone else's man, being a mistress is extra fun, isn't it?"

"Gu Anyao! Get lost! You are not welcome in my family!" Shen Yichen and the others could no longer see the figure, and Ning Xiaoyuan stretched out her hand and pushed her angrily.

He Shuyang hugged Gu Anyao at the right time. Seeing this scene, Ning Xiaoyuan became even more angry, "He Shuyang, what are you doing?!"

He didn't speak, just looked at Gu Anyao and asked, "Are you all right?"

She shook her head, and when she wanted to stand still, she hissed. Ning Xiaoyuan's push just now caused her to twist her ankle.

He Shuyang seemed to have discovered her predicament, and silently lowered his waist and hugged her.

"Shuyang..." Ning Xiaoyuan looked at him injured, "You want to protect her? You still can't forget her, do you?!"

"I came here just to tell you." He Shuyang looked at Ning Xiaoyuan calmly with Wen Runruyu's expressionless face, "Let's get a divorce. I've already signed the divorce agreement."

Ning Xiaoyuan stood there as if struck by lightning, dumbfounded and unresponsive.

"You want to divorce me?" She looked at the expressionless man in disbelief.

He Shuyang said lightly, "I've been putting up with you these past few years. You should know that if you hadn't forced me to marry you, this fictitious marriage would never have existed."

"Now that you have a new goal, I can also be relieved, Xiaoyuan, it's good to get together and break up, and I don't want everyone to tear their faces in the end and make it too ugly."

After speaking, he hugged the person and left.

The people in the hall who were invited to the banquet looked at each other and whispered among themselves.

Among the wealthy families, there are many couples who play independently, but there are still very few who are as blatant as Young Master Shen and Miss Ning's family tonight.

Facing the questioning eyes of others, Ning Xiaoyuan turned angrily and went upstairs.

Outside the door, He Shuyang carried him to the car.

When they left, both of them were silent and said nothing.

It was He Shuyang who was driving the car who broke the silence first, "Yaoyao, I divorced her, can you give me a chance now?"

Gu Anyao remembered what Song Qingyue had said to her, and shook her head, "No, Shuyang, none of us can go back to the past."

"I think I may never forget the scene I saw when I opened the door."

"You and Ning Xiaoyuan have a relationship even if you don't have feelings, I can't stand it..."

Back then, she and He Shuyang were just a couple. He Shuyang was a student of the Department of Computer Science, and she was a student of the Law School. It stands to reason that the two of them should not have met each other, but they met during a friendship. It can be said that they It was love at first sight, and they have never had any conflicts in their relationship for several years. The relationship has always been very good, and the two families have agreed to get married after graduation.

The plan is beautiful, but the reality is ethereal.

Ning Xiaoyuan's appearance forced her and He Shuyang to break up. She happily went to clean the new house, opened the door, and saw that her clothes were messed up on the floor, her new bed, her groom, was hugging another The woman sleeps peacefully.

As proud as she is, even if He Shuyang explained, she would not listen to it, let alone forgive her. As soon as she got angry, she left the city for four or five years.

The car stopped suddenly, and He Shuyang looked at her, "Yaoyao, nothing happened to her, I haven't touched her in the past few years, I've been looking for you since you left..."

"The past is over, there is nothing to mourn, can you send it? If not, I will take a taxi back by myself."

He Shuyang curled his lips bitterly, "I'll take you back."

She hummed and turned her head to look out the window. Shen Yichen was responsible for what happened back then. If he hadn't helped Ning Xiaoyuan pester He Shuyang, they wouldn't have made it like this. With his escort, Ning Xiao Yuan's courage is getting bigger and bigger, drugging a man into bed, at such a young age, she will know such indecent methods!

Gu Anyao tightly grasped the edge of the bag, wishing she could tear Ning Xiaoyuan's face right now.

She tried to broadcast Song Qingyue's phone call, but no one answered it all the time, and she didn't know how she was...

When they returned to Shen's house, the two were still in a stalemate. Shen Yichen's face was cold, "Who was that man just now? Song Qingyue, you have a good skill! Did I ever tell you not to get too close to other men?"

"I don't know him." Song Qingyue was still thinking about what the man said, and she became a little impatient when dealing with Shen Yichen, "Wake up, please! Maybe you flirt with Ning Xiaoyuan, so what if I say a few words to other people?" Did you keep saying that you would help me, and that if you help me, you would want your eyeballs to stick to each other's body?"

Standing up from the bed, she kicked off the high heels on her feet, and stared at him coldly, "Shen Yichen, you are really a bitch! A dog can't change eating shit! She called you brother Yichen twice tenderly, your soul is gone!" Run away! Seeing you makes me sick!"

As soon as she said it, she burst into anger, and the grievances that had accumulated for many years burst out suddenly, but Shen Yichen remained silent, staring at her for a long time with deep black eyes, before saying quietly, "Are you...jealous?"

(End of this chapter)