Chapter 41 The Love of Hiroshima
The temperature in this private room dropped to a freezing point.

Yan Haochen gritted his teeth: Yuan Yu, that bastard, dares to hug his own woman!

Yuan Yu still smiled gently, said it was okay, and then sat back down.

If he didn't leave, he felt that he might be killed by Yan Haozhang on the spot!
Seeing this, Luo Xiaonuan felt a touch of disappointment in his heart, but it was only for a moment, then smiled again, and obediently sat in an inconspicuous corner.

She was able to meet Yuan Yu and hug him, which was already the luckiest thing for her today.

As for what Yan Haozhen said just now, she just took it as a joke, and I am afraid that no one present would believe the nonsense that she is Yan Haozhen's girlfriend.

The atmosphere gradually warmed up, Rong Jing and Rong Qian should be two siblings, they kept talking, and Yuan Yu also had a very friendly chat with Yan Haozhen.

For more than ten minutes in a row, Luo Xiaonuan sat alone in the corner, not daring to speak, and looked at Yan Haochen.

"Hello, I'm Rong Qian." At this time, Rong Qian took the initiative to walk over to Luo Xiaonuan and greeted her.

Luo Xiaonuan also knew about Rong Qian.

Like Yuan Yu, she is an actress. Although she is not an actress, she is also very popular. Although Rong Qian has been developing abroad in recent years, her domestic reputation and reputation have always been good.

Luo Xiaonuan didn't expect that Rong Qian would take the initiative to greet her, so she hurriedly stood up and nodded to her.

"Hi Miss Rong, I'm Luo Xiaonuan."

Luo Xiaonuan was a little uneasy, she didn't know why Rong Qian was looking for her, and it was the first time she was talking to such a famous person, she was extremely nervous.

"Don't be so nervous, sit down, just treat this as an ordinary gathering of friends." Rong Qian motioned Luo Xiaonuan to sit down, her aura was very strong, and instantly turned this place into her own home stadium.

Luo Xiaonuan nodded, sat down quite uneasy, and became more nervous.

"I don't know how Ms. Luo met Y." Rong Qian was the first to start the conversation.

Y?

A hint of doubt flashed in Luo Xiaonuan's eyes, apparently she didn't know who the Y in Rong Qian's mouth was referring to.

A smile flashed across Rong Qian's eyes, and she explained: "I'm sorry, I forgot, Hao Ye would never let others call him that."

Y is Yan Haoyi.

Yes, Y, Yan.

For some reason, Luo Xiaonuan felt sour in his heart, and even the excitement of seeing Yuan Yu was a little less. It seemed that Rong Qian was thinking that she deliberately showed how good her relationship with Yan Haozhen was...

Luo Xiaonuan pursed her lips and said, "Actually, Yan and I..."

"Xiao Nuan, come here."

Luo Xiaonuan was about to tell Rong Qian that there was nothing between her and Yan Haozhen, when Yan Haozhen uttered a cold voice to her, and even pointed her finger at her
Luo Xiaonuan smiled apologetically at Rong Qian, then got up and walked towards Yan Haochen.

Yan Haozhen was sitting alone in front of the karaoke stand.

"What are you going to do?" Luo Xiaonuan asked standing in front of him.

"Sit." Yan Haozhen gestured for her to sit beside him, "Can you sing?"

Luo Xiaonuan didn't understand why he asked such a question, but nodded truthfully, "A little bit."

Yan Haozhen clicked on the song "Love in Hiroshima", and then passed the microphone over.

Luo Xiaonuan didn't answer for a long time.

This Hiroshima Love should be a song sung by couples. It seems that she and Yan Haozhen are not suitable, Luo Xiaonuan thought in his heart.

"Take it." Yan Haozhang ordered with a cold face.

Luo Xiaonuan pouted, and reluctantly took it.

The music sounded, and the eyes of the three of them also looked in this direction.

Love in Hiroshima, it turned out to be love in Hiroshima.

A trace of sadness flashed in Rong Qian's beautiful eyes. Love in Hiroshima is her favorite song, and it is also a must-sing song for her and Yan Haochen every time.

She once asked Yan Haozhen if he would sing this song with other women in the future, and he had sworn that he would only sing with her alone in his life.

But now?

It had only been five years since she left, and he had already hooked up with another woman.

Rong Qian couldn't help but mourn in her heart, and she looked at Luo Xiaonuan with a gloomy and cold gaze, drinking wine one after another.

Her Rong Qian's man is not easily taken away.

Yan Haochen's voice was thick and deep, and it was the first time for Luo Xiaonuan to hear Yan Haochen sing. He sang with a very serious expression and meticulous eyes.

Somehow, Luo Xiaonuan's intuition told her that this song "Love in Hiroshima" may have extraordinary significance to Yan Haozhen.

Soon, it was Luo Xiaonuan's turn.

Although Luo Xiaonuan usually likes to sing, but this time it was in front of Yan Haozhen, and her idol Yuan Yu was there, Luo Xiaonuan felt a little nervous.

But fortunately, she was born with a good voice, with a mellow accent and a lingering lingering sound.

The cooperation between the two is surprisingly tacit, this song is perfect, but it is a pity that the moods of the singers are different, and the moods of the listeners are also different.

"I didn't expect that after so long, your singing voice is still so beautiful."

Perhaps she drank too much wine, Rong Qian's cheeks were stained with a blush, and her footsteps swayed slightly, but she still walked towards Yan Haozhen with a glass of red wine.

"Y, I offer you a toast." Rong Qian raised the wine glass in her hand, raised her head and drank it down, then poured it up again, and said to Luo Xiaonuan with a smile: "Your singing is also very nice, I toast you too."

Luo Xiaonuan saw that Rong Qian must have drunk too much.

"My name is Yan Haozhen, not Y." Yan Haozhen took the wine that Rong Qian handed over, but didn't drink it, he didn't drink it, and Luo Xiaonuan didn't dare to drink it either.

Rong Qian only found it ironic, this was a secret signal between them!

Does he want to deny the past?

She raised her head and drank the wine in her glass.

"Drink, why don't you drink?" Rong Qian smiled and poured a glass of wine on her own.

"Xiao Qian, you're drunk." Rong Jing also noticed the abnormality here, and hurried over to grab the wine glass from Rong Qian's hand, but she dodged it.

"Brother, I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk." Rong Qian's cheeks flushed even more, but her beautiful eyes were stained with drunkenness.

Luo Xiaonuan shrunk her head, trying to reduce her sense of existence as much as possible.

I always feel like I'm going through something terrible.

At this time, Yan Haozhang, who had always been dark-faced, reached out and snatched the wine glass from Rong Qian's hand, raised his head and drank it down, and then said coldly: "I drank it, you are drunk, Rong Jing, take her back .”

Rong Qian stared blankly at Yan Haozhen, seeing that he refused to give her a look from the beginning to the end, she smiled foolishly, and said to Rong Jing in a lonely tone: "Brother, I'm drunk, take me back."

"Then I'll take Xiaoqian home first." Looking at his sister's appearance, Rong Jing couldn't laugh anymore, and greeted Yuan Yu again, and left with Rongqian first.

In the car, Rong Jing patted Rong Qian's shoulder and sighed softly:

"Xiaoqian, let him pass the past, don't think about it anymore."

"Brother, but I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled." Rong Qian leaned against the back of the chair, clenched her little hands tightly, and her eyes were full of reconciliation.

(End of this chapter)

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