CEO, I'm Not Gonna Marry You

Zhao Yisheng took a taxi back to her apartment and began to clean up. The beds, pillowcases, pots and pans were replaced with new ones. All the old ones were thrown away, including her clothes and bags, leaving only some valuables.

By the time she finished, it was dark, and the apartment was completely new, with no sign of women.

Zhao Yisheng looked back at the apartment where she and Lu Shiyi lived for the last time, as if he could see Lu Shiyi busy in the kitchen, with a sour nose.

Knowing that she couldn't get this feeling, she just wanted to fly moths into the fire and wanted to have a try. However, Tang Yining came back and should wake up no matter how beautiful her dream was.

Zhao Yisheng came downstairs with a small bag.

She can stay in a hotel, but she is empty. She always wants to find someone to say something. Fish food takes out her mobile phone and dials Jiaqi, "Jiaqi, where are you?"

Half an hour later, Xinyue club --

"sister Yisheng, don't be unhappy." In the private room, Jiaqi tried to mobilize the atmosphere, "it's no big deal to be lovelorn. After drinking and sleeping, it's over! What's more, sister Yisheng, you are so beautiful. Are you afraid that no one will chase you? "

Zhao Yisheng laughed: "I didn't say I was lovelorn. How can you tell?"

"I'm from here!" Jiaqi pointed to her face and said, "what's more, you are so strong that you are very calm in any difficult work. Now you show such a sad expression, you can only be lovelorn."

"Is it?" Zhao Yisheng hugs his legs and shrinks on the sofa. Lu Shiyi's face constantly appears in his mind. She can't shake it. She can't help murmuring.

"Jiaqi, do you think I'm cheap? In order to get a man, to break up him and his girlfriend, but deliberately got, that man's heart is only his girlfriend

"..." Jiaqi didn't expect that Zhao Yisheng had such a love affair, and it was not glorious to rob other people's boyfriends, and she didn't know what to say.

After a long time of brain jam, Jiaqi comforted Zhao Yisheng: "it's OK, sister Yisheng, you see, you are aware of it, so you shouldn't be sad about it."

Zhao Yisheng picked up a glass of wine and drank it. It was icy, but not as cold as her heart.

She shouldn't be sad, but the pain in her heart can't be suppressed. She deliberately wants to get Lu Shiyi. Even if she has all the names on her back, no matter how hard she tries, Tang Yining is the only one in his heart.

It's pathetic and ridiculous.

Jiaqi tries to enlighten Zhao Yisheng, but Zhao Yisheng is indifferent. No matter how happy the songs are in the private room, she shrinks in the corner and drinks bottle after bottle.

The service came again and again, and the table was full of empty wine bottles.

After seeing that Zhao Yisheng was a little confused, Jiaqi quickly came forward and pulled the wine bottle in her hand, "Oh, let you drink, but if you drink like this, something will happen!"

"You, you let go!" Zhao Yisheng shouts, grabs the bottle in her hand, "give it to me, I want to drink it!"

"No! No more

"..."

while they were pulling, the door of the private room was pushed open again. A man in uniform came in with a basket and put the fruit plate and snacks on the table: "Miss, this is the fruit plate you ordered."

Zhao Yisheng looked up in a daze. She saw a man in the dim light in front of her. The outline of the man was hidden in the dark, but his eyes shone into her heart like the sun.

"You, you..." Zhao Yisheng pointed to the man, several of you in a row, that is, he didn't know what to say. After the man gave something, he nodded politely and turned away.

"Don't go! Lu shiye, you are not allowed to leave! " Seeing that the man was about to leave, Zhao Yisheng panicked, pushed away Jiaqi and ran to him, holding the man's waist, "don't go."

"Miss, I have the wrong person!" Han Shen pulls people down with a smile. Although he never refuses beautiful women, he doesn't like drunk people.

His hand force, directly pull Zhao Yisheng away from the body. Zhao Yisheng stepped back two steps and got closer. When she saw the man, her expression became lost.