I Love My Sweet Neighbor

A cold smile appeared on Long Yue's face.

"Yes, I am crazy. If a woman can't get the man she loves, she can't even stay by his side. Then, this woman will go crazy. I love Qingtian. I knew him before yun zhuran, and my feelings for him were also deeper than yun zhuran's. But it was that damn disease that forced me to leave him. But my heart is still in him, never changing."

Mu Qiaoyang knew that.

Indeed. Long Yue's heart was always on Mu Qingtian, even when he was abroad and far away. Even if Mu Qiaoyang was by her side and accompanied her without any regrets, it still couldn't be changed.

"Yes, you love big brother. You love him. But because of love, can this be? Can I lie to you?"

Mu Qiaoyang shook his head, his eyes filled with disappointment. At the same time, he took another step back.

"Qiao Yang, I'm sorry. I..."

"You don't have to say anything."

Mu Qiaoyang turned around and left.

Long Yue did want to explain, but when she saw Mu Qiaoyang's determined back, she gave up and waved at the back, "Qiao Yang, maybe in the future, you will understand me. It's all because of love. That's all."

Is it nobler to hurt someone for love than to hurt someone for hate?

Does that make sense?

But now, Long Yue doesn't care about anything.

As long as she gets Mu Qingtian, even if the world collapses and the world is destroyed, it has nothing to do with her.

Mu Qiaoyang didn't go back to the company, but found a bar and started drinking.

He was a restaurant owner himself, but it was ironic to think that he had to pay for a drink in another bar.

When the red wine flowed down his throat, he immediately felt a burning sensation.

"This is really strong enough." Mu Qiaoyang whispered.

The bartender was a young girl, and she said with great concern, "Sir, if you think it's too strong, I'll change it for a lower one."

Mu Qiaoyang pressed the glass down.

"Forget it. I still drink this kind of wine. After drinking it, my head is heavy. I might feel better."

Since he said so, the bartender stopped talking.

Mu Qiaoyang felt a little dizzy and rested on the table for a while. About five minutes later, he looked up and waved at the bartender to get me another drink.

"Sir, you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk."

"Sir..."

Without waiting for the bartender to speak, Mu Qiaoyang slammed the table.

"Stop it. Give me the wine."

The bartender had no choice but to serve Mu Qiaoyang another glass of wine.

Mu Qiaoyang took another sip and felt that the glass was much lighter. Just as he was about to lose his temper, a fragrance wafted over him.

"Sir, alone?"

Mu Qingtian was so disgusted that he took out a red note from his pocket and squeezed it between his two fingers, shaking it at the sound without looking at it.

"Here's your money. Let's go. I'll be fine by myself."

The woman pushed Mu Qiaoyang's hand back with the red ticket.

"Sir, my price is very high."

Mu Qiaoyang sneered and was about to say something sarcastic when he suddenly realized that the voice sounded familiar.

He looked up and saw that Yan Waner was standing in front of him.

"Yes, it's you... Miss Yan."

Yan Waner tilted his head and smiled.

Muzongcai, don't call me miss yan here. It's easy to misunderstand. Look, didn't you just misunderstand?"

Mu qiaoyang covered his face with his hands and laughed. He took the red ticket back and raced it back to his pocket.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I just misunderstood. Haha."

Just in time, there was a seat next to Mu Qingtian. Yan Waner leaned over and sat on the high chair. She turned her head and looked at Mu Qiaoyang.

"Mu Boss, I'm so free today."

"Leisure?" Mu Qiaoyang smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I don't feel at all relaxed. But I just don't want to do anything."

Opposite Yan Waner, of course, Mu Qiaoyang couldn't say everything.

In fact, he couldn't say anything. Even if there were a thousand or ten thousand dissatisfaction with this matter and they couldn't reveal it to the public. Because it was his family after all.

Yan Waner smiled charmingly, "Mu Boss, actually, I was at the company headquarters today. There's a meeting, a marketing plan, and everyone's waiting for you, but you just didn't show up."

Mu Qiaoyang shook his head, "You can talk. I'll just sign it last. No one thinks my opinion is important anyway."

Yan Waner said, "It's true, but someone said that you should let Mr. Mu huanjiang mu preside over the meeting instead of you."

Mu Qiaoyang curled his lips, "Let him come... Okay, I totally agree with his ability. He's better than me. But the question is, is it really appropriate for him to preside over the meeting?"

"Yes, of course not. Now that Mr. Mu Huanjiang is the acting president of Titan tike investment co., ltd., how can he preside over the meeting of the Titan tike?"

"Yeah, I think so too."

"What happened in the end?"

"In the end, the meeting was canceled. That's why I came out for a stroll. I didn't expect to meet Muzongcai here."

Mu Qiaoyang turned around and stared into Yan Waner's eyes.

"Really? That's a coincidence."

"Hehe, I also think that I usually have the habit of going to bars during the day, but this thing must be worn."

Yan Waner shook his sunglasses. After all, Yan Waner was a public figure, and he was afraid of being recognized outside. You know, fans nowadays are crazy, and god knows what they would do out of line.

Mu Qiaoyang didn't care about these details.

He took another sip of wine, but his mind was clearer than before.

It was probably because someone was talking to him that the alcohol's power decreased.

Yan Waner also ordered a cocktail. It was red and green. It was very nice. Her lips were as red as hers, like a beautiful picture.

"Miss Yan, oh, sorry, I forgot again."

Mu Qiaoyang patted his head in frustration.

Yan Waner didn't care and smiled.

Mu Qiaoyang continued, "I want to ask you a question. Have you ever been deceived by someone you love?"

"No."

Yan Waner's answer was straightforward.

Mu Qiaoyang was a little disappointed, so that his next topic could not be started.

Yan Waner took a sip and continued.

"But I can tell you that I lied to the person I love the most."

Yan Waner lowered her head, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, and at the same time, she sighed.

"Yes... What's going on? Can you tell me?"

Perhaps it was because he had drunk too much that Mu Qiaoyang became bolder. If it had been normal, he would never have asked that.

Yan Waner smiled. He looked up at the changing lights in the distance.

"Did I tell Muzongcai that I was an orphan?"

"Well, you said your parents abandoned you when you were a child."

"Oh, I told you. Look, I forgot." Yan Waner put the cocktail on his lips but didn't drink it. She waited quietly for a while before continuing.

"Later, I entered the orphanage, where I met him."

"Him?" Mu Qiaoyang thought he was a man.

"Yes. A boy. About my age. We grew up together. His wish was to be a doctor, so I said, I want to be a doctor too. So, we went to school together, worked together, and finally got into medical school together."

Yan Waner finally took a sip of the cocktail, but it was only a light sip.