The second floor is the western restaurant. The corner on the right is next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, which happens to be able to avoid the eaves of the first floor and see the panoramic view of the entrance of the lobby.

The white Ferrari turned off the ignition and stopped at the door so calmly, despite the horns of many luxury cars behind him, the man in the car remained indifferent.

Gu Nanshu sat down at a nearby place, and looked out of the window with his head hooked.

I hope he leaves early, but I don't want him to drive away by himself.

For more than half an hour, the lobby manager stepped forward several times, trying to get Lu Jingchen to move the car, but all failed.

In the most serious dispute, Gu Nanshu saw the man open the car window, and then a stack of red banknotes floated out of the car window like snow, and threw it all over the ground.

On the second floor, the hoarse voice of the man could still be faintly heard.

"Let them take a detour!"

The lobby manager saw that he was in a bad mood and recognized him, so he didn't dare to force him. He just asked people to collect the money silently, and then went to discuss with the cars behind, and persuaded them to leave one by one.

Glancing inadvertently, Gu Nanshu saw a female driver behind, took out her mobile phone, and snapped a burst of photos of Lu Jingchen's car.

Gu Nanshu frowned unconsciously.

After waiting for another 5 minutes, Xie Hui hurried over, helped the half-drunk and half-awake man out of the driver's seat, and moved him into the back seat of the car.

Then the door of Ritz Carlton regained its smoothness.

……

After Gu Nanshu returned to the apartment, less than half an hour later, Song Xiangsi came over with a medicine box.

"I'm really sorry to bother Ms. Song at such a late hour..."

Due to excessive blood loss, Gu Nanshu's face was extremely pale, and the body propped up by the entrance was also weak and dangling, as if he would fall down at any time.

"you……"

Song Xiangsi saw that something was wrong with her at a glance, reached out and touched her hands, the cold feeling of iron from his fingers was transmitted immediately.

Gu Nanshu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, tilted his body, and fell directly on top of Song Xiangsi——

When she woke up again an hour later, she was holding a bottle in her hand, and Song Xiangsi was sitting on the head of her bed, flipping through something.

Due to the loss of eyesight, Gu Nanshu squinted his eyes, only to realize that what she was holding in her hand was the diary she had written many years ago.

Seeing her wake up, Song Xiangsi frowned, then quickly closed the diary, and put it back on her bedside: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to look through your things, but just happened to find that it was opened ...I, I'm so curious about Mr. Fu and your past...I can't help it..."

"It's ok."

Gu Nanshu smiled, "It's all from the past, and it's not a secret that can't be told."

"I always thought your life was good." Song Xiangsi looked sideways at Gu Nanshu, "But after reading your diary, it doesn't seem to be the case. I always thought that you were unkind and unworthy of Mr. Fu, but now I know It turned out that good fortune tricked people. You must hate the person who broke you up, right?"

Gu Nanshu was taken aback.

Lu Jingchen's figure suddenly appeared in his mind, with distinct facial features.

"I don't hate it." She shook her head and said, "Being separated can only prove that the love is not deep enough. It's my fault."

She has thought about it.

She thought she had never been obsessed with A Yuan.

From the year she married Lu Jingchen, she should have only regrets about A Yuan.

It's just that when I was young and ignorant, I could always afford it and couldn't let it go. In the end, I let myself go through the most struggling and painful six years of my life.

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