Mr. Bo, you are out of favor

Looking at Song Linyue's figure, Bo Yinyin frowned. This girl was hurt by love, which made people feel distressed.

At this moment, Lin Shu's cell phone on the table rang. He glanced at the caller ID and swiped to answer it.

Lin Shu's mobile phone is relatively high-end, and Bo Yinyin can't hear the sound from the radio waves clearly.

After a long time, Lin Shu said in a deep voice, "I see." Then he hung up the phone.

Bao Yinyin turned her head to look at Lin Shu, she blinked, her slender eyelashes trembling: "Ashu, are you leaving again?"

Lin Shu raised his hand and rubbed Bo Yinyin's hair, his voice was soft: "No, silly girl, it's Song Linyue's business."

Bao Yinyin remembered that she asked Lin Shu to investigate Han Chuan in the central shopping mall in the afternoon, but she didn't expect Lin Shu to be so fast.

She leaned closer to Lin Shu, and asked in a low voice, "Ashu, Han Chuan...is he really taken care of by that rich woman?"

"No."

"Then what happened to what Song Linyue saw?"

Lin Shu paused and said in a low voice, "Song Linyue's mother didn't agree with them being together, so she talked to Han Chuan."

Bo Yinyin frowned: "What happened to that rich woman?"

"Song Linyue's mother arranged it."

Bo Yinyin felt a little sympathetic to Song Linyue. The man she loved deeply was not accepted by her mother, and she used this method to force him to leave.

……

Song Linyue was a little dizzy, she drank a little too much, and now she was a little bit over the top, she pushed open the door of the bathroom in front of the sink, reached out and patted her face, trying to wake herself up, she took a deep breath, looked at the mess in the mirror I feel a little funny to myself.

Obviously it was Han Chuan, that heartless man who let her down, but after so many days, she couldn't let him go. The more she forced herself to forget him, the more she missed him crazily and wanted to find him.

Song Linyue felt that she was worthless.

She wiped the water on her face, wiped it clean, and staggered towards the door of the bathroom. As soon as she reached the door, she collided with the man coming from the opposite side. Song Linyue almost fell and was embraced by the man who was walking towards her. inside.

Song Linyue was in a bad mood at first, she was a little angry, and struggled to push him away: "You don't have eyes, how can you walk."

Han Chuan was startled, he never expected to see her again, this woman who had appeared countless times in his dreams.

His body froze, he suppressed the soreness in his heart, let go of the woman in his arms, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."

Song Linyue was stunned for a while, and a familiar voice sounded in her ears. She raised her eyes to look at the man she hadn't seen for a long time, her eyes were slightly red.

Song Linyue lowered her head slightly, her long black hair covered her embarrassment at the moment.

She paused, raised her eyes to glance at the man in front of her, and snorted lightly: "I think I'm the one who doesn't have long eyes, dare to eat my tofu... Long time no see, little boy!"

Han Chuan felt sour in his heart, he paused, and said softly, "Long time no see, Miss Song."

"Is this with your 'old mistress'?" The ironic words came out of Song Linyue's mouth like a biting wind: "It's different for a rich woman to be on the list. They all come to the river to spend. You said I want Don't say hello to the waiter and let him kill you, a richer little boy?"

After speaking, he turned around and walked out. Han Chuan looked at her leaving figure and felt a little cold, and the clothes on his chest were wrinkled by him.

Song Linyue's eyes were slightly red, she didn't want to stay in this restaurant for a moment, she felt sick when she thought of the picture of Han Chuan staying with his lover, her chest seemed to be hollowed out.