One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

Looking at the two in front of him, Long Muyun couldn't believe that Zhuang Chuchu would really leave him.

Long Muyun felt weak all over for a moment, and fell down to his seat.

"Chuchu." Long Muyun called Zhuang Chuchu weakly, with despair in his voice.

Seeing Long Muyun's appearance, Zhuang Chuchu's heart softened, and she almost cried.

Fortunately, An Zihao hugged her tightly at this time, lending her strength, otherwise Zhuang Chuchu would definitely rush to Long Muyun to hug him.

"Chuchu." At this point, Long Muyun didn't know what else to say, so he could only keep calling Zhuang Chuchu's name.

An Zihao sat in front of Long Muyun with his arms around Zhuang Chuchu, and said, "Are you Chuchu's ex-boyfriend?"

Long Muyun raised his head to look at An Zihao, the anger in his eyes replaced sadness.

Feeling Long Muyun's powerful aura, An Zihao thought he couldn't admit defeat, so he puffed out his chest.

Long Muyun looked at An Zihao and found that his temperament was completely different from his own. It seemed that Zhuang Chuchu had indeed changed a lot.

"Long Muyun, do you have anything else to do?"

Zhuang Chuchu felt very uneasy in this atmosphere, hoping to escape from the scene quickly.

"Chuchu, listen to my explanation."

Zhuang Chuchu looked at Long Muyun waiting for his explanation, but Long Muyun immediately said: "I'm sorry, it's not now, I will definitely explain to you in the future."

Zhuang Chuchu sneered, looked at Long Muyun coldly, her heart turned from sadness to anger.

She recalled all kinds of things about Long Muyun and Gu Nuoxi, and the harm they caused to herself made her unable to calm down.

"That's enough Long Muyun, I've heard enough of your clumsy excuses."

After Zhuang Chuchu finished speaking, he stood up and went out. Long Muyun grabbed Zhuang Chuchu, hoping that she would spend more time with him.

Zhuang Chuchu raised his hand, but Long Muyun's hand slipped down.

An Zihao followed Zhuang Chuchu and left.

Only Long Muyun was left sitting in the dining room in a daze.

Long Muyun took out his phone and called Mo Nanchuan, only told Mo Nanchuan his location and hung up.

Afterwards, Long Muyun drank one glass after another, and within a short while, the bottle of red wine disappeared.

When Mo Nanchuan arrived, Long Muyun had already passed out drunk on the table.

Mo Nanchuan sighed, helped Long Muyun and left the restaurant.

After Zhuang Chuchu left the restaurant, she felt weak all over. If An Zihao hadn't arrived in time, she would have fallen to the ground.

An Zihao looked at Zhuang Chuchu's sad face, his heart was full of pain, and he comforted him, "It's all over, I'll take you home."

Zhuang Chuchu thought to himself: Is everything over?Has the happy time between me and Long Muyun passed away?Long Muyun will never appear in his life again?

Thinking of all this, Zhuang Chuchu squatted on the ground and burst into tears.

The sad cries disturbed An Zihao's mind, and he didn't know what to do, so he could only quietly stay by Zhuang Chuchu's side.

After Zhuang Chuchu cried enough, she said to An Zihao, "Thank you, Zihao. If I didn't have you today, I really don't know what would happen."

An Zihao helped Zhuang Chuchu up, gently stroked her head and said, "It's okay, as long as you need me, I will be by your side."

As he spoke, An Zihao showed a trademark smile.

Looking at An Zihao's smile, Zhuang Chuchu felt much calmer in her heart.

Because Zhuang Chuchu squatted for too long, her feet became unstable for a moment, and her body threw herself forward.

An Zihao took Zhuang Chuchu into his arms and said softly, "I'll take you home."