Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Xu Zijin was taken aback for a moment, as if thinking of something, when he was about to catch up again, Lengsi City was already far away.

Nie Zhining took a few steps quickly and walked to Xu Zijin's side, pretending to ask casually: "What did you say to the senior?"

Xu Zijin shook his head: "I didn't say anything." Turning his head to look at the wound on Nie Zhining's face, it was blue and red, and asked worriedly: "Do you really need to go to the hospital?"

Nie Zhining shook his head: "No need. Do you still play? If you don't play, let's clean up and go back."

Xu Zijin looked at Nie Zhining as he walked away, how could he not know who he was thinking about?

Stomping and not convinced, what? If it wasn't for Sister Zipei's going abroad to give her a chance, or Gu Qingqing had a good father, on her terms, could marry Leng's family?

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Lengscheng walked to his car, opened the door and got in.

Looking at Secretary Cheng in the driver’s seat, he thought for a while and said, "Use your mobile phone to call the landline of Xishan Villa. Ask your wife if you have a better cold."

When Secretary Cheng was about to agree, the door of the car was opened with a "swish", and Mo Dongyang's head came in: "Who, whose cold is getting better?"

Lengscheng ignored him and added faintly: "Send a text message. A cold is a trivial matter. The point is, if she dares to infect me, she will be dead."

Secretary Cheng nodded, and Mo Dongyang still smiled: "Oh, is it the one who bit your shoulder to bleed? You can't usually tell, Gu Qingqing is such a wild person, huh?"

Leng Sicheng glared at him and coldly ordered: "Get off!"

Mo Dongyang immediately closed his mouth: "I won't say anything. Where are you going? You won't really go to the hospital?"

Lengsi City's pupils drooped, and without saying a word, he raised his head for a long time: "Do you have a quieter place to drink?"

This sentence touched Mo Dongyang's heart: "You can ask me if you can, but drink and find a woman, I am first-class! Go with my brother, absolutely no problem!"

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The bar that Mo Dongyang took him to was a clean bar. There was no wild singing and dancing, and no flashing neon lights. On the middle stage, there was only one resident singer playing the guitar, singing a lonely love song in a soothing and elegant manner. .

Mo Dongyang found a place by the window to sit down, ordered a few bottles of whiskey, and said with a smile: "The environment here is not bad, right? It's best for a sad man like you who is broken in love while drinking sullen wine at the window and weeping until dawn."

Lengsi sneered: "Am I broken in love?"

Mo Dongyang retorted sharply: "Have you ever been in love? Haven't you—have been in a broken love all the time?"

Leng Sicheng was too lazy to pay attention to him, and Mo Dongyang asked, "You threw the ball on purpose, didn't you?"

Lengs City poured himself a glass of whiskey. Holding the square cup with his white fingers, he said faintly, "Isn't this a natural thing?"

"How many years have passed, are you so?" Mo Dongyang is a bit incomprehensible. If it is possible that Lengsicheng was jealous three years ago, then Gu Qingqing almost became Nie Zhining's girlfriend. He almost got engaged to Xu Zipei. But three years later, he and Gu Qingqing have been married for three years, and Nie Zhining is also engaged to Xu Zijin. He still eats this kind of old vinegar, is it too exaggerated?

Leng Sicheng did not answer, and Mo Dongyang asked, "Do you like Gu Qingqing so much? When did you start?"