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The man raised his hand and forced a smile on his face.

"I'm fine, but I drank a little too much at the banquet."

Hearing this, Zhou Yue frowned even tighter: "You are talking nonsense, at the banquet, you obviously drank fruit juice."

"You pay attention to me?" Su Zimo's eyes have been looking at the woman's cheek with nostalgia.

"I don't," Zhou Yue said unnaturally, "Everyone else is holding up wine, but you are holding a glass of orange juice, and everyone will pay attention."

Su Zimo just smiled and said nothing.

Zhou Yue unconsciously clenched her sleeves, "Don't change the subject, tell me what's going on, you usually drink at banquets, you're not old, and you don't drink too much, why did you suddenly start drinking at banquets?" Orange juice?"

Su Zimo said: "Recently, I feel a little uncomfortable. The doctor advised me not to touch alcohol, and I will be fine after a while."

"What's the condition?" Zhou Yue frowned.

"A little illness," the man said, coughing twice again: "Unfortunately, this glass of good wine is gone, I'm going to get another glass."

He was about to leave when Zhou Yue grabbed his arm.

"Don't drink, you don't drink, what's the point of me drinking alone?"

"It's fine to have a drink with you." Su Zimo didn't seem to care.

"Okay, I don't have a hobby of torturing patients. Tell me first, what kind of disease do you have? There should be a name for it."

Zhou Yue was relentless.

Su Zimo seemed to have nothing to do with her, and sighed slightly.

"It's really nothing, it's just that I drank a little too much this year, do you want me to show you the inspection report?"

Zhou Yue actually agreed: "Okay, you can get it now."

Su Zimo smiled helplessly: "Well, I don't know, I thought you and I are still..."

After the man's words reached this point, no one continued, and Zhou Yue's eyes turned cold in an instant.

Su Zimo stopped the topic at the right time: "Okay, I'll get it, you wait for me here, after dinner, I'll send you back."

Men have always made arrangements, even if he tied her here forcibly now, he still told her about his arrangements.

Zhou Yue had calmed down, Su Zimo was a man who kept his word, she nodded slightly, and the man quickly left the room.

After the man left, Zhou Yue looked around.

It's not that she wants to run away to check the terrain, it's just because this is Su Zimo's bedroom.

She has not been here for a long time.

Zhou Yue bent down, picked up the shards of glass on the ground, wiped them clean, and put them in his pocket.

After finishing a series of actions, Zhou Yue was taken aback.

Before, she thought of committing suicide many times, but because of Mu Xueli, she never succeeded.

Everyone says that if a person really wants to die, no one can stop him.

... But Mu Xueli did it. Every time she wanted to secretly end her life, he was always the first to sense it, and rushed over to throw away the things she used to commit suicide.

From small knives to glass shards, Zhou Yue almost put them in his pockets, and Mu Xueli would be the first to find out and then take them out.

At this moment, Zhou Yue only needs to hold this fragment and slide it lightly to end her life.

But now, she doesn't want to die.

Perhaps, her depression has been completely cured.

Zhou Yue was about to pick out the shards of glass that had just been put in his pocket when there was a knock on the door.

She paused, Su Zimo entered his own room, would he knock on the door?

She walked over and opened the door.

The one outside was not Su Zimo, but the woman she saw at the banquet, actress Pan Jiaxin.

Zhou Yue's expression froze instantly.

Pan Jiaxin seemed to know she was here a long time ago, so she spoke leisurely.

"Oh, not bad, you hooked up with Zimo when we first met, and I said you look like me to this extent."

Zhou Yue pursed her lips: "I used to be his fiancée. If you say I resemble you, in the order of first come, first come, you are also like me."

Pan Jiaxin narrowed her eyes slightly: "You mean, I'm a big star, like you, a little-known [-]th-line artist?"

Zhou Yue leaned against the door and said coldly: "I don't want to say that, but if you insist on telling me these things, I can only talk to you.

No one likes being told that they look like another person, let alone being someone else's substitute. You are a movie queen, and you insist on talking about who you look like. Do you want to say that you are the face of the public, or are you afraid of others? Didn't know you were rude? "

Pan Jiaxin was slightly startled, and after realizing it, she gritted her teeth and said, "Are you scolding me?"

"I don't want to scold you, it's you who scolded yourself," Zhou Yue sneered, "I won't have anything to do with Su Zimo, don't worry about it, it's just a meal with friends, if you don't want him to Eat with me, you go and tell him, don't bother me."

After speaking, Zhou Yue wanted to close the door.

She and Pan Jiaxin are not from the same world, and talking to each other is a waste of her time.

Anyway, to her, just having a meal with friends is nothing at all.

If Pan Jiaxin's 'current girlfriend' doesn't like it, then go talk to Su Zimo, she won't bother.

Pan Jiaxin seemed to be pissed off, and she insisted on pushing against the door, preventing Zhou Yue from closing it.

"You woman, you have really pushed the blame away completely. I don't allow you to be here, so get out of here!"

Zhou Yue was impatient.

"Go to Su Zimo and say, ok? He helped me get here."

"So what if he brought you here? You don't even look at your identity. If he likes you and lets you stay here, you really take yourself seriously. Who are you? But It's just a broken shoe and a cheap hoof!"

Pan Jiaxin yelled angrily.

The next second, the woman on the opposite side refuted her again, but just looked at her deeply: "You know everything about me?"

Pan Jiaxin felt inexplicably terrified at the sight, and nodded decisively.

"Yeah, I know, I forgot to tell you just now, Zimo told me everything that happened to you before, and he said that he will only look at you now, so he won't touch you.

You are dirty to him.

Otherwise, you are still alive, how could he choose me?

Obviously, even if what you just said is true, he used me as a substitute, but whether it is his wife candidate or a relationship, I am his high-quality choice.

Zimo also told me that now when I think of being with you, I feel sick. "

Zhou Yue's face was extremely ugly.

She covered her ears and screamed loudly: "Stop talking!"

Pan Jiaxin sneered, insisting on poking the woman's wound.

"Why, are you talking about something you don't want to hear? Zhou Yue, you just..."

Before Pan Jiaxin finished speaking, she suddenly felt a pain in her stomach.

She looked down, Zhou Yue did not know when she took out a shard of glass, all of which was covered in blood.

The bright red liquid flowed to the ground bit by bit.

"You..." Pan Jiaxin clutched her wound tightly.

Only now did Zhou Yue's pupils focus slowly, and she was stunned when she saw the scene in front of her.

"me……"