Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

When Wen Liang was studying abroad, he did have a crush on her, otherwise he wouldn't have paid special attention to her.

She knew that his hobby was photography, and he also discovered that she had some talent in this area. He also asked her if she wanted to learn photography, but she refused.

But later, for some unknown reason, Wen Liang alienated him and moved out of the apartment he introduced.

After that, Wen Liang returned to China and deleted all his contact information, and the two lost contact.

That good feeling was not enough to support him to return to the country with her, and he gradually left this person behind.

Until one day, after work, he opened a group chat on his mobile phone and saw a familiar account—perhaps because QQ has not been commonly used in recent years, her avatar and nickname have not changed.

In fact, he was one of the original initiators of the Mountain and River Photography Competition and has been one of the judges of all previous years.

Huo Dongcheng did not expect that the two would meet again because of photography, nor did he expect that Wen Liang would sign up for his photography course.

Only then did he realize that she had lost her memory and had forgotten about studying abroad that year.

Huo Dongcheng was a little embarrassed at that time, and he actually didn't have much thought when he proposed the invitation.

However, after learning that she was the ex-wife of his cheap half-brother Fu Zheng, his mind changed unknowingly...

Huo Dongcheng's eyes fell on Wen Liang's face.

There was a faint blush on her cheeks, her eyes were moist and moist, and the ends of her eyes were also red, with a bit of charm that she didn't usually have.

"Come on, I'll take you back."

"No, I still want to drink."

Wen Liang picked up the ready-made glass of wine in front of him and drank it in one breath.

Huo Dongcheng stood up immediately, held her wrist with one hand, and took the half-liquid wine glass from her hand, "Stop drinking!"

Wen Liang glared at him and reached for the wine bottle on the table, "I want to drink it!"

Damn Fu Zheng!

Minutes of her forgiveness taken back!

Wen Liang had just blown on the bottle, and Huo Dongcheng dodged the bottle and put it far away.

"give me!"

Facing her aggrieved and accusatory look, Huo Dongcheng hesitated for a moment and then said with determination, "You can't drink any more. I'll take you back."

"I don't, please leave me alone."

"Don't be willful."

"I don't, Fu Zheng, you are so annoying."

Huo Dongcheng took Wen Liang's arm and pulled her up.

Wen Liang hugged the table tightly with her other hand.

Huo Dongcheng reluctantly let go, "Okay, you drink."

He took back the wine bottle and glass and placed them in front of Wen Liang.

Wen Liang glanced at him suspiciously, picked up the wine glass, and slowly brought the rim of the glass to his lips.

While drinking, he raised his eyes to look at him.

As if to see if he would stop it again.

Huo Dongcheng couldn't help laughing.

The warmth of being drunk is a little different from that of being sober. It's much cuter and more willful.

After drinking half the cup, Wen Liang let out a long sigh, lowered his head, and raised his hand to pinch his bulging eyebrows.

After making sure that he would not stop him again, Wen Liang filled himself up again and tasted one mouthful after another.

Huo Dongcheng sat down opposite her again, "Why are you drinking? Is there anything sad?"

After a warm pause, he smiled foolishly, raised his eyes to look at him, and murmured, "Fu Zheng, don't you know? How could you not know..."

Huo Dongcheng: "..."

It’s related to Fu Zheng.

Does she like Fu Zheng very much?

Fu Zheng was entangled with Chu Siyi not long ago, how could he be worthy of her?

Huo Dongcheng licked his back molars, "...I made you sad?"

Wen Liang slowly put down the wine glass, stared at the table, remained silent for a long time, and whispered, "Fu Zheng, you really make me love and hate you..."

As she spoke, her voice trembled slightly, with a hint of sobs.

Huo Dongcheng moved his fingers.

Her eyes were filled with tears unknowingly, hanging precariously on her lower eyelashes, crystal clear.

Black Crow Crow's eyelashes flickered, and tears fell down on the table.

Huo Dongcheng suddenly felt a stab in his heart as if nothing happened.

She loves Fu Zheng very much.

How is Fu Zheng worth it?

Wen Liang wiped the corners of his eyes and drank all the wine in the cup.

Huo Dongcheng said nothing more and watched her drink more wine, lying on the table drunkenly and clamoring to continue drinking.

He took the cup away from Wen Liang, paid the bill, picked up Wen Liang, walked out of the bar, and put him in the back seat of the car.

Wen Liang was already drunk and unconscious, lying motionless on the back seat.

Huo Dongcheng made a circle and got into the passenger seat.

"Sir, where are you going?"

"Hotel." Huo Dongcheng said.

The driver started the car and headed to the hotel where Huo Dongcheng lived.

Halfway through, Huo Dongcheng's cell phone rang. It was a call from his secretary.

Huo Dongcheng answered the call, and the secretary on the other end of the phone said, "Sir, Madam and Miss Lin have come to Jiangcheng. They are currently at Jingmao Hotel. Madam wants to see you."

Madam refers to Huo's father's second wife, Huo Donglin's biological mother, and Huo Dongcheng's baby mother.

"nighttime then."

"...Madam said she wants to see you now. She has something urgent to do with you."

Huo Dongcheng paused and said, "I will go over later and ask her to wait for a while."

"Okay, by the way, sir, Fu Yue surrendered."

Huo Dongcheng looked back at Wen Liang, who was sleeping peacefully, "I understand."

The secretary didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.

Huo Dongcheng put the phone back into his pocket and played with his fingers.

After his men captured Zhang Guoan, they interrogated him immediately. Huo Dongcheng had a rough idea of ​​what happened that year.

But Zhang Guoan hasn’t arrived in Jiangcheng yet.

Thinking about it now, if she was so sad today, she must have found out the truth through Fu Zheng and Fu Yue.

When they arrived at the hotel, Huo Dongcheng asked someone to open a new room and brought Wen Liang up.

He was about to put Wen Liang on the bed when suddenly, Wen Liang opened his eyes.

Huo Dongcheng was stunned.

"vomit--"

When Huo Dongcheng reacted and threw Wen Liang away, it was already too late.

Wen Liang vomited, a lot.

Her clothes, sheets, and Huo Dongcheng's clothes were not spared.

A sour smell wafted over.

Huo Dongcheng had a look of disgust on his face and quickly took off his coat and sweater and threw them far away.

When he raised his eyes, Wen Liang was already lying on the bed and asleep.

Huo Dongcheng: "!"

He stepped forward, held his breath, rolled up his shirt sleeves, quickly took off Wen Liang's down jacket and threw it into the corner, and carried Wen Liang to his room as quickly as possible.

He took a glass of water in a disposable cup, asked it to cool down and rinsed his mouth.

After gargling, Wen Liang continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

Huo Dongcheng smiled helplessly, put down the water glass, took out his mobile phone and called the life secretary and asked him to buy a women's down jacket.

Then Huo Dongcheng took a quick shower, changed his clothes and went out, leaving a note for Wen Liang before going out.

During this sleep, Wen Liang slept until the afternoon before waking up.

She opened her eyes and found that she was in the hotel. Regardless of her head, which was about to explode in pain, she sat up and checked her clothes.

Except for the down jacket, I still have everything on me.

so far so good.

Wen Liang lay back again and closed his eyes.

She recalled carefully that when she was in the bar, three men came to harass her, and then... then it seemed that Fu Zheng came?

"How long do you want to sleep until?"

A voice suddenly came from the side.

This voice sounded like it was not Fu Zheng.

Wen Liang suddenly opened his eyes and found the owner of the voice, "Brother Dongcheng? You...why are you here?"

Huo Dongcheng smiled softly and gritted his teeth, "This is my hotel room!"