Drunk in love

Part 6

he smiled lightly: "feng zheng, you probably have a little misunderstanding about the relationship between me and ju han, we have only been each other's companions for so many years, and his scandal is true or false, and it has little to do with me." he decided to tell the truth, because he didn't want feng zheng to dwell on this issue, in fact, in his private heart, he probably felt that it was better for him to wait until feng zheng found out on his own, so it was better for him to say it first and appear calm.

feng zheng unconsciously clenched his fists, and his voice sank: "so song juhan said that you are a member of his harem, not a joke." somehow

pretended to smile lightly.

feng zheng leaned back in his chair and looked at him with his chest, and a sharp light burst out from those long, narrow and deep eyes, as if he could clean people inside and out.

why was he uncomfortable with him, and took a sip of wine from his glass.

"for so many years, you and song juhan have been friends --- cannons?" feng zheng's tone was cold and tinged with anger.

he paused for a moment, and his tone was also serious: "feng zheng, my relationship with ju han has nothing to do with outsiders, today is for you to pick up the wind, we still don't talk about other people." "what

, i can't even ask?" if there was no song juhan, you would have been my person. he sighed

, "don't mention the previous things again, how many years have passed."

feng zheng leaned towards him, and there was a chilling chill in his obsidian pupils, and at the same time, he said a piercing sentence: "but you like him." somehow

his heart trembled slightly, and he lowered his head disguisedly and did not speak. <

feng zheng sneered, "you like him, you have been sleeping with him for so many years, watching him change this and that, you don't even dare to put one, why, are you not mean?"

why did he throw away the chopsticks with a snap and look at feng zheng expressionlessly: "feng zheng, i invited you to dinner not to let you teach me a lesson, i have nothing to do with you, we will not meet again in the future, i wish you a bright future." he stood up.

feng zheng also stood up, and he roared lowly, "i just don't want to!" why

froze.

"why did you choose that bastard?" he doesn't like you at all, what do you want? is there anything he can give you and i can't?

why did he turn his head back and look at feng zheng calmly: "song juhan doesn't like me, it's not his fault, he doesn't owe me anything, i don't want him anything, everyone is an adult, how i choose to live and who i live with is my own business." good bye. he walked

out of the box, checked out at the front desk, and walked out without stopping.

when he came out, he found that he had forgotten his umbrella in the box, so he had to brave the gentle drizzle and walk quickly.

running to the parking lot in one breath, he opened the car door and went inside, only to unload his arms.

why, are you a? <

feng zheng's words pierced into his heart like a needle, making him feel hot until now.

in fact, in addition to the things related to song juhan, he has a strong sense of self-esteem at any time, he can complete almost impossible tasks for self-esteem, for self-esteem to bear the responsibilities that could not have been borne, for self-esteem to give up the opportunity for promotion and salary increase, it seems that he builds self-esteem elsewhere, just to be crushed by song juhan, he can give himself a little left.