She looked at her son sitting opposite and said kindly, "son, if Xiaoyu's personality and dream like family style are added, it will be perfect."

Mentioning ou Mengru, what flashed in Anxin's eyes. His eyes were dark and didn't say anything.

"Before, my mother always set you up with Xiaoyu because my mother didn't know her family background at all. She just thought she was kind and kind." Su Xiuling also began to worry, "I just understood this temper, but a mother like Lin Qin, if she becomes an in laws with her, she will make a big joke. It's too uneducated, and she likes to show off."

Here, in the living room, Su Xiuling is still persuading her son.

Anxin listened carefully and made no statement. Su Xiuling continued to talk.

Over there, in the design department of Bailian Group building, as the sky was getting dark, colleagues came off work one after another.

The dark night came in through the window, enveloping Fang Xiaoyu in the office chair.

There are no missed calls on the phone.

Anxin never called her

As the night grew darker, Fang Xiaoyu's sense of loss became heavier. Finally, a man took the car key and walked out of the office.

It's already ten o'clock.

The apartment shared with Su Xiaoxiao checked out a few days ago. I thought I could live and settle down all the time.

A cold wind blew, and a bitter smile came up on her lips. It was really that the plan couldn't keep up with the change.

She is doomed to be homeless tonight.

Lin Qin must want to strip herself alive.

At night, Fang Xiaoyu drove to the bar.

Because she was sad, she wanted to drink very much. She wanted to get drunk, sleep and wake up without anything.

Bar music is loud and neon lights flicker alternately, which is the best way to show the psychedelic nightlife.

Fang Xiaoyu put her hands in her sweater pocket. She pulled her scarf, buried her head, and squeezed herself into the dancing crowd.

In the middle of the dance floor, someone is dancing striptease. The music is very strong, and the hot body is intertwined. The picture is very exciting, even with a little inappropriate for children.

Finally, she squeezed into the bar. She stared at the handsome bartender and said, "give me the strongest wine."

The blonde bartender glanced at her, hooked the corners of his lips, and handed her a glass of "the strongest wine, make a cup drunk and drink slowly."

"Thank you."

Sitting down on the bar stool, Fang Xiaoyu enjoyed the hot dance in the middle of the dance floor while drinking.

The naked man and the sexy woman are close together.

The music was loud and all kinds of lights flashed.

She drank one mouthful after another. Because she was sad, she wanted to get drunk.

I'm Anxin's girlfriend, but I'm not close to him. I haven't even kissed him. What kind of communication is this?

She has to pretend to have a good relationship with him, show love alone, accept all kinds of ridicule from her colleagues, and create the illusion of cohabitation together.

She was really tired. Her lips were slightly hooked and she took another sip of wine.

Not far away.

A tall man with exquisite appearance sat in the arc sofa in the VIP area. He folded his legs gracefully, tasted the wine and stared at the glitz around him.

His eyes are very light. He hasn't been here for a long time and can't find his initial feeling.

Until ten minutes later, the man got up and went to the bathroom. When he came out, he inadvertently saw the woman who was flushed and drunk alone at the bar. He raised his eyebrows. Isn't this the woman who smashed the store 101 of Berian today?

I heard it's Anxin's new girlfriend?