Chapter 10

Pushing Feng Yue, he followed Zhou Wenyao walking in front of him in a warm and silent way. Occasionally passing through the window of the corridor, he could see that the sky at this time was already dark blue. Only the horizon in the distance could still see a faint golden red

At this time, the quiet corridor can only hear the crisp footsteps of the two people, the sound of the sealed wheelchair rollers gently rolling over the wooden floor, and the occasional wind.

The hearts of the three people calmed down together.

But such peace was completely broken after turning a corner together——

Warm looked at the gorgeous and publicity coming face-to-face, and slightly opened his mouth.

At this time, the huge living room of the closed house had already been arranged into another shape. The extended tables and chairs had already been arranged with candles, flowers and tableware. Two rows of orderly servants, dressed in supporting clothes, and the band that had already been ready, played light music almost as soon as the three of them appeared in the guest room. Behind them, The curtains of French windows fly up and down with the night wind outside

At least, everything looks good.

At this time, sitting with her back to them was a curly haired woman in a dark purple leaky back dress. Almost at the moment of hearing the music, she was surprised and turned to look at them. Unfortunately, such a surprise quickly froze in her face after seeing the warmth and closure behind Zhou Wenyao, Even the two words of intimate Wen Yao can't be completely said after two rounds of oral transfer.

After all, in her opinion, Feng Yue has begun to recover at this time, and his current identity is still her fiance. How can she

Such a tangle, Fang Qingya's face was green and white at this time, and it looked very strange.

But at this time, a strange uneasiness rose in her heart. Even she didn't know what she was uneasy about

Zhou Wenyao looked at Fang Qingya like this, and there was always a smile like nothing around his mouth. However, it seemed that there was some light ridicule in the smile, but he didn't know who the ridicule was aimed at.

He walked slowly forward for two steps with a smile.

"Qingya, it's too cold for you to celebrate your birthday today, so I called warm and ah Yue together. You shouldn't mind, should you?"

Warm

Fang Qingya's heart clattered again,

But listening to Zhou Wenyao's words and facing Feng Yue, how could she say "mind". She was just ready to be generous. The next second, she looked at the warmth coming out of the shadow and the skirt on her, Fang Qingya stood up.

This skirt... This skirt

She remembered what she saw in the magazine. The mysterious French handmade custom-made family produced the most popular one this year, and it was also the best birthday gift she had chosen to give herself this year. I remember that before, she only hinted to Zhou Wenyao when she was warm. Now this skirt is worn on this woman, a woman who is so poor that she wants to work at home! She doesn't think she can afford such a brand, and even if Feng Yue recovers, she can't spend a penny under Zhou Wenyao's "care", so except him

Thinking so, Fang Qingya's face slowly turned white, and her hand on the table was gently clenched.

What do you mean? What the hell does that mean!

She really wanted to rush to Zhou Wenyao and ask him loudly, but in full view of the public, her dignity and face would never allow her to do so.

Fang Qingya, who stood at the table with a particularly frightening white face, saw something wrong with her even warmth, but Zhou Wenyao seemed to see nothing. He just turned around and led warmth and Feng Yue forward. He also helped warmth open his chair, watched her sit down, and walked to the main position and sat down slowly in the direction of the door.

It seems that at this time, he saw Fang Qingya still standing in place, smiled and said, "Qingya sit down, don't you want me to pull a chair for you, huh..."

After teasing, Zhou Wenyao smiled helplessly. He was about to get up and walk towards Fang Qingya. It seemed that he wanted to help her pull a chair.

As soon as he looked at his posture, he looked at Feng Yue uncontrollably, saw his expressionless eyes, smiled and waved his hand, "no, no, Miss Song is a guest..."

By implication, she is the master and doesn't need it.

Seeing Fang Qingya sit down, Zhou Wenyao's smile faded, but Fang Qingya, who was still observing Feng Yue's expression, didn't notice this.

It's warm. Some people are stunned by their posture. Why do you always feel that these two people have become unfamiliar at once? They didn't return until recently

Forget it, it has nothing to do with her.

But when Feng Yue saw their performance, he slightly hooked up the corner of his mouth in his heart and lowered his eyes slightly.

Seeing that everyone was already seated, Zhou Wenyao waved his hand and stopped the band on the side. Then he looked at the kitchen and indicated that it was ready to serve. While serving, the servant on the side began to skillfully pour red wine for the four people present.

As soon as he finished pouring, Zhou Wenyao raised his glass and smiled, "Today is mainly Qingya's birthday. I don't like the excitement. Qingya doesn't like it either. I didn't call many people. I'm just going to celebrate at home. It's just that the four of us have never sat down and talked and got along well. Just take this opportunity, let's have a drink together... Oh, sorry, it's my problem. I forgot a Yue. You can't drink wine now , it's my mistake. It seems that this glass of wine... "

Zhou Wenyao didn't finish his words, but he looked at Feng Yue with a smile, but the malice in his eyes was not concealed at all.

Hearing the speech, Fang Qingya almost subconsciously looked up at Feng Yue, but she didn't want to just look up. She saw the girl sitting next to him almost without thinking. She picked up the red wine cup in front of Feng Yue, raised her head, got angry, stretched out her hand to pick up the cup in front of her face, and got bored again.

I don't know whether she drank too quickly or choked her throat. Just after drinking, the girl coughed violently. She coughed so much that her little face turned red, but she still wiped her lower lip, looked firmly at Zhou Wenyao, and then showed a bright smile, "Feng Yue can't drink, I drink, he can't eat, I eat, they are the same, right?"

Watching her slowly turn the empty red wine glass upside down, there was nothing dripping from it.

Fang Qingya was a little stunned, but Zhou Wenyao stared at her and suddenly smiled low. The more he laughed, the louder his voice was, and the more exaggerated his actions were. Finally, he even smiled with tears.

Hearing his laughter, Fang Qingya turned her head and looked at it with some worry, warm and slightly frowned.

Until Zhou Wenyao's laughter gradually stopped, he slowly put down the wine cup in his hand.

"Alas, it's really enviable, ah Yue. I've been envious of you all the time. You have a good family background, good looks, and a beautiful and generous fiancee. You went to the most famous university in China. Entering school is also the most dazzling existence in the crowd. Obviously, you always have a cold face, but there are still people coming up one after another to stick your hot face to your cold ass, which is not easy to boast Ash Zhili has become the president of the student union of the school since his freshman year. Knowing that you have a fiancee, the girls who confess to you are still like leeks after autumn. After one crop after another, they finish their jobs, and others are still bumping against walls everywhere. You have started to enter your father's company and manage the company of tens of thousands of people, again and again Once on magazines and TV... "

"It's really simple. You haven't suffered anything all the way. You've always been so smooth. All the roads ahead have been paved for you. Even if they haven't been paved, it's just the difficulty of flowing through a small puddle. Compared with the vast majority of people in the world, how unfair it is."

"Obviously he worked so hard and suffered so much, but he had a drunken father, a mother who was raped every day and had no other way but to cry. He didn't even know what it was like to eat every day. Although he looked good, he would always be laughed at by everyone in the class because he dressed the worst and ate the worst, because his parents couldn't afford to give gifts He was ridiculed by the teacher, and even the money for going to college was earned brick by brick on the construction site with the men in the village during the summer vacation. He thought that his life would change after going to college, but he didn't. He was ridiculed and looked down on. He could only look up at the dazzling man. He was obviously better, but everyone would not hesitate Vote for the cold man... "

"It's really unfair! Do you think so? Ah Yue..."

Speaking, Zhou Wenyao gently breathed out his breath, then with a smile, got up and walked slowly to Feng Yue's side.

Fang Qingya and warmth on one side have all been silent.

Obviously, Zhou Wenyao said "he" is himself.

He really suffered a lot, suffered a lot of sins, and was unwilling, but

This is not the reason why he hates others and hurts others.

Warm looking at the empty red wine glass in front of me.

At this time, Zhou Wenyao even opened his mouth again, "look at you. Even if you look like this, there will still be people who will not abandon you. Obviously, they have a high education, but they are willing to come to Feng's house to be a nurse. They are infatuated with you. To be honest, I really envy you..."

With that, Zhou Wenyao bypassed Feng Yue and came to the warm front. For a moment, the music sounded.

Zhou Wenyao bent down and stretched out his hand. "Beautiful Miss Song, I wonder if I have the honor to ask you to dance?"

Hearing the speech, she was not only warm and stunned, but Fang Qingya opposite her stood up suddenly in amazement.

"Zhou Wenyao..."

She cried out almost impertinently.

But Zhou Wenyao seemed not to see her at all, and still looked at the warmth in front of him seriously.

Warmth is almost ready to refuse without thinking, but her words haven't been said yet.

Zhou Wenyao bent his mouth, "if Miss Song knew Qin Xuemei, I don't think you would refuse me..."

Mom!

Warmth almost screamed, but her eyes widened quickly at this moment.

"Zhou Wenyao."

She also stood up and called calmly.

"Miss Song?"

Zhou Wenyao's hand stretched forward again.

Seeing this, he looked at Feng Yue, who was still sitting in the wheelchair without any response. He also looked at the man in front of him, took a deep breath, put his hand on the hand in front of him, and the voice became cold for a moment.

"Mr. Zhou, I can't dance. You should bear more."

Then he followed him to the open space.

And Feng Yue only felt the white yarn of the girl beside him passing by, and his eyes were scarlet for a moment.

Fang Qingya cares too much about the two people dancing together, and completely ignores the abnormal situation of Feng Yue.

At this time, Fang Qingya's heart has already been swept over by deep anxiety and panic. She doesn't understand. She really doesn't understand. Isn't the person Mingwen Yao likes her? They were still warm in bed last night, weren't they? Why... Why did he choose to invite such a woman to dance on such a day, in front of so many people, so indifferent to her feelings, why? Why?

Fang Qingya shouted in her heart and squeezed her hands in an instant. Her newly made nails were deeply embedded in her palm and printed deep red marks, but she didn't feel it and kept looking at the two people in front of her.

And the warmth over there said that he couldn't dance. It's not just talking. Basically, he stepped on each other's foot when he caught the opportunity.

But Zhou Wenyao seemed to have no pain at all. Every time he was stepped on, he didn't change his smile, but he kept jumping.

When the song was about to end, Zhou Wenyao immediately hugged the warm waist, pulled her who had been keeping a distance into his arms, stretched out his hand to hold the back of her head, and bowed his head to

The reaction was not warm and quickly widened their eyes, but their lips had not touched.

"Zhou Wenyao!"

"Zhou Wenyao."

Two voices sounded one after another.

The first one was cold and calm, with the bloody and killing gas coming face to face.

The second was anxious and flustered, accompanied by the sound of the glass being broken to the ground.

"Finally not installed?"

Zhou Wenyao turned his head slightly and his eyes became cold.

"Feng Yue."

The four eyes were opposite, and Feng Yue suddenly hooked up the corner of his mouth when he saw the other party's cold posture.

"Don't you already know?"

"Huh?"