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Lu Shaoming faintly spat out two words, which sounded somewhat helpless and doting.

"Rascal!"

The reality proved that when he was young and arrogant, he was only a joke. She had never been able to see through Lu Shaoming's heart, and had instead caused his body to be covered with wounds.

The air in the room seemed to freeze in an instant. The silence was so oppressive that everyone was paying too much attention to the scene in front of them and ignored her existence.

She heard Su Mengyao's sweet and soft voice coming from inside. It was as clear and pleasant as an oriole, and even a bit choked up.

"Shaoming, she's just a woman who has been to prison before, she isn't compatible with you at all. What's so good about her? In terms of looks and looks, in terms of family background, I am stronger than Shi Wenqian in every aspect, but she met you before me, so you think you can live with her for your entire life? "

Lu Shaoming's calm and cold voice came out.

"Her disfigurement is my disfigurement. You don't understand. Even if the first person I meet is you, the person I choose in the end will still be her. The reason why I'm with her is only because I love her, and it has nothing to do with time. One day, you will also meet someone who suits you. To me, you are just obsessed with me, you can't get what you want, I am not as good as you imagined, if not, why would Shi Wenqian hate me so much, you don't understand me at all! "

Shi Wenqian was deeply moved by his words. Not because she was touched, but because she felt it was laughable.

His sweet words were just a cannonball wrapped in sugar, and sounded so sincere that only she knew they were all lies.

Lu Shaoming was originally a cool and handsome person, when he was with her in the past, most of the time she chattered non-stop.

However, he was always so charming when he spoke of love. This was his personal charm, but unfortunately, he was too hypocritical and cunning.

These words were most likely meant for those present. They were meant to be spoken for the public to see him being a great and loving husband to business celebrities.

Five years ago, no one present understood the truth and no one knew how she had entered the prison. That was why they believed that everything was her fault.

However, Lu Shaoming actually knew that she had returned with hatred, she did not expect that he would see through her thoughts like this, even though she had concealed her feelings well.

After Su Meng Yao heard this, she shook her head.

"No, Shaoming, my feelings for you are real. After so many years, the person in my heart is still you, I can't forget about you!"

Shi Wenqian did not continue listening to him, and lightly closed the door of the private room, preparing to take a breather. There was an outdoor balcony on the top floor of the pub, which was actually a pretty good place.

The top floor was empty and quiet, and no one came to the place. Everyone should be indulging in the night life of the city, which was full of splendor and excitement.

This was a place to pant and pacify those whose minds were empty and drunk.

Once he raised his head, he could see the clear night sky. He could see tens of thousands of lights and city A had caught his eyes.

The wind that blew in head-on mixed with a cool breeze made Shi Wenqian shiver uncontrollably, the heat in his body slowly cooled down, it was almost autumn time.

After standing on the top floor for a while, Shi Wenqian subconsciously reached into his pockets. He was addicted to cigarettes, so he had to touch for a while to realize that he was currently in the process of quitting smoking.

During her five years in prison, she had developed a habit of smoking, otherwise she would not know how to face the darkness and terror of the night by herself.

Smoke was as good a thing as wine, and it made one forget the unhappy things for a while.

The phone in her pocket rang. She took a look at the caller ID and saw that it was Lu Shaoming's number.

She immediately hung up and walked back. Not long later, Lu Shaoming sent her a message.

Lu Shaoming: Where?

When Shi Wenqian was about to exit the private box, he did not expect to meet Su Mengyao.

Originally, she didn't intend to care about it, she had planned to directly go around it. However, she hadn't expected that Su Mengyao would take the initiative to walk in front of her and block her path.

Su Mengyao was still as proud and arrogant as before. She still had the same pure and clean temperament as before. Everyone in the entertainment circle called her "Immortal Sis".

"Shi Wenqian, you have won in the end. Speaking of which, in every aspect, I am stronger than you, but in terms of feelings, I am still a loser. Shaoming has always been the perfect male god in my heart. "

Shi Wenqian chuckled.

"No, we are all losers, but you are luckier than me because you have never truly seen his terrible ruthlessness, and because he doesn't actually love me."

"Shi Wenqian, sometimes what people see might not be real. They need to use their heart to feel it."

Su Mengyao was about to say something, when she noticed a tall and straight figure from the corner of her eyes. She swallowed the words that were about to leave her mouth and curled her lips.

"Shaoming, if there's a chance, let's drink tea together."

"I won't send you off. As a public figure, you can't come out for too long. This will cause a commotion. I don't want to attract the attention of the media's paparazzi."

The meaning of this sentence was to expel her. It meant that she had been out for too long. It was time for her to return.

"Yeah, I should go."

Su Mengyao elegantly turned around and left, leaving behind an enchanting smile.

Shi Wenqian pulled open the private box's door and was about to go in, but just as she was about to put her hand on the private box's door handle, a pair of wide and warm big palms covered her hands.

Lu Shaoming pressed his head against her shoulder. It was a little heavy, and his voice sounded deep and magnetic. His breathing was warm, and all of it sprayed onto her neck.

"I want to go home."

"There are still a lot of people waiting inside. Young Master Lu, isn't it better for you to just leave like this without a word?"

Shi Wenqian said with a smile.

Being hugged like this gave him the illusion of intimacy, a way of being intimate between lovers.

"Ignore them. Let's go home!"

used the word "home", "home" was what Shi Wenqian longed for the most. In the past, she really wanted to share a home with Lu Shaoming, having the warmth of a home.

It was a pity that everything was just because she was too naive. Hearing the words that came out of Lu Shaoming's mouth now, she felt that it was extremely funny and could not help but sneer in her heart.

The place they were going to return to was not a "home," but a house. The word "home" was too sacred to be tainted.

After saying that, Lu Shaoming's large palm tightly grabbed onto her hand. It was the type of method that ten fingers were interlocked with each other as he grabbed her hand and turned around to forcefully leave.

This kind of way of holding hands was too intimate, as if they were the most intimate of lovers. Shi Wenqian was not used to it, and after struggling several times, he was still unable to successfully break free.

On the contrary, her hand was being held even tighter by him, so she could only let him go.

It was only until they got in the car that Lu Shaoming finally loosened his grip on her. He leaned his back against the back of the car, looking out the window at the beautiful scenery that had passed by.

As she waited for the traffic light to disappear, her hand was suddenly seized by a pair of large, powerful hands. The palms of her hands were gently slid by a gentle force.

Shi Wenqian's body suddenly stiffened. She turned her head and saw Lu Shaoming looking at her with a smile that was not a smile.

Under the dim light, his dark eyes were bright and dark. He looked so deep that no one could see through him. He felt scared.

Lu Shaoming's sexy mouth suddenly formed a charming smile, and his other big palm extended towards her.