C45

The phone's ringtone woke Gu Xiangling, who was busy writing novels, from her sleep. In a daze, she picked up the phone and asked in a tired voice, "Who is it?"

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone. Gu Xiangling gave a few more "Hello" and was about to hang up. "The other party finally spoke." "Xiang Ling!" Gu Xiangling was still confused. "Who are you?"

"You can't even recognize my voice?"

"Gu Xiangling pondered for a long time before she finally remembered who the voice belonged to." Qing Hui? " The scar deep within her heart had cracked open again. She didn't want to say anything more to this person, so she just hung up the phone.

Mang Qinghui didn't call again, but Gu Xiangling was still added to the blacklist. She wasn't a person who was two-legged. Since it was broken, then it should be clean.

Moreover, she was already Song Mingjian's fiancée, and he was the only one she loved in her heart. How could she continue to interact with other men?

Mang Qinghui held her phone tightly and stood in front of the window, staring out at the bright spring sunlight. Willowthread elm pods, full of Fangfei garden. In his eyes, it was grey.

Behind him, the sound of light footsteps rang out. Qing Hui, just how long are you going to be depressed? " Xia Yinglan's heartbroken voice was so mournful that it seemed as if every word was dripping blood. A manly man cannot be forever immersed in the love of his children. "

"Mom!" "Mei Qinghui turned around, his eyes full of suspicion." Let me ask you again, was the death of Xiang Ling related to you? "

Xia Yinglan looked sorrowfully at her son, her eyes filled with tears. How many times do I have to tell you before you believe me? Mom is also a mother, how could she be so heartless? "

The doubt in Mang Qinghui's eyes didn't lessen at all. Xiang Ling was right. Besides Xia Yinglan, who else knew she was' pregnant '? He couldn't blame Xiang Ling for hating Xia Yinglan like that. If there really was a child in her womb, then she really would have lost a small life.

Xia Yinglan did not want to continue this topic. The more she spoke, the more distant their relationship became. Fu Siya, do you want to meet her or not? " Fu Siya was the daughter of Fu Nanyi, a cooperative client. The two families were friends for generations. Xia Yinglan knew the child well, and she had admired Mai Qinghui for a long time.

"What?" A cold smile appeared at the corner of Mang Qing Hui's mouth. I'll see you tonight. " Mother, why do you insist on ruining my happiness? Since you can hurt the woman I like, then I will hurt the woman you like as well.

Miss Fu, since you insist on wading into this muddy water, I can only let you down.

At the elegant West Orchid Garden restaurant, Mei Qinghui and Fu Siya entered the revolving door together. Immediately, a waiter in uniform with a rosy red bow on his collar came to welcome them. It seemed that Fu Siya was a regular customer here. Proficiently, she asked for a private room and ordered dishes.

"Qing Hui." Seeing Mang Qing Hui's absent-minded expression, Fu Siya called out to him. Mei Qinghui turned a deaf ear. Fu Siya shouted a few more times "Qinghui" before he heard it.

"Call me by my full name." Mang Qinghui said coldly. Being with someone he didn't like, even the slightest act of intimacy was something he hated from the bottom of his heart.

Fu Siya's smile froze on her face. She said softly, "Mr. Millet, please enter the private room."

The light in the room was very dim. With the gentle music and the faint fragrance of flowers, it was very romantic. It was truly a good place to date.

When she was with Xiang Ling in the past, she liked this sort of environment. Mei Qinghui stared at a rose candle on the table. In the flickering candlelight, Gu Xiangling's face vaguely appeared.

Seeing that he was silent, Fu Siya could not say anything. The atmosphere in the room was awkward for a moment, even the soft music sounded harsh.

After the waiter delivered the food and wine, Fu Siya first poured a glass of red wine for Mei Qinghui and then filled the goblet in front of her. Mr. Goose, cheers. " She raised her glass to Mai Qinghui, but Mai Qinghui grabbed it and drank it all in one gulp.

Fu Siya awkwardly withdrew her wine cup and elegantly cut a steak. She cut it into small pieces and didn't eat any of it. "Miss Fu, what do you want to do if you insist on meeting me?"

Mang Qing Hui suddenly asked, making Fu Siya unable to react for a moment. "Nonsense, what else can the young woman do if she were to ask a man out?" Mr. Millet, are you in a bad mood? "It would be better if we arrange to meet again another day." "" Fu Siya tried her best to restrain herself. She had been spoiled since she was young, and was now a princess who had grown up in her hands. Mang Qinghui's actions tonight had already touched upon her limits of tolerance.

"But I'm not in the mood to see Miss Fu again." "Mei Qinghui poured himself another glass of wine with an icy expression." You are young and beautiful. Surely not a loveless marriage, a heartless husband. "

Fu Siya looked at her with tears in her eyes. Mei Qinghui's words were too direct. They were like a sharp blade that ruthlessly pierced her heart.

The most painful thing in this world was to hear the person you loved say "I don't love you". Not only did I not love you, I even hurt you unrestrainedly.

Mang Qinghui looked at her painful expression and felt no pity. He continued to speak without mercy, "There is only one woman I love in my life. You will never fall in love with anyone else, Miss Fu. I advise you to be smarter and not waste your time on irrelevant people. "

He finished the glass of wine in one gulp. He stood up and walked out without even glancing at Fu Siya. When he passed by Fu Siya, she suddenly stood up and hugged him. He laid his head on his back and choked with sobs, "Am I going to be a fool? "I don't want your heart, I don't want you to be nice to me. As long as I live by your side, I can see you every day."

Mei Qinghui stood there, unmoved. Both of Fu Siya's hands boldly touched his chest. Her eyes immediately blazed as she mercilessly grabbed her hands and threw her onto the carpet. "Despicable!" "His mouth spat out a single word." Haven't you seen a man in eight lifetimes? So hungry? "

Under the dim light, the tears on Fu Siya's face were faintly discernible. Mang Qinghui hated her to this extent? He stood tall and straight, looking at her as if she were a drowning dog. " "If Miss Fu continues to harass me, I can see in the entertainment gossip one day that you have been humiliated instead of pursued."

He half squatted down and said harshly, "You really wish for that day to come, don't you? You women, the more ugly you are, the faster you'll be popular. "Isn't it?"

"No matter how well one's self-control was, it would never be able to withstand such humiliation, let alone a young miss like Fu Siya." "Mei Qinghui, you can go." After Mei Qinghui left, she struggled to get up, then picked up the wine bottle and gulped it down. The surging liquor made her cough continuously.