Chapter 62： 0062: Cry if you want

Fu Yunshen frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. Instead, he handed over another wine bottle, because he knew that the other party needed vent at this time, not comfort.

Nangong Jue was stunned for a moment.

"Vent it out, it will be comfortable." Fu Yunshen gestured to the wine bottle.

Nangong Jue stopped, he didn't like the way he was out of control.

"Don't forget, I'm not only a surgeon, I'm also a doctor of psychology, Arjue, all you need now is to vent." Fu Yunshen directly stuffed the wine bottle into his hand.

Nangong Jue looked at the wine bottle in his hand, and then really smashed it again, then got up and kicked down the coffee table, and smashed the TV stereo, etc., but after a while, the most beautiful wine in the entire clubhouse The luxurious private room became a mess.

"Are you comfortable?" Fu Yunshen drank the remaining red wine in his glass and threw the glass to the ground.

Nangong Jue took a breath, turned and walked out.

Fu Yunshen looked back at the private room, shrugged, the one million private room was ruined like this, rich and willful.

Yan Zimeng ran out and was caught by Yang Jinxuan: "Mengmeng."

"Brother Jinxuan." Yan Zimeng turned her head back with red eyes, and pulled a smile that was uglier than crying, "Why did you come out too?"

"I don't trust you."

"I'm fine." Yan Zimeng shook her head.

"How can you be fine like this?" Yang Jinxuan frowned, finding that she was not wearing a coat, so he hurriedly took off his suit and wrapped it around her, "Get in the car first, I'll take you off Go back." Then he pulled her into his car and left the clubhouse quickly.

"Brother Jinxuan, thank you." Yan Zimeng was very sad.

Yang Jinxuan sighed, then stopped the car on the side of the road, turned to look at Yan Zimeng: "Cry if you want to cry, you don't need to pretend to be in front of Brother Jinxuan."

"I'm fine, really..." Yan Zimeng smiled and shook her head, but tears fell down.

Yang Jinxuan was so heartbroken that he stretched out his hand, but he didn't dare to hug him.

Yan Zimeng suddenly hugged him: "Brother Jin Xuan, I have something, I really have something, I'm so sad..."

"You don't know." Yan Zimeng shook her head, "I really like Arjue, I know it was wrong for me to leave back then, but I also want to fight, but it's only been three years. , how did he become like this? He wasn't like this before... Did he fall in love with Han Binglan? Isn't he divorced? Why does she still occupy Arjue's heart? Why does she still exist?"

"Ajue will definitely be yours." Yang Jinxuan patted Yan Zimeng's back, "Don't worry, I will help you." A sharp look flashed in his eyes. , Han Binglan, don't blame me.

"Brother Jinxuan." Yan Zimeng hurriedly stood up, raised her hand to wipe her tears, "I'm sorry, I lost my way, I'm just too sad, talking nonsense..."

"Mengmeng." Yang Jinxuan reached out and held Yan Zimeng's arm, "Remember, Brother Jinxuan will help you no matter when."

"Thank you, Brother Jinxuan." Yan Zimeng lowered her eyes, hiding the smug look in her eyes, Han Binglan, don't blame me, you can only blame yourself for provoking my Arge.