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"Shen Dongyi, I regard you as a brother. You'd better not interfere with the matter between me and Shen Qianqing!"

The domineering tone made Shen Dongyi frown. Shen Qianqing looked at Shen Dongyi whose expression suddenly changed, and suddenly felt infinite guilt in his heart. If it wasn't for himself, he and He Yifan should have always been good friends.

"He Yifan, let me go!" Shen Qianqing said angrily, "You hurt me!"

"Does it hurt?" He Yifan said with a cold smile, "Does it hurt your hand or your heart?"

He believed in her wholeheartedly, and had her figure in every dream of the future, but how could she put herself aside for Shen Dongyi?

"You..." Shen Qianqing was speechless for a moment, she didn't know what to say, but her brows frowned even more.

Just when Shen Qianqing didn't know how to solve the predicament in front of him, he felt his wrist loosen, and hurriedly withdrew his hand. When he raised his head again, Shen Dongyi and He Yifan were already wrestling together.

"What are you two doing?" Shen Qianqing exclaimed and wanted to pull the two apart, but it didn't work for a long time. The two handsome men in suits and leather shoes were torn together like hooligans. If it gets out, no one will believe it.

What's more, these two are well-known young talents in this city, and they are the prince charming in the hearts of many beauties.

"If you're a man, you shouldn't make things difficult for a woman!"

Shen Dongyi said bitterly, and punched He Yifan in the face. Shen Dongyi, who usually looked gentle, was familiar with fighting, which really surprised Shen Qianqing.

"A man shouldn't miss his brother's woman!"

He Yifan counterattacked without showing any weakness and punched Shen Dongyi in the face. The two of them came back and forth, and within a short while, they were all wounded, turning into a bruised nose and swollen face, which made people speechless.

Shen Qianqing frowned and stood aside, and gave up the idea of ​​fighting, quietly watching the two men wrestling for him, feeling a little depressed suddenly, but he couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was. , I don't know how to resolve this emotion.

"Go ahead, I'm leaving!"

Shen Qianqing left a word coldly, picked up the bag she had just thrown aside, patted the grass clippings and dust on it, turned and entered the gate of the community, ignoring the astonished expressions of the two men behind her.

The moment Shen Qianqing turned around, tears fell out without warning, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she hadn't shed tears for a long time, but today's tears came without warning.

She didn't feel like crying, but the tears became more and more violent, as if all the grievances in her heart had been transformed into hot tears.

She just wants to simply have the simplest happiness, why can't she?Why does she want to experience the pain of this dilemma?

Shen Qianqing covered her mouth with one hand to prevent herself from crying, but her heart felt uncomfortable.

What happened to her life?How did it become like this?

When she reached the room and the door was closed heavily, Shen Qianqing cried wantonly. In fact, she didn't understand why she felt so wronged.

Obviously she was the one who chilled He Yifan's heart and let down Shen Dongyi's love, but she still felt wronged...