In the bar, Nan Qiyu sipped the red wine lightly, elegantly attracting people's attention, her pale face showed a sickly beauty under the soft light, which had a special taste.

Mu Xingyao gave up persuading, and sat by the side, sipping juice.

"Xiao Xin, I really envy you."

Mu Xing raised her eyebrows, envious of herself?

"I have nothing to envy. You really can't drink any more. You are very weak. You should stay in bed."

Nan Qiyu shook her head, drank the red wine in the glass, curled up on the sofa and said quietly: "I envy you for your easy life and having a lover by your side, how nice it is."

When she said this, there was a look in her eyes, as if she was talking about her dream.

"I also thought before that I would have a home. When I was injured, I could go back to recuperate and heal the wound. It's just that I never had a home." Nan Qiyu wiped the corners of her eyes. She did not have a home. He didn't even say a word when he abandoned her, but she gave everything for him like a moth to a flame.

"You're drunk, I'll take you home." Mu Xingyao reached out to help her, but was grabbed by the wrist.

Nan Qiyu's hands were bone-chillingly cold, the coldness seeped from the bones, and when people touched it, goose bumps appeared all over their bodies.

"Xiao Xin, I won't forgive myself. It's been almost nine years. I haven't lingered in guilt for a day. People see the appearance of the scenery, but they don't know how dirty and cruel it is behind the scenery."

Mu Xingyao patted her arm reassuringly.

"Don't think so much, don't drink anymore." Holding Nan Qiyu's hand, she actually went to get the wine glass again.

Nan Qiyu smiled and pushed Mu Xingyao away, picked up the wine bottle and poured it into her mouth in big gulps, the gurgling sound made Mu Xingyao feel her throat hurt.

The empty wine bottle was still on the ground, Nan Qiyu stood up staggeringly, fell to the ground again, and began to cry.

Mu Xingyao had no choice but to see Nan Qiyu's cell phone, and asked hesitantly, "I'll call your family, what's the password?"

Nan Qiyu lay on the sofa and said a series of numbers in a daze.

Turning on the phone, Mu Xingyao looked at several numbers in her phone number book, Nan Shixun, Jun Shaohua, herself and another phone with no name, there were only four in total.

After hesitating for a while, he called Jun Shaohua.

The phone rang and was hung up. Mu Xingyao looked at the person lying on the sofa with pity, and called again, but the result was still hung up. She had no choice but to send a text message: She passed out drunk at the Red Leaf Bar , hurry up.

Jun Shaohua pressed the woman under him, holding the phone in his hand.

"Hmm... Use your strength." The woman below noticed that he had stopped, and moaned impatiently.

Jun Shaohua put the phone away, pulled the woman up and bumped into her frantically several times, got out of bed, got dressed and left.

The woman heard the sound of closing the door, and picked up the phone: "Annie, the bitch is gone, go to the Red Leaf Bar to pick him up."

"Got it." Annie put down the phone, with a sneer on her lips, Jun Shaohua!

In the Red Leaf Bar, Mu Xingyao asked the waiter to bring over warm water, helped Nan Qiyu to sit on the sofa, and watched her face full of tears, helpless.

She is pitiful, but she is unforgivable. Jun Shaoqing said that no matter what reason she has, it is not an excuse to hurt others.

Thinking of asking Tang Yuan to come and take her back to Jun's house, the door was pushed open just as she picked up the phone.

Jun Shaohua was taken aback when he saw Mu Xingyao, and then looked at Nan Qiyu, with a smug smile unconsciously on the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, this woman had to taste the slap before she would give herself a chance to approach This is a woman named Gu Xiaoxin.

"Sorry, I'm late for the meeting, what's wrong with her?" Jun Shaohua eagerly came over to support Nan Qiyu, but grabbed Mu Xingyao's hand and kneaded it.

Mu Xingyao pulled away in disgust, and stood aside.

"She drank a lot of wine, so I had to ask you to pick her up."

Jun Shaohua laid Nan Qiyu flat on the sofa, turned around, looked at Mu Xingyao and smiled gently and harmlessly.

"It's hard work for Miss Gu. She is like this. She never thinks about others. She is too willful."

Mu Xingyao didn't want to talk to Jun Shaohua, took her bag and prepared to leave.

"President Jun, since you're here, I'll take my leave first."

Where is Jun Shaohua willing to herd Xingyao to leave, he stepped forward and took her arm.

"Since we met, why are you in a hurry to leave?"

Mu Xingyao felt cold, looked at Jun Shaohua and asked, "She just came back from the hospital, shouldn't you be in a hurry to send her home?"

Jun Shaohua was not angry with her angry eyes and questioning tone, and cast a sideways glance at Nan Qiyu: "Our marriage has long existed in name only, and she and I are together for their own purposes, Xiao Xin, you don't know How desperate I am, a marriage without feelings makes people miserable..."

Mu Xingyao didn't want to stand face to face with him, so she took a step back to Nan Qiyu.

Jun Shaohua thought that his appearance, family background, and Jun family's status in City A were enough to make any woman flock to him, and the little girl in front of him didn't leave, which was enough proof.

He took a step forward to pull Mu Xingyao's hand, but the wrist was pinched by a cold hand, the strength was astonishing.

Looking back at Nan Qiyu who had opened her eyes, the cruelty in Jun Shaohua's eyes made Mu Xingyao's heart tremble. People really can't be judged by appearances. The Jun Shaohua in the past and the people now are simply two extremes.

At that time, when I saw Jun Shaohua, I always felt that he was quite pitiful, not to mention the faint herbal smell on his body, and he was not allowed to drink tea. Now when I look at Jun Shaohua, I feel cold in my heart, a man from a wealthy family, which one? Is it simple stuff? !

"You kicked off your own flesh and blood just now, and you are still interested in flirting with others in front of me?"

Nan Qiyu struggled to sit up, gritted her teeth and said to Jun Shaohua word by word, Jun Shaohua's face turned pale instantly.

"Haha, good, good, Jun Shaohua, tell me with such a face, do you still have a little conscience?" Nan Qiyu laughed loudly, with desolation, pride, and hatred.

Opening the bag, he took out the hospital's medical certificate and handed it to Jun Shaohua, pointing to a line on it, he said: "Five weeks pregnant, miscarriage due to external impact."

Jun Shaohua snatched it over, opened the case above with trembling hands, his eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Is it my child? It's my child, right?"

"I'm not as nasty as you, what do you think?" Nan Qiyu was half awake, squeezed Mu Xingyao's palm when she stood up, and whispered while Jun Shaohua lowered her head, "Let's go."

Mu Xingyao was grateful at this moment, at least she didn't continue to hurt herself.

Jun Shaohua rushed up, grabbed Nan Qiyu's neck, Nan Qiyu pushed Mu Xingyao away, and told her to go quickly with her eyes.

Mu Xingyao rushed out of the box with her bag in hand.

[Tomorrow's plot: the camouflage of some characters began to be torn off...]

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