He is more fickle than Fengyue

This is the first time that Lu Beichen touched her when he was sober. In the past, he was asked to be drunk so that the two of them would communicate in this regard. It is probably because of his sobriety that he turned the only lamp It's all closed, and it seems to be extremely disgusted to see her face.

So Lu Beichen couldn't see that Bo Yan's face was paler than a ghost, couldn't see that her tears were sinking into the pillow one by one, that Bo Yan was covering her mouth, and there was a shattered sound in her throat from the pain. Lu Beichen was moved, but tortured her even harder.

The phone rang in the dark, Lu Beichen went to answer the phone, and finally stopped hurting Bo Yan, the huge room became quiet all of a sudden, so quiet that Bo Yan could hear Song Qianqian's scream, "Ah!! Get out of here, you all get out of here."

Song Qianqian was acting like a demon again, Lu Beichen was sure to be fooled, and as expected, Lu Beichen quickly turned on the light and dressed carefully.

"Don't hurt me, please, don't touch me, brother Beichen, save me!!"

"What's going on?" After saying this, Lu Beichen had already fastened his belt.

"Boss Lu, Ms. Song has gone crazy again, please come to the hospital quickly." On the other end of the phone, the nurse was about to cry, and Lu Beichen frowned, "You take care of Ms. Song, I'll be right over."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Beichen couldn't wait to leave. Boyan was like a piece of discarded garbage. Ever since Song Qianqian called, Lu Beichen had never looked at her stingily, leaving only her back in a hurry .

"Lu Beichen!!"

Bo Yan didn't know why, but where did she get the courage to call his name, trying to prevent him from leaving.

In fact, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Bo Yan already regretted it. He felt that Lu Beichen would not care about him at all, but he never thought that Lu Beichen would turn around and ask, "What's the matter?"

His stop made Bo Yan hastily say with the only glimmer of hope, "Lu Beichen, you are not allowed to go...not..." not to go to Song Qianqian.

"Oh, I almost forgot." The man let out a low laugh, interrupted Bo Yan's words, his eyes were not warm, "I haven't paid you yet, no wonder you won't let me go."

wow.

As if a basin of cold water poured down her head, the blood in Bo Yan's whole body became cold, "What, what are you talking about?"

She was holding the quilt tightly, her body was trembling uncontrollably, Lu Beichen was very upset when she looked like she was being violated, he directly took out his wallet, took out a stack of banknotes and threw it at her face, "Bo Yan, with your filthy and disgusting body, it’s really cheap to give you money.”

"Also, don't take yourself too seriously, do you think I really want to touch you, if Qianqian didn't pity you and begged me to do this, even if I touch a bitch, I wouldn't touch you, who is so disgusting thing."

"Who wants Song Qianqian to be pitiful, and who wants her to cry like a cat and a mouse and pretend to be merciful? Lu Beichen, get out, get out of here." Bo Yan couldn't bear it anymore, her voice was hoarse, and the papers flying all over the sky were accompanied by the man's disgusted tone, "There is no cure .”

Lu Beichen never spared any effort in humiliating Bo Yan. One by one, the pink banknotes fell on the soft carpet, and then the man stepped on them and left without looking back.

Even though such a thin piece of paper passed across Bo Yan's face, it was like a cold and sharp knife trying to cut open her face, exposing the bloody flesh and blood.

Bo Yan was trembling with anger, raised her eyes to look at the closed door, suddenly her whole body lost strength, what stupid thing did she do just now, she actually wanted Lu Beichen to stay by her side regardless of Song Qianqian, it was just taking her own way disgrace.

She mechanically stretched out her hand to press her heart. She thought that her heart had long been hardened in this hopeless marriage day after day. Why did it still hurt so much?

The pain spread through all the limbs, she endured the pain and put on her clothes, gritted her teeth, picked up the pieces of paper with tears in her eyes, and at the same time trampled her dignity to pieces.

She knew that from the moment Lu Beichen threatened her with Bo Nian, she would no longer have dignity, but Lu Beichen, do you still remember what you said back then?

...

"Lu Beichen, do you think Song Qianqian is prettier, or me?"

"boring."

"Oh, what do you say, what do you say."

"you."

After being bored for a while, the word squeezed out of her throat made her happy, "Then if Song Qianqian and I fell into the river at the same time, who would you choose to save?"

"Bo Yan, are you finished?"

"It's not over, hurry up and talk."

"Do you even need to ask? Of course it's to save you. Whether Song Qianqian lives or dies is none of my business."

...

Let the light go by, everything has changed.

Song Qianqian, who used to be none of my business, has become Lu Beichen's darling, but she, Bo Yan, can't even breathe properly.

In the middle of the night, Bo Yan held the crumpled money, closed her eyes, and knocked her head against the bedside table.

The forehead that was bruised before was seeping blood again, dripping from the forehead.

Holding a handful of money, Bo Yan took the elevator expressionlessly and went downstairs again.

People coming and going saw her and avoided them like snakes and scorpions. Some guests were even frightened, "Damn!! What the hell, it's going to scare people to death in the middle of the night!!"

It's no wonder that Bo Yan's clothes are tattered and torn, barely able to cover the important parts, and the makeup on her face is even more messy. The blood on her forehead has stopped, but the blood stains have dried up on her face. When everyone sees her, But it's just hell.

When Zhou Rong saw her, she couldn't believe her eyes, "Miss Bo, are you okay?"

Bo Yan brushed Zhou Rong's hand away expressionlessly, and said in a cold and hoarse voice, "Go away, don't touch me."

"Sister Rong, she doesn't appreciate it, what do you do with her?" The other waiters saw the money pinched in Bo Yan's hand. , "No wonder she is just a waiter, she is dressed so coquettishly tonight, it turns out she has some other purpose."

Jealousy always makes people beyond recognition. As soon as the words started, someone immediately echoed, "That is, in this kind of place, as long as you are willing to go all out, are you afraid that you will not make money?"

"It is said that Miss Bo was one of the most famous ladies in Jincheng back then."

"Returning a lady, bah, shameless."

"Chunjianghuayue's rules, have you all forgotten, do you still want to do it?" Zhou Rong snapped.

According to the rules of Chunjiang Huayue, you can't gossip behind your back. Once Zhou Rong spoke, everyone didn't dare to babble any more. They just said, "Sister Rong is really partial."

"Miss Bo, I'm sorry, I'm the one who can't discipline, these little hooves..."

Bo Yan interrupted Zhou Rong, "Is there anything to clean up?"

"Yes, yes." Zhou Rong said quickly, "I'll take you there right away."

After Bo Yan cleaned up and was in a mess, she received a call from Song Qianqian. On the receiver, the other party was very emotional, "Bo Yan, you shameless bitch, how dare you seduce Brother Beichen!!"