Kick the kid and run away! The president of the empire begged her to remarry with red eyes

Some past scenes flashed in Gong Zeming's mind, the sweetness and laughter of the past. He was stunned for a moment, but then shook his head: "That is in the past, and we should all look forward to it."

Mo Xiaonai's expression changed slightly. She took a deep breath and deliberately showed a hint of helplessness: "Maybe I am too attached to the beauty of the past. But I hope you know that no matter what happens, I am willing to be by your side. "

Mo Xiaonai's words caused some ripples in his heart, causing him to fall into thinking about past memories and reality.

But then Gong Zeming felt upset. He knew that Mo Xiaonai's appearance would bring more twists and turns to his life. With complicated thoughts intertwining in his mind, he decided to end this confrontation and find some peace of mind.

"Mo Xiaonai, I think we have nothing to talk about." Gong Zeming frowned slightly, trying to stay calm in his words.

A trace of regret flashed in Mo Xiaonai's eyes, but she quickly returned to smiling, as if nothing had happened. "Miyazawa Ming, life is full of unknown miracles, isn't it?"

Gong Zeming took a deep breath, and he realized that continuing to entangle with Mo Xiaonai would only make him fall deeper into it. He stood up and nodded politely to her: "Sorry, I still have things to deal with and can't stay here any longer."

Mo Xiaonai's plan gradually advanced. Through her clever words and actions, she deeply influenced Gong Zeming's heart. In her opinion, the emotional conflict between Gong Zeming and Mu Shiwen is an excellent opportunity for her to achieve her goal.

It's all under her control, and she's skillfully weaving an elaborate emotional trap. On this night, she succeeded in making Gong Zeming fall into entanglements and thoughts about feelings.

After leaving the high-end restaurant, Gong Zeming walked out of the bright neon lights, but the annoyance in his heart still remained. He wanted to find some friends to spend time with and dissipate his inner confusion.

Under the neon lights, Miyazawa Ming walked in the night. His steps seemed a little heavy, as if he couldn't easily get rid of the turmoil in his heart. He dialed his cell phone and sent a text message to a group of close friends, inviting them to go to the bar to spend time together.

The vibrating frequency of the phone gradually increased, and responses scrolled rapidly on the screen. Gong Zeming looked at the replies from his friends and felt a sense of warmth in his heart. This is the companionship he longs for and the best medicine to make him forget his troubles.

Walking on the night streets, he couldn't help but recall bits and pieces of the past, like flipping through a scroll of time. Those laughter, tears, and moments shared together became a part of his heart. Perhaps, in friendly exchanges, he can find some answers to his doubts.

As the appointed time approached, Miyazawa Ming hurried through the busy streets, his steps quick but full of anticipation. The neon lights of the bar flash in the night sky, like a starry fantasy. He pushed open the door of the bar, and the sound of music and lively chatter and laughter suddenly flooded into his ears.

The sign of the bar gradually came into view, and the neon lights outlined the outline of the night. Opening the door, Gong Zeming entered this space filled with the strong aroma of wine. The music was humming in the bar and people were chatting with each other in laughter. Gong Zeming found a corner, friends arrived one after another, and the atmosphere gradually became warm.

In the warmth of friendship, Gong Zeming gradually relieved his inner anxiety. They chatted and laughed, and the stories were mixed with memories and expectations, which made him feel the colorfulness of life. Perhaps, in this night, he could find some relief and temporarily forget about the emotional turmoil.

Friends were already waiting inside. When they saw Gong Zeming's arrival, they all waved and said hello. Laughter and greetings intertwined into cheerful notes, filling the air in the bar.

"Miyazawa, you're here!" A friend patted Gongzaiming's shoulder enthusiastically.

"Everyone is waiting for you here, sit down quickly, you're welcome!" Another friend pulled up a chair and motioned for him to join this happy gathering.

Gong Zeming smiled and nodded, feeling the sincerity of his friends. At this moment, the troubles in his heart seemed to be washed away by this warm current. Everyone toasted to celebrate, and the collision of wine glasses was a celebration of friendship and expectations for the future.

"After drinking this cup, let's not talk about those messy things again, okay?" A friend toasted and invited.

"You're right, let's just talk about fun tonight, don't let worries ruin this wonderful night!" Another friend agreed with a smile.

"Hey, Miyazawa, do you still remember that time we hiked and climbed the mountain together?" A friend couldn't help but pull Miyazawa's arm, his eyes flashing with memories.

"Of course I remember. The scenery that day was so beautiful. It seemed like we became part of nature." Miyazawa smiled, feeling the warmth of friendship.

"That summer, the charity run we organized together was also an unforgettable experience." Another friend joined the conversation, with deep emotion in his eyes.

"Yes, everyone worked together and paid a lot for charity, but seeing the smiles on the faces of those who have been helped makes everything worthwhile." Miyazawa said with emotion.

In the memory, the street seems to extend into a corridor of time, and every bit of the past becomes clear and real in this night. Their conversations were like intertwined melodies, permeating the tranquility of the night.

"Do you still remember that time we were camping at the beach?" Miyazawa took the initiative to join the memory team, wanting to make this night more fulfilling.

"Oh, of course I remember. The starry sky that night was particularly beautiful, as if it was a stage lit up for us." A female friend said happily, with the light of stars shining in her eyes.

There was a relaxed atmosphere in the bar, and Gong Zeming gradually forgot the troubles in his heart in the company of his friends. Laughter, conversation, and fun make the night even better. This night seemed to be the medicine he needed, allowing him to regain his peace of mind.

"It seems that a beautiful woman has arrived, Gong Zeming. I'm so lucky tonight!" My friend pushed Gong Zeming excitedly. He hadn't been to romantic events for a long time, and he really couldn't be interested at all. "I have nothing. Interested, you eat and drink well, I'll pay for it today," Miyazawa Ming responded without looking back, and then drank alone in the corner.

The dim lights in the bar reflected her elegant appearance. She was wearing an evocative red dress and sitting elegantly on the sofa in the corner. Her friends’ eyes are attracted to her

Deep music echoed in the air, filling the air with a mysterious atmosphere. Mo Xiaonai's figure was like a stream of red light, as eye-catching as a shooting star in the night sky.