Love Burns Out: Mr. Li Loves Me

The box did not become quiet at this point, so no one noticed Wen Rong at all. Everyone's attention and conversation were focused on Chu Yan, who had a dimpled smile.

Her original seat was next to Li Zhengting, but now Chu Yan was sitting there.

Wen Rong stood at the door, like an out-of-place spectator. She didn't even have the position to step forward and ask Chu Yan to move aside.

Because she knew that doing so would only bring humiliation upon herself.

Wen Rong was about to turn around and leave, but Chu Yan, who had been chatting and laughing with others, seemed to have finally noticed and said reluctantly: "Wen Wen, where are you going? Come and sit next to me."

Everyone in the box looked at Wen Rong, and for a moment, gloating eyes moved back and forth over her.

Chu Yan looked around and said shamefully, "Did I take Wenwen's seat? Wenwen, I'm sorry, I'd better sit in the wheelchair..."

Wen Rong looked at Chu Yan and wanted to get up, but was stopped by a pair of strong arms beside him.

"You haven't recovered yet, sit still first."

Listening to Li Zhengting's words, Chu Yan smiled slightly with curved eyebrows, her pair of peach blossom eyes shining brightly under the light.

Chu Yan pouted and refused: "Then you find a way to let Wen Wen stay, otherwise I will leave with her."

Wen Rong couldn't help but frown, and tried to suppress the bitterness in her heart and wanted to go out, but was stopped by a familiar voice behind her.

"Wen Rong, come and sit down."

Wen Rong slightly increased the force on the door handle with his fingertips and finally suppressed the urge to run away.

While she was hesitating, Li Zhengting came to her side, and the familiar sharp smell of tobacco invaded her nostrils.

With a sweet and cloying geranium scent.

Li Zhengting came to her side, stretched out his hand and brought her into his arms, leaving no gap.

When Chu Yan saw this, her eyes dimmed for a moment, and then quickly disappeared without a trace.

Li Zhengting took Wen Rong to sit on another single sofa. Wen Rong lowered her head and said in a voice that only Li Zhengting could hear, "I want to go home."

Li Zhengting paused and was about to say something when a scream came from the other side!

"What happened to Miss Chu?"

With a sound of falling, Chu Yan fell to the ground, and the wheelchair at his feet was accidentally pushed one meter away.

Before Wen Rong could wait for his answer, Li Zhengting rushed to Chu Yan as fast as he could and picked her up sideways. Every move he made was filled with a desire to protect her.

This intimate contact caused whistles and boos in the box.

Chu Xiu Ze's originally worried expression gradually turned into calmness, especially when he saw Wen Rong being left out, he felt indescribably happy in his heart!

Chu Yan hugged Li Zhengting's shoulders tightly with both hands, her oval face was very pale, and she looked particularly pitiful.

Chu Yan is not a delicate little white flower, but a woman with a rich face and beautiful aggressiveness.

But the fragile expression and posture that this kind of appearance occasionally reveals are particularly pitiful.

Li Zhengting's movements were very gentle, fearing that she would feel the slightest discomfort.

His eyes, which had always been indifferent and distant to everything, finally showed some warmth of concern.

Chu Yan looked so embarrassed that she didn't know where to look. She looked totally at a loss, like a child who had done something wrong.

It makes people reluctant to blame him, and even reluctant to say a harsh word.

"I'm sorry, Zhengting. It's all my fault. I wanted to sit in the wheelchair and give my seat to Wenwen, but my legs are not strong enough to hold me back!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to hit his knee, but Li Zhengting grabbed his wrist with a sullen face!

"What are you doing? No one here will blame you, and Wen Rong won't mind it. Just sit still, and I'll take you home later."

Chu Yan then burst into laughter and winked at Li Zhengting playfully, causing him to curl his lips in a rare move.

"Sister, don't worry! During the years you were abroad, Brother Li always kept you in his heart and never forgot about you for a moment."

Chu Xiu Ze reached out and touched Yun Sheng’s face, like treating a pet.

"It's not like some insignificant toys. When you're in the mood, you play with them. When you're not interested... you kick them away! A fake is a fake. You can never take it for real."

Chu Xiu Ze's gaze drifted towards Wen Rong's direction intentionally or unintentionally. Everyone present knew who Chu Xiu Ze was talking about.

Chu Yan asked Li Zhengting to sit next to her again. After hearing what her brother said, she lectured him with a stern face: "What are you talking about, Xiu Ze! Zhengting is just worried about my injury."

Chu Yan softened her tone and looked at Wen Rong earnestly, "Wen Wen, I wanted to tell you earlier that I'm back, but then I thought it was so late, so I won't disturb you to rest. Besides, today is a good time to give you a surprise. You are my best friend, you will definitely be very happy to see me back!"

Everyone in the box looked at each other, and couldn't help but complain in their hearts -

I didn't want to disturb Wen Rong, but I was willing to disturb her husband, and in the middle of the night.

Chu Xiu Ze's tone turned even colder after hearing this. He pointed at Wen Rong and said, "Sister, you are too kind. If it weren't for Wen Rong, Brother Li would have become my brother-in-law a long time ago. How dare you treat this shameless slut who seduced your best friend's fiancé as your friend?"

After Chu Xiu Ze finished speaking, he felt a deep and fierce glare scraping at him. He couldn't help but shrink back, and even more unpleasant words were forced back at him!

Li Zhengting curled the corners of his lips in an extremely cold manner, with a terrifying aura.

Chu Yan, however, took the initiative to teach Chu Xiu Ze a lesson——

"Xiu Ze, I don't want to talk about the past anymore. Now that things have come to an end, I don't want to lose my lover and my best friend at the same time..."

Chu Yan's voice paused for a moment, but the gloom in her eyes did not stop.

"Xiu Ze, apologize to Wen Wen!"

Chu Xiu Ze couldn't stand Li Zhengting's terrifying murderous aura, so he found an excuse and ran away!

Chu Yan raised the red wine on the coffee table, handed it to Wen Rong, and said apologetically: "Wen Wen, I'm sorry, I want to apologize to you on behalf of Xiu Ze. He has been spoiled by me as his elder sister since he was a child. He speaks without any respect. Please don't take it to heart! This glass of wine is my apology, okay..."

Chu Yan looked at Wen Rong with sparkling eyes.

After hearing her words, Li Zhengting's anger, which had originally intended to teach Chu Xiu Ze a lesson, was largely eliminated.

It was just a few meaningless words. Chu Xiu Ze and Chu Yan, brother and sister, hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they were naturally angry.

In fact, what Chu Xiu Ze said was true. If it weren't for Wen Rong's actions back then, the person who would become his wife now might really be Chu Yan.

Even I couldn't accept what Wen Rong did at first, let alone the Chu family who were the victims.

So, forget it.

Wen Rong glanced at Chu Yan. This was the first time she looked at her formally tonight.

Chu Yan hasn't changed at all.

No, she has become more radiant and beautiful than she was two years ago.

Her elegant demeanor and beautiful appearance are so beautiful that they are enviable.

Wen Rong thought to himself with self-mockery that the torture he had endured for more than three years was definitely not as captivating as Chu Yan at this moment.

Tonight, Li Zhengting's eyes never left Chu Yan.

Chu Yan kept holding the wine glass, looking at Wen Rong eagerly with her little face, as if she would not stop until she raised her glass.

Wen Rong opened her cherry lips slightly, "I don't drink."

Chu Yan and Wen Rong were inseparable in the past, so of course he knew about it.

Chu Yan froze and turned pale. "I'm sorry, Wenwen, I thought you could drink now. Red wine has a very low alcohol content. Drinking a little is actually good for your skin..."

Li Zhengting raised his eyes and looked at Wen Rong, moving the goblet towards her.

"It's okay to drink a little occasionally. This is a little token of Chu Yan's love, Wen Rong."

Li Zhengting's voice was mellow and pleasant, but his actions did not allow her to refuse.

This was the first time he called her by her full name in these days.

Clearly last night, he was still lying on top of her, growling in a low voice and calling for her to be beaten.