C41 What the Hell Was a Promise

The distance between her and him was so great that even though she still remembered it, the cruelty of reality made it impossible to ignore the threats and threats that accompanied her like a shadow.

Along the way, she went to the washroom. A beautiful woman followed her in.

"Miss Wen, someone asked me to bring you a message."

Qianxun was slightly stunned, but looking at the woman beside her, other than this woman who was mending her makeup, it was also her who was washing her face with cold water. She cast her puzzled gaze over. "Me?"

"That's right, it's you." The woman closed the lipstick cover and threw it into her bag before smiling coldly at her.

Qianxun suddenly felt a gust of chilly wind, "What words?"

The woman walked around her 180 degrees and laughed coldly. Her warning eyes fiercely landed on her body, "Stay away from Jee Junyang, he is not a man you can touch."

Qianxun's face slightly changed, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Without needing to think, she probably knew who told her to bring the words.

It turned out that some evils could be controlled a thousand miles away. Hsiao Yanan's hand had stretched too far. Could it be that she knew Jee Junyang's every move like the back of her hand?

This woman was too scary.

"Is there more?" If you want to say it, just say it once. Don't pretend to be a ghost every now and then. SMS at times, hire a voice transmission at other times. Will there be a day when you will be subservient and come in person?

It was not impossible, if Jee Junyang did not let go or if she pestered him.

"Miss Wen is a smart person. There are some things that if you want to say it a third time... No one will look good. This friend of mine doesn't have any other abilities, but once he offends her... There are thousands of ways to deal with her. Five years ago, I believe Miss Wen had already experienced it. " The woman smiled and left arrogantly, looking like she was taking care of herself.

Qianxun stood there and clenched her fist to produce water.

She saw herself in the mirror and gritted her teeth. She had lost the courage to bet everything but she still retained the bottom line of not caring about her family. Hsiao Yanan, if you dare to hurt my family again, I will make you lose your love.

When Qianxun returned to the private room, the pale color on her face had not yet faded away. Fortunately, the flickering lights could cover up some of the unnatural things for her.

Bu Zhiting was afraid that the cold would fall on her, so she jumped in front of her, "Ms Wen, you should sing a song too. I heard from Brother Ivy that your singing standard is this. First class is great. Participating in the selection of super girls will definitely be the champion."

A thumb was raised in front of her eyes.

Qianxun smiled, "You listen to his nonsense."

She only had a live singing experience in the Waitting Day. At that time, the salary was not enough to pay for the family's livelihood. She needed other income to support her. It just so happened that one day, a singer left the Waitting Day. Ivy had heard that Hai Yu and she were crazy on stage. The microphone was spinning in his hand. He suggested that she try.

It took a long time for her to give it a try. It was not until she was promoted to manager, her work became busier, and her salary increased that she left. But occasionally, she would come to save him in a hurry. Naturally, it was free.

Bu Zhiting pulled her up to the stage and ran, "Nonsense. Won't you know if you sing or not?"

Actually, Qianxun came back again because she wanted to tell the two of them to leave first. She did not greet them and left quietly. Ivy was fine, but Bu Zhiting was a little rude.

At this time, she saw the woman with the message sitting in the middle of a group of men and women laughing wildly and arrogantly. The gaze she looked at her contained provocation and warning. She did not want to leave.

If she left, she would be afraid.

She clicked an old song, "If I didn't meet you, where would I be? How are you living? Do you want to cherish life? Maybe I know someone and live an ordinary life. He didn't know if there would be love that was as sweet as honey. No matter how much time passes, I only care about you, I'm willing to infect your aura..."

Bu Zhiting naturally did not understand her vicissitudes of life. Only Ivy vaguely knew that she was reminiscing.

That man was always a mystery. Hai Yu did not know, and he did not know either.

When the song ended, the applause was enthusiastic. There was a polite response and also a smile of appreciation. Of course, there was also a cold snort of disdain.

They played until late at night before the game ended. Qianxun drank quite a bit of wine and was slightly drunk.

Bu Zhiting even more so, directly fell on Ivy's body. Perhaps, only by relying on alcohol could one bravely lean so close.

Ivy had always been restrained. He did not get drunk and maintained his consciousness.

No one knew who paid the bill, but most of them were drunk. Their legs were wobbly, and the driver was waiting for them at the door. These people, on the other hand, cared about their safety. They did not drink and drive.

When Ivy helped Bu Zhiting onto the car, the woman who spoke approached Qianxun and said, "Miss Wen, it is a blessing to have peace."

"Thank you." Qianxun got into the car expressionlessly. She closed the car door and it was noisy.

Bu Zhiting, who was drunk, was very quiet. She leaned on her shoulder and fell asleep. Qianxun looked out the window. The night scene that the car passed by was so strange and her heart felt empty and uncomfortable.

She wanted Bu Zhiting to be like this. Once she was drunk, she could use the alcohol to crazily confess to him or sleep. She did not need to think about anything.

But what about after she woke up?

She still had to face it.

No one could help her with this matter.

Ivy held the steering wheel and looked back. "Where do you live? I'll send you off first."

"Hilton." Qianxun did not need to be polite with him.

"How long more do you need before you can complete the work here?" It seemed like they were just chatting, and they inadvertently asked.

"Soon." She was in a hurry to go home. She wanted to make a phone call, but in the middle of the night, she was afraid that waking them up would cause them to worry.

Ivy smiled and said, "The new boss seems to value you very much."

"Maybe." Qianxun answered vaguely. Who could say clearly if such importance was a blessing or a curse? "I might have really drunk too much tonight. My head hurts a little. I'll close my eyes and call me when I get there."

The feeling of getting drunk was actually not good. Not only was his body suffering, but the wound in his heart could not heal either.

"Okay." Seeing that she did not want to say more, Ivy did not say anything else. His gaze only sank slightly.

When they reached the entrance of the hotel, Qianxun really fell asleep. The car stopped for a long time but still did not move and leaned against the back seat. Her face was calm, but there was a faint sadness between her eyebrows.

She was not happy.

Ivy really wanted to reach out his hand to calm the worry on her face, but he was afraid that it would hurt her. He got out of the car and opened the back door. After staring at her for a long time, he finally let out a slight sigh and gently pushed her, "Qianxun?"

"Uh..." Qianxun woke up and opened her eyes. She rubbed her eyes," Are we there? "

She did not expect that she would really fall asleep. Maybe alcohol could really help people sleep. She got off the car. Her head was heavy and her feet were light. She did not walk very steadily.

Ivy supported her. "I'll send you up."

Qianxun waved her hand. "No need. This little bit of wine is not enough to make me drunk. Zhiting is still in the car. Take her back. Drive carefully."

"Then give me a call when you get to the room."

"Okay." Qianxun did not think too much about it. She waved at him and walked inside.

She was still very drunk. At least she remembered that the room number she stayed in was 1306. She did not know if the man in the next room had returned.

He was so gentle to Hsiao Yanan, so his feelings for her must not be shallow. At that time, he said that he only loved her, but later on, he ran out with a fiancée. Hsiao Yanan's arrogance and viciousness, she also suspected the authenticity of her identity. But later on, the Eight Trigrams Weekly had filmed several times that they were paired. Their actions were intimate, but Jee Junyang did not deny it.

Now, he came to find her. Was it because he still had feelings for her, or did he want to hug her from left to right to enjoy everyone's happiness? It was said that a woman's heart was like a needle in the ocean, but when a man's thoughts were guessed, it was also annoying and annoying.

On one side was Hsiao Yanan's warning threat, and on the other side was his blurry feelings. Qianxun seemed to be squeezed by two huge and heavy stones in a narrow gap and could not breathe.

She suddenly hated herself. It had been five years and she could not let go of this opportunity.

Jee Junyang, did I misjudge you, or did I never understand you? A promise was nothing more than a cloud.

Qianxun took the room card and opened the door. She staggered and fell onto the bed. Although her limbs were a little out of sync, her head was still clear. It turned out that for someone like her, it was not easy to get drunk.

Just as she opened the phone, Ivy's phone came in.

"Are we here?"

"Yes, I just arrived. How far are you?"

"About ten minutes in the car. You should rest early. You should drink less alcohol in the future. It will hurt your body," Wang Yao said.

"Yes, I know."

"Qianxun, do you... have something on your mind..." Qianxun asked. It was publicly acknowledged that she was good at drinking, but this was the first time Ivy saw her getting drunk.

Qianxun was stunned. Jee Junyang's influence on her was already so obvious? To the extent that she could be seen through with a glance?

She smiled and said casually, "No, I had a very good time tonight. Your friend is very interesting. Did you drink too much and your eyes went blurry? "

" I hope so... " Ivy knew that she was not willing to confess to him. All these years, he had become familiar with her character. It was fine to joke around normally, but there was a corner. It was her restricted area. Apart from herself, no one else could enter.

People were like this, the more they hid themselves, the more curious they were. When she sang that song, he was thinking just what kind of man it was that made her forget about him for so many years.

He heard her shouting, "That won't do. You're still driving. Pooh pooh pooh, remember to send me a message when you get there."

Ivy smiled. "I'm afraid you've already fallen asleep by then."

Qianxun sat up from the bed and smelled the alcohol in her body. She frowned and rubbed her forehead hard. "I still need to take a shower before I can sleep. I won't tell you anymore. Don't disturb your driving. Pay attention to your safety. Remember to give me a letter when you arrive. Be good. "

After hanging up the phone, Qianxun took off her gown and walked into the bathroom barefooted. The hot water hit her face, causing the alcohol to spread even more strongly. In an instant, her entire face turned red.