C22 Is It Wrong to be Poor?

Lin Yifeng stood up and restrained his Qi. In front of Qu Yanyu, he was like a child who had done something wrong.

He did not say anything else and tacitly allowed Qu Yanyu to leave.

Qu Yanyu held back her strength and stood up from the sofa. However, because of her high heels, she almost lost her balance. She angrily pulled her high heels off her feet and threw them on the ground as if she was venting her anger. She turned around and threw a knife at Lin Yifeng before turning around and running out.

On the other side, Shen Zimeng heard that Lin Yifeng and Qu Yanyu had an intimate relationship and entered the study. He could not help but walk over with his wine glass held high, staggering over to check on the development of the two of them.

However, he did not expect that before he got close to the study, he would see Qu Yanyu running out of the study like a whirlwind, not stopping at all.

Shen Zimeng suddenly had a very bad feeling in his heart.

Lin Yifeng this fellow, could it be that he messed up the matter again?

Thinking of this, Shen Zimeng immediately sped up his footsteps and rushed into the study.

When he rushed into the study, Shen Zimeng saw Lin Yifeng with a gloomy face and the limited edition high heels he had given Qu Yanyu that were scattered all over the floor.

"What's going on? You guys are arguing?"

Shen Zimeng could not think of any other possibility for such a messy situation.

"No, it's just that the misunderstanding has worsened." Lin Yifeng shook his head and spoke the truth with great respect.

"Then quickly chase after her and explain to her. Stay here and be the pillar of the sea to calm the sea!"

Looking at Lin Yifeng who was no different from a block of wood, Shen Zimeng was about to fall sick from anxiety.

He was a dignified Young Master Meng who had slept with all the beautiful women in the world. How could he have a friend like Lin Yifeng who could not even handle a little girl? Was the heavens punishing him for his mistreatment of love?

Lin Yifeng did not move. He only looked at Shen Zimeng and shook his head. "I can't explain it clearly."

"Sigh, I really want to vomit blood from your anger. Forget it. If you don't want to go, I'll go. Anyway, I brought him here. I can't lose him. "

Shen Zimeng stuffed the wine glass in his hand into the Sea Stabilizing Needle's hand. He picked up the shoes on the ground helplessly and quickly went to find the person.

There was only one road in the villa halfway up the mountain, but he did not know if it was the way up the mountain or the way down.

The mountain path was eighteen turns. Sometimes, it was clearly the way up, but it led to the foot of the mountain. Some of the paths looked like they were going down, but they were actually going up.

It was like life.

She thought that everything was getting better when she finally saw the moon and the clouds. She did not expect that her life would end up in a swamp that was being played by others, and it would become even more tragic.

Standing at the entrance of the villa, Qu Yanyu did not know whether to go up or down the road. She was really lost.

What was lost was not only the road in front of her but also her entire life.

She was just an ordinary person. Why did she have to encounter all these messy things? Was it wrong to be poor? Did she deserve to be played by others?

Questions kept popping up in Qu Yanyu's mind, filling her brain and even making her feel uncomfortable.

Qu Yanyu could no longer hold it in and cried out, "Wah."

On the other side of the mountain road, the crow perched on the tree was also scared away by the cry and cried out in shock.

The moon was dark and gloomy. Shen Zimeng carried his shoes and chased out with a face full of anxiety.

This mountain was so big and the terrain was complicated. If Qu Yanyu really ran around without caring about anything, she was afraid that she would have to invite the rescue team over to find the person.

Fortunately, a world-shaking cry sounded and immediately calmed Shen Zimeng's heart down.