C15 The Day of Departure

"Miss Shang is so beautiful!" Seeing that Zhu Ziyue seemed to be disheartened, Zhang Lan no longer said anything. She spoke with envy, "President Hee is truly a creation of heaven and earth. Beautiful and refined, and also so generous. President Hee, you're so blessed!"

Hee Yanchen glanced in the direction Shang Anran and Chu Zui had left, and his finger lightly moved along the edge of the glass wall that was filled with tea.

Chu Zui's hands were clenched into fists. Her well-built nails were about to cut through the skin on her palms. As soon as she pushed open the bathroom door, she stepped over to the marble sink and splashed water on her face.

"When did you return home?" The door closed and opened again. There was a slight sound of heels hitting the ground. Then, Shang Anran's voice sounded from behind her.

Chu Zui paused and slowly raised her head. Through the glass in front of her, she saw Shang Anran standing behind her. His gaze was distant, seemingly filled with hostility.

Heh, this world is truly laughable! It was really too small!

Chu Zui raised her hand to wipe away the water stains on her face. She turned around and looked at Shang Anran with an expression of unease and reproach: "You don't want to see me?"

Shang Anran chuckled and stared coldly at Chu Zui's body which was thinner and thinner than a few years ago, and her face which still looked clean and youthful. His finger covered with a light pink nail gently touched his hair: "No, of course I miss you. I really want to see you for three years, you're still that lifeless old man."

"Is that so?" Chu Zui turned her back to her once again and looked at the woman in the mirror. "But I don't see any traces of missing her."

"Because of Hee Yanchen?" Without waiting for Shang Anran to speak, Chu Zui changed from her previous silence and looked at her with a mocking gaze. "You didn't expect that I would appear in front of you?"

Shang Anran's expression changed slightly. He took a step forward and pulled Chu Zui's hand, which was still wet from the water. "Drunk, that's not what I meant. I didn't think …"

"What didn't you think of? You didn't expect me to come back? I never thought that I would see my best friend, who I trusted the most, become my ex-boyfriend's fiancee! "

Shang Anran frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Do you know what happened to him three years ago when you left the airport without turning back, disregarding all his sadness and disappointment? I'd been drinking with him all night, watching the man who was normally too healthy and too crazy? Haven't you seen Hee Yanchen cry? Did you see that man who was with you for seven years shed a tear in front of you? "

"But I saw it!" Shang Anran's slender finger pointed at the pale-faced Chu Zui: "When you left, you knew best what you told him!"

"The two of us have been the best sisters in college for the past four years. I have also seen the happiness between you and him. If I wanted to steal it, I would have already. Why wait for you to leave? But when you left, you had already broken up! Why should we be hated by you when we love each other? What makes you look like that now? "Chu Zui, at the same time that you threw away your love for him for seven whole years, what qualifications do you think you have?!"

Chu Zui could not speak. She staggered, her fingers clamped on the marble counter.

"There's more." The moment she lowered her eyes, Shang Anran revealed a trace of contempt and mockery. In the next second, he revealed a trace of helplessness and guilt as he looked at her: "It was that night that I was with him."

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