C19 Jusstonelastdance

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At the same time, Chu Zui didn't know if she had seen it wrong. She saw Shang Anran sitting next to Hee Yanchen, his gaze locking onto her with a smile that was not a smile. She couldn't help but look back coldly.

Until the end of Hee Yanchen's singing, the two women were still crazily intoxicated. Chu Zui looked at his different attitude and her eyes gradually blurred. "Hee Yanchen, what is your heart really made of?"

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, the next melody rang out, waking Chu Zui up. At the same time, when Hee Yanchen heard Shang Anran sing this song, the hand he was holding on the wine cup slightly stiffened.

Shang Anran sings "just/one/last/dance", meaning the last dance. Most of the young people have heard the origin and story of the song and the previous song, "love/to/changed/by/you".

Chu Zui suddenly smiled as she listened to him. She watched him singing with his eyes closed, pretending not to know anything. Then she picked up a glass of wine and walked slowly to Hee Yanchen.

"President Hee." She handed him the glass.

Hee Yanchen looked up, his gaze locked onto her indifferent face with a cold smile. He seemed to hesitate for a moment before he took the wine glass and said, "Thank you."

"I wish you all happiness." Chu Zui turned around and poured herself another glass of wine. She lifted it and knocked it against the cup in his hand. Then she looked up, closed her eyes, and drank the bitter and salty beer in one gulp.

Hee Yanchen was stunned. He watched as she drank, while the wine in his cup remained untouched.

"I'm going home, you guys continue."

With that, she turned around to pick up her bag and nodded at them. "See you tomorrow!" Then, he turned around, opened the door to the room and walked out quickly.

"Why did she leave so early?" Zhu Ziyue and Zhang Lan looked at each other, puzzled.

When Chu Zui walked out of the KTV, the deafening sound inside was in stark contrast to the city's silent night. She took a deep breath and looked up at the twinkling stars in the sky.

From tomorrow onwards, he who has been in your heart for ten whole years can finally be put down.

"I'll send you off!" Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist. Chu Zui was stunned as she turned around and saw a man who had chased after her.

"No need." She carefully got rid of that warm and thick palm, raised her eyes and smiled, "Thank you, President Hee!"

"An Ran didn't do it on purpose. She has the temper of a child. When she sees you back, she'll at least mind a little. Just pretend that she didn't hear you." Hee Yanchen sighed and looked at her: "Where do you live, I'll send you back."

"Thank you. I can leave by myself. No need to send me off. I'm not a child."

Hee Yanchen raised his eyebrows and gazed at the distance in her eyes that was as long as a ravine, as if he wanted to say something —

"President Hee!" President Hee — "Zhang Lan suddenly ran out from the KTV:" President Hee, Miss Shang doesn't seem to be feeling well, quickly take her to the hospital! "

Hee Yanchen's expression suddenly darkened. Chu Zui smiled at him for a second, then turned around and caught a taxi by the side of the road.

She did not look back, did not look at the Lexus ls behind him, did not look at the large KTV sign, did not let herself hope or grieve.

She should be clear that she could no longer have anything to do with him since three years ago. Even though she had already broken off her relationship with her mother, the rift between them had already been caused by her own flesh and blood.

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