C12 Why

Luo Feifei looked at the self-deprecating person in front of her and felt that she could not vent her anger on him. Instead, she felt some sympathy for him.

"You know, who would like a coward like you? Mu Ziyan's choice was the right one, don't tell me she wants to follow you in your fall?" Your Zhan's being led by someone like you is just too pathetic. It's impossible for your Luo Family to continue to provide assistance to your Zhan Family;

Zhan Yunting had never been scolded in such a way since he was young. He felt disgusted to see Luo Feifei. Wasn't she just a delicate and charming girl? If she hadn't relied on her Luo Family's family background, who knows what kind of appearance she would have, and what qualifications she would have to teach him a lesson?

Leaning against the wall, Zhan Yunting's mind was in a state of confusion. The Luo Feifei in front of him seemed to have become a shadow.

That's right, his current appearance was extremely decadent. How could he fulfill his grandfather's wish? Even the woman he loved could not be kept. What could he do?

Actually, he understood what Luo Feifei said. Even though it sounded very irreconcilable, he knew that she was just trying to cheer him up.

It was just that he had never been treated like this before. It made him feel that he was really useless, weak to the point that he needed a woman's stimulation to be able to cheer himself up.

Don't talk about that here, don't think that you understand people very well. What I hate the most is people like you who think that you understand people very well. It makes people disgusted.

Without even looking at Luo Feifei, he left behind a sentence and walked unsteadily out of the bar. He didn't bother to borrow any alcohol to pour his worries away.

In fact, Luo Feifei watched him walk as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

He followed Zhan Yunting out of the bar and watched him get into the car and drive away. He drank so much, yet he still drove. Was he really going to lose his life?

Forget it, just like Zhan Yunting said himself. What does he have to do with her? Why should she care so much?

"Feifei, I finally found you. Is there anything wrong with you?" Hurry up and let me see, he just directly pulled you away, but it scared me, luckily you're fine, I searched for you for a long time but couldn't find you, if it wasn't for someone saying that they saw you chasing a man out of the bar, I wouldn't be able to find you.

If I can't find you, I think Uncle and your brother will just kill me. It's too scary just thinking about it.

Luo Feifei truly felt that there was something wrong with her best friend's IQ. If she came into contact with such a person, would she really be tired? She needed to think about how to get along with her.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry, he doesn't dare to do anything, am I not fine? I just came out to see if he left or not. I don't want to see someone like him at all. "

Feng could not believe it. No one knew better than her how much Luo Feifei loved Zhan Yunting.

To put it down so quickly, and to let love make you hate it? How could this be? He must be pretending to be strong. Girls were always a bit pretentious.

"Feifei, I believe you will meet someone who is even better for you, so forget about that trash. I had thought Zhan Yunting was not worthy of you. Now that you think about it, I'm happy for you."

Luo Feifei, on the other hand, did not feel much about it. She treated everyone else the same, so it made no difference to her.

On the way back, Zhan Yunting kept repeating Luo Feifei's words in his mind. It was like a nightmare that couldn't be dispersed.

"Damn it!"

He heavily hit the steering wheel. Originally, he was going to the bar to borrow some alcohol to pour his worries away, but he didn't expect Luo Feifei to directly drive him back after saying a few words.

This girl really had a spell on her. Otherwise, why would something bad happen every time he met her?

When he got home, he wanted to go upstairs, but the anger in his heart didn't dissipate. He went straight to the kitchen and took out two bottles of red wine from the fridge.

When the auntie at home heard the commotion, she immediately poured the wine into Zhan Yunting's heart. If she drank this cup, people would definitely faint from the alcohol. Was it really worth it for such a woman?

She only found out from Zhan Yunting that he had broken up with Mu Ziyan. Honestly speaking, sir, Mu Ziyan really loved him deeply. Ever since their relationship had been confirmed, she had never seen him treat anyone else so well.

"Sir, it's better to drink less. This wine is harmful to the body. Moreover, Teacher, a person like Miss Mu is not suitable for you. It would be good if you leave her now."

Zhan Yunting suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. Why did he hear Luo Feifei say that again? Looking back, it was his auntie. Everyone said he and Mu Ziyan weren't suitable. Even Mu Ziyan herself thought so. Could it be that he was the only one persisting?

Honestly, if it wasn't for his aunty mentioning it, he would never have thought of Mu Ziyan. All he could think of was that annoying face of Luo Feifei.

"Auntie, it's getting late. You're done packing, so go rest. Don't worry about me."

He took the wine and walked to the French window. Looking out at the dark night, he did not seem to be in the mood.

Auntie also knew that Mister liked being alone, so she didn't say anything. After cleaning up, she went to her room.

Before long, the two bottles of wine that Zhan Yunting just took out were already finished. However, Zhan Yunting was still as energetic as ever, as if he was much more energetic than before drinking.

When Auntie woke up in the middle of the night, she saw Mr. Li still drinking. Was he awake the whole night? For a woman, Teacher almost tortured himself to an unrecognizable state.

"Mister, it's almost dawn, you should go rest. If not, the old man will feel sorry for you when he sees you."

Zhan Yunting ignored him. He waited for a long time before making a move. Then, he put the empty wine cup on the table and went upstairs.

Lying on the large grey bed, he recalled his past relationship with Mu Ziyan as if they didn't have much of a relationship, just that he thought he liked her a lot. As for how much she truly loved him, he didn't know.

Mu Ziyan's photo was still on the bedside table. She reached for it, took it out, and threw it in the drawer. She rejected it mercilessly. She probably didn't want to be with him anymore. A year ago, the Zhan's already had a downward trend, but at that time, it wasn't as obvious as it is now.

Now that she thought about it, perhaps she already had other intentions towards him at that time. It was just that he pretended not to know.