Chapter 207 Anyone can replace me, right

After knowing Chen Zhiyan's location, Ni Huan immediately drove to the Strange Tavern.

The last time I came here, it was the night she committed suicide.

At night, the strange tavern was crowded with people and music.

After Ni Huan came in, she saw Ji Xin and others at the door.

He came over and called her, "Sister."

Ni Huan glanced at the crowd in the tavern and frowned and asked, "Where is him?"

“On the third floor.”

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Chen Zhiyan once took Ni Huan to the third floor.

Ni Huan knew that it was his private territory.

"The third brother is on it, you go up."

Ji Xin stopped on the second floor, and looked like he didn't want to get involved in Chen Zhiyan's private field.

Ni Huan nodded at him: "Thank you."

After saying that, he took off his mask and walked up the stairs. His long flowing hair hung on his chest as she moved.

After reaching the third floor, before entering the door, a pungent smell of alcohol came to my face.

Ni Huan subconsciously paused.

She came in a hurry and hadn't even figured out what to say to Chen Zhiyan.

After all, he also saw... she and Xu Muzhi got out of a car this afternoon.

Ni Huan showed hesitation on his face, and after a moment, he bit his lower lip.

Forget it, take one step at a time and hesitate, the next person threatened by life may become Chen Zhiyan.

Thinking of this, Ni Huan gritted her teeth and walked into the room quickly.

Inside the room.

The chandelier switches were all on, shining with a cool white light. From the dim light, they entered the dazzling room. Ni Huan squinted in discomfort.

After adapting to the intensity of the light in the room, she looked for Chen Zhiyan's figure in the room.

There is no living room.

The kitchen does not.

There is no bedroom either.

Ni Huan followed the smell of wine and finally found Chen Zhiyan in the room where the wine cabinet was placed.

The man sat leaning against the corner, with several empty wine bottles tilted on the floor beside him.

Perhaps because he noticed her arrival, Chen Zhiyan raised his eyes and looked at her. His pair of peach blossom eyes were filled with ice slag, and there was no temperature at all.

Ni Huan subconsciously avoided his gaze, looked down and fell on the half bottle of wine in Shen Zhiyan's hand.

She remembered that Chen Zhiyan had stomach problems.

Ni Huan's hands hanging by the side tightened, and a feeling of powerlessness suddenly surged in her heart.

After a pause, she walked slowly towards Chen Zhiyan.

Facing the man's sharp gaze, he squatted down beside him and reached out to grab the bottle of wine in his hand.

Ni Huan snatched it hard, but didn't snatch it, and Chen Zhiyan didn't let go.

She was silent for a while, and did not look at Chen Zhiyan's eyes, lowered her eyes and said, "Let go."

After the words were finished, the man held her tighter and even pushed her hand away.

"What else are you doing?"

Chen Zhiyan's voice seemed to be covered with sand, and he was hoarse: "Don't you think I'm dirty?"

Upon hearing this, Ni Huan's heart trembled. That day's words... were not her original intention.

She opened her mouth to explain, but something seemed to be stuck in her throat. The explanation was that she didn't say it, and she just said: "Stop drinking it, it hurts the stomach."

After she finished speaking, the gloomy man looked up at her and suddenly smiled: "Why, do you care about me?"

Looking at Chen Zhiyan like this, Ni Huan felt a little more unconfident. She turned her head and said, "No."

The man sneered softly when he heard this, and said sarcastically: "Since that's the case, even if I die, what does it have to do with you?"

Because of the sudden accident in Chen Boyang, Ni Huan doesn’t want to hear the word “death” now.

She stood up suddenly, stared at Chen Zhiyan from a high point, and said in a slight tone: "Can you stop doing this?"

Chen Zhiyan was covered in alcohol and his eyes could not be dissolved. When he heard Ni Huan's words, he pointed to the door and said in dismay: "The door is there, go out and turn right."

Ni Huan frowned, "Chen Zhiyan, you..."

"A Yan, the guest didn't tell me."

Before Ni Huan finished speaking, a female voice suddenly came over and interrupted her.

The voice of the visitor was familiar, and Ni Huan subconsciously stopped talking and looked at the visitor.

I saw that at some point, there was a woman at the door of the room.

The woman was wearing a hip-covered skirt and was pretty figure. She was standing at the door with a smile on her face, looking at her with a sarcastic look.

Ni Huan met the woman's gaze and subconsciously squinted her eyes, "Zhao Leyi?"

Zhao Leyi smiled and asked, "Miss Fu, you are here... do you know about your fiancé?"

Ni Huan turned around and looked at Chen Zhiyan, "Why is she here?"

The man lowered his eyes and did not make a sound, nor did he have any intention of explaining.

Opposite, Zhao Leyi's smile on her face became deeper, "Miss Fu, can you get engaged to Master Xu's family, and I can get engaged to A Yan, we two, one is unmarried and the other is unmarried. Is it strange that I appear here?"

Zhao Leyi was fanning the flames, and Chen Zhiyan remained silent, looking like he didn't want to pay attention to her. Even if Ni Huan was convinced that Chen Zhiyan loved her, he couldn't help but feel a little angry at this moment.

She called him again: "...Chen Zhiyan?"

The meaning of indifference can be heard in the tone.

At this time, the man raised his gaze slightly, looked at the corners of her slightly red eyes, and said in a low voice: "Since it's not you, is there any difference who is?"

Is it different if it's not you?

This is what acknowledged his relationship with Zhao Leyi?

Ni Huanxin calmed down and quickly looked at Zhao Leyi at the door.

The latter seemed a little surprised, but soon recovered from his face and smiled proudly at her.

Ni Huan suddenly felt that she had come to the wrong place. A hint of embarrassment appeared on her face, and she moved slightly backwards, and separated her from Shen Zhiyan some distance.

She calmed down the soreness in her heart and asked Chen Zhiyan: "Then what you mean is that anyone can replace me, right?"

Ni Huan's voice was very soft and could disappear until the next moment.

Chen Zhiyan's expression changed slightly, he looked up at her, his fingers holding the bottle kept tightening, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

He didn't mean that.

But Ni Huan thought that Chen Zhiyan, like the people around her, did everything they did was just illusions and lies.

His eyes blurred uncontrollably, and tears were about to burst out. For a moment, Ni Huan turned his face and did not want to expose his fragile side to others.

She resisted her grievances, suppressed the astringent feeling in her throat, and tried to make herself look invulnerable.

"I'm sorry, I'm losing my composure," she said.

After saying that, he tugged his lips and smiled, no longer looked at Chen Zhiyan, and took a step away.

The back is decisive.

At the door, Zhao Leyi automatically gave way to her. When Ni Huan passed by her, she also lowered her voice and asked, "How is it like being abandoned?"

Ni Huan's steps paused slightly, but in just a moment, he returned to normal. He ignored all the sounds in his ears and just walked the way he should go.

In place.

Chen Zhiyan's eyes sank, and he subconsciously got up to chase after him.

But he drank too much spirits and was dizzy and injured. He also had a leg injury. He took a lot of effort to stand up from the ground.

At this time, Ni Huan had already walked away.

Chen Zhiyan fell down the thing in his hand, looked violent and chased him out with unsteady steps.

Zhao Leyi didn't know where the courage came from, but actually stood in front of him and reminded: "She is Xu Muzhi's fiancée now."

The man cummed at her with cold eyes.

"roll."

After saying that, he snatched the door and walked out.
Chapter completed!