No matter what happens, he looks like he is not hurt, and he can't bear to see anyone.

Qianxi went directly into her private room. Su Xingchen looked around and lowered her head to attract other people's attention, so she quickly followed in.

As soon as she sat down, she started yelling to drink. Fortunately, the waiter knew her habits and soon brought her drink.

The woman waved her hand and signaled the waiter to leave without interrupting her.

He picked up the two glasses on the tray and started pouring wine, "Xingchen, come here and drink with me."

Su Xingchen's brows were never stretched. He didn't like Qian Xi's appearance, but he knew that she needed a catharsis, so he had to approach and sit down next to the woman.

Looking at the wine glass that was filled with wine, "Sister, let's drink slowly, don't you have to drink so urgently, right?"

Two glasses of whiskey without any soft drinks, what is she trying to do?

Qian Xi glanced at him, with a disdainful smile on her lips, and picked up the wine glass, "I've got it done, you can do it."

After saying that, she drank a whole glass of foreign wine, which was almost the same as drinking white water. The fastest speed did not give Su Xingchen a chance to stop him.

The man covered his forehead with one hand and looked at the sign in the woman's eyes, helplessly not knowing what to say.

"Xingchen, I'm going to get married. Shouldn't you bless me?"

The lights in the private room were very dim, and I could still see the woman's sneering face clearly. She seemed to be drunk before she could drink it.

The topic was followed, making Su Xingchen even more confused. The man picked up the cup and poured all the wine into his throat.

"Sister, it's me that's useless."

Su Xingchen held the empty wine glass and lowered his head. In his heart, if he hadn't had the heart and had the words of others, and even had such a scandal, how could Qian Xi suddenly marry Su Zi'an to clear her innocence?

The woman raised her eyebrows and poured herself a glass of wine.

"What are you talking about? I am going to marry Brother Zi'an myself. What does it have to do with you?"

She chuckled, ignored Su Xingchen and started drinking again.

"Sister, I really don't understand. If you don't love him, why should you marry him?"

It was really unbearable and the questions that had never been spoken out were finally revealed at this moment.

Qianxi tilted her head and looked at the scorching eyes.

"Xingchen, do you know? The day I met you was the most difficult time for Zuo, and the only solution at that time was to marry a man I hated."

The woman said, took another sip of the wine in her hand, and then said, "I went to contact you at that time, because I was vengeful to throw away the jar, but I didn't expect that you were so similar to Yixia..."

Qianxi's expression seemed to be recalling, and the smile on her lips was full of self-deprecating.

"Because of this face, you chose to play games with me instead of what happened, right?"

The man asked back, if he wasn't so restrained at that time, would it be different today?

The woman glanced at the face that made her miss it day and night, and said nothing, leaving only a faint smile. She reached out to take Su Xingchen's wine glass, poured another glass of wine for him, and handed it to him.

No one can replace Su Yixia, not to mention that the two of them are so similar, she directly changed her original intention at that time.

"Honor your face, let us know each other."

Qianxi raised the wine glass to him. Everything he cared about was included in this short sentence because of this face...

The spicy wine became extremely hot in my throat, and a sour feeling surged up.

"So, I almost got married when I hated someone, let alone Brother Zi'an is my own person, and I'm afraid I will drag him down?"

Qian Xi said it was particularly bleak, and the wine in her hand never stopped at all, one cup after another.

Su Xingchen smiled bitterly, his desire to get drunk became stronger, and the two of them seemed to be competing, and the wine bottles were empty one by one.

The man leaned on the sofa and raised his head, "Sister, what you said, you can tell Su Yixia and me, why have you been there several times...including just now..."

Su Xingchen didn't finish everything, and he was inferior in his heart. He really didn't want to hear from Qian Xi that he was just a substitute.

The woman was lying horizontally, too lazy to open her eyes, and her cheeks were completely red.

"I can tell you clearly. When you think I can't tell you, I can tell you clearly. Haha. Xingchen, do you know what self-deception means? Sometimes I really miss him too much, but I also know that you are not him, and I still pretend to be unaware of it. Isn't it ridiculous? Haha."

Qianxi smiled while talking, and her consciousness seemed to be no longer awake. A line of clear tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, wetting the leather sofa.

Looking at her as if the pain in her throat was stuck, every sentence made people feel the pain in their hearts.

Yes, what am I struggling with? Who would admit his mistake if he loved him to the core?

She just couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to find some comfort, and it was already a lucky thing for her to be with her, right?

The man sighed, moved to the woman and sat down, bent down and took a tissue from the cardboard box on the coffee table, and wiped it carefully.

"When you feel uncomfortable in the future, you can help me think of Su Yixia, I don't mind."

Su Xingchen lowered his head and showed a clear smile to Qian Xi. His wandering eyes were instantly lost. His slender arms slowly raised and stroked the man's cheek.

Half dream and half awake, half true and half false.

After looking at each other for a moment, Qian Xi suddenly closed her eyes and laughed, and her arms drooped directly.

The woman smiled and cried again, suddenly got up, and wiped her tears with her arms, "Come on, Xingchen, let's continue drinking!"

The shouting was more like reminding myself that it was Su Xingchen. Even if there were stars in his eyes, in Su Yixia's eyes, because of her, the stars became dim.

She simply shook off her high heels completely. The woman sat cross-legged on the sofa, clinking her glasses, talking loudly, and laughing loudly.

Su Xingchen couldn't understand what she was saying, time interspersed, the stories he missed, and the woman kept talking, she seemed to be completely drunk, and she turned into a pool of mud.

The cheeks are red and the eyes are red.

The man looked at her and became particularly silent, with a hint of melancholy on his expression.

Even if he is a substitute, he doesn't seem to be worthy. Qian Xi emphasized too many times that she is her younger brother and she keeps expressing that no one will love her anymore.

At that moment, Su Xingchen understood that this woman was not drunk. She was reminding herself in disguise not to fall in love with her.

Looking at the spectacular empty wine bottle on the coffee table, they had drunk too much, Qian Xi had already lying down completely, as if she was asleep.

Su Xingchen quietly got up, went out to find the waiter, and asked him to open a room for Qianxi to rest.

I also drank so much wine, so it was obviously unrealistic to drive her back to Zuo Su Mansion.

The waiter sent the room card, and the man walked to Qianxi again. She seemed to have lost consciousness and would sometimes mumble.

"Sister, I'll send you to rest, you can't sleep here."

Su Xingchen's voice was very soft, and he directly picked up Qian Xi who was lying unconscious on the sofa. The woman frowned, as if someone had disturbed her good dream, but her hands consciously wrapped around the man's neck and buried her head directly into Su Xingchen's chest.

The man hugged the woman and went straight to the hotel upstairs from the passage.

Qian Xi was well-behaved when she stayed in his arms, but the words Yixia would come out from time to time.

Suddenly I was a little envious. It was also a blessing that that man could be loved so deeply by her.

After entering the room, Su Xingchen wanted to put Qianxi on the bed, but the woman's hands hugged his neck tightly and refused to let go.
Chapter completed!