"Zhou... Zhan, what are you talking about?"

Fang Ziqin held onto the sofa with his hands, trying to stand up with blurred eyes.

The soles of her feet were not strong enough, so her fingers slipped and fell heavily on his legs.

She almost made a smooth move and pressed her face against the man's thigh.

"Hiss...it hurts..."

Half drunk and half awake, Fang Ziqin felt that the left side of his jaw was about to be dislocated.

Reacting to the pain, she reached out to cover her face, but her hand moved in the wrong direction.

"Fang Ziqin, don't make me angry."

Zhou Zhan's eyes were lowered, and he grabbed the woman's hand that wanted to do something wrong.

Maybe he was a little more energetic.

Fang Ziqin frowned and freed his wrist from his palm, his expression was one part aggrieved and one part angry.

He started talking nonsense again: "Zhou Zhan, you are actually... quite annoying. You always like to... put on a bad face."

The expression on Zhou Zhan's face was very ugly.

"Don't act drunk in front of me." He raised his voice slightly so that she could hear him clearly.

The fact is that Fang Ziqin felt dizzy, her ears were ringing, and the scene in front of her was completely shapeless.

The chandelier above her head was swaying, the wine on the table was swaying, and Zhou Zhan's handsome face kept swaying in front of her.

She wanted to speak and opened her mouth, but she didn't have the strength to speak.

…

The next day, nine o'clock in the morning.

"Hey, my head hurts so much..."

With a splitting headache, Fang Ziqin covered his head and got up from the bed.

The hotel's brand-new white sheets and neatly arranged facilities come into view.

Why is she in the hotel?

After being stunned for half a second, Fang Ziqin sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his temples, closing his eyes and thinking hard for a minute.

Last night, my best friend Wen Ran returned from abroad, and a few friends helped her pick her up at a night bar.

On the way, she went out and answered a phone call. It was from the Zhou family.

Guan Yongqing still asked about Zhou Zhan on the phone.

Then...she met Zhou Zhan, Ji Jiacheng and Shen Zhaoqing's gang.

What happened next, and why she slept in a strange hotel, Fang Ziqin had no idea.

"Once upon a time, there was someone who loved you for a long time, but things got colder..."

The mobile phone on the table vibrated, and Jay Chou's "Sunny Day" played.

She reached for it, and the word "Erya" was displayed on the screen, which was Wen Ran's nickname.

Before Fang Ziqin could speak, the female voice on the other end whispered: "Where are you? Have you finished having sex with the handsome guy?"

"Stop talking nonsense, pick me up at the hotel across from Yezi."

Half an hour later, Fang Ziqin finished taking a shower and packed up to check out.

Wen Ran, an old best friend who was very popular, drove a big G to pick her up.

Fang Ziqin didn't even have to look for anyone when he went out. The car was so eye-catching that he just had the word "rich woman" written on his forehead.

However, this is indeed in line with Wen Ran’s personal character and family.

She is completely different from Fang Ziqin, with a flamboyant personality, and the Wen family was the result of demolition.

A real nouveau riche.

In recent years, they have made a lot of money by investing in demolition money, and the family of three went abroad at the end of the year.

"Tell me the truth, who did you fool around with last night?"

Fang Ziqin lied casually and said: "Of course he is a handsome boy!"

Wen Ran looked at her and tsked: "Fang Ziqin, looking at you acting like a good girl, I didn't expect you to be a slut."

"When it comes to being Mensao, you are still the Patriarch."

"Be careful, I'll talk to your Zhou Zhan."

"It's so good. What do you think he is doing?"

"A fight?"

Fang Ziqin pursed her lips tightly and turned to look out the car window: "He and I are planning to divorce."

Hearing this, Wen Ran's bright face suddenly lost all color.

She was stunned for a while and asked: "Why? Why do we need a divorce?"

Fang Ziqin raised his head.

A smile gradually appeared on his face, and he smiled with his lips curled up, a bit relieved: "Everyone gets what they need!"

"Are you really planning to divorce Zhou Zhan?"

Wen Ran is a non-marriage person. In her opinion, men are only honest when they are hung on the wall.

Therefore, she vowed that she would only talk about it for the rest of her life.

But Zhou Zhan is the only man who can catch Wen Ran's eyes.

She once joked: "If you Fang Ziqin hadn't taken the lead, I would have chased him."

"Um!"

Wen Ran put her fingertips on the steering wheel and hesitated for half a second: "Ziqin, did you divorce because of Chen Shaochen?"

"It was he who initiated the divorce."
Chapter completed!