Fu Chengyuan's wine seemed to have sobered up a little.

He paused, lit a cigarette, and didn't care about her words at all, but just glanced at her coldly: "Have you taken the wrong medicine?"

"It's right," she sat up and pointed to the medicine box on the bedside table: "Special cold medicine is very symptomatic."

"You know what I'm talking about."

She lowered her eyes and smiled slightly: "Feng Ying looks more like Gu Siyao than me, right?"

Fu Chengyuan didn't say anything, turned around and stared at her face, frowned tightly.

"I want to quit."

"Think about it?"

"Well," she nodded: "I am a high-quality imitation myself. Now that you have a better choice, I will make a place for her."

Fu Chengyuan's eyes were deep, and he suddenly laughed: "Tell me, what do you want, money, and house, as long as it is not too much, I will try my best to satisfy you."

"I don't want anything."

Fu Chengyuan sneered: "No? Your mother's hospitalization fee is not a small amount."

Shi Sangluo turned his head: "I will find a way myself."

"You only have a secretary in your work experience. If you know how to serve tea and water, you can simply organize bills. You don't have skills, and you don't have special skills. Even if you look for a new job, your salary will not be high."

"Then I'll go to work part-time and do a few more jobs."

"Your mother has cancer. Even if you do a few more jobs, you won't have much income in a month."

Shi Sangluo suddenly raised his head and met his eyes: "If it really doesn't work, I'll go and sell it. Are you satisfied?"

Fu Chengyuan frowned: "Are you willing?"

"Why don't you? Isn't this what happened in the past three years?"

Fu Chengyuan understood her words, and the corner curled up a cold curve: "Whatever you want."

Shi Sangluo's heart sank: "Then let's go through the procedures tomorrow."

"Have you found the next home?"

"What?"

Fu Chengyuan snatched the cigarette and looked at her with interest: "Otherwise, why would he be so anxious?"

Shi Sangluo took a deep breath: "It's boring to drag it. Wouldn't it be good for me to make up a place for Miss Feng earlier?"

Fu Chengyuan did not refute it, it was considered a default.

Shi Sangluo stood up and said, "I'll pack my luggage."

But her hand was pulled, and she pulled it hard, losing her center of gravity in an instant, and she fell on the soft big bed.

Fu Chengyuan overturned.

She has followed him for three years and has long been well aware of his behavior and subtext.

At this moment, she had a bad premonition and tried her best to push him: "What are you doing?!"

Fu Chengyuan reached out to untie the belt: "I have already paid this month's salary. If I take my money, I have to follow my requirements. Shi Sangluo, since he is selling it, there is a bit of professional ethics."

This night was extremely long.

When she woke up in the morning, Shi Sangluo's pillow was soaked, and she felt that all the moisture in her body turned into tears.

Why are you crying? You are clearly relieved, aren’t you?

No need to be the shadow of another person, no need to deliberately imitate her dressing style, her tone, her makeup, everything about her.

When Yu Jie drove to pick her up, she exclaimed: "Xiao Luoluo, why have you become a little goldfish after not seeing her for just a few days?"

Shi Sangluo didn't speak and laughed dryly.

She knew that Yu Jie was talking about her swollen eyelids.

Yu Jie is not bad. She is used to being intimate with her friendship since childhood, and she doesn't care about her.

However, Yu Jie knew that she was about to say the wrong thing again, so she got out of the car and helped her carry her luggage.

Shi Sangluo didn't have much luggage, only a small suitcase.

On the way out, Yu Jie asked her: "You really want to leave?"

Shi Sangluo nodded.

Yu Jie asked again: "You are willing to bear it?"

She turned her head and looked out the window: "There is nothing to be reluctant to leave."

"You are a duck, and you are stubborn," Yu Jie made a conclusion for her: "It's actually good to be separated. Look at you, you're a pretty girl, and you've been squeezed into what Fu Chengyuan has been trying to get over the past three years. Those who don't know would think you've been sucked by the old monster in the Black Mountain."

Shi Sangluo looked at the rearview mirror. Not only did her eyes swollen, but her bags were also outrageously black, and she looked extremely haggard.

“No rest.”

"Then I'll play some soothing music for you to close your eyes and rest. The road is far away, and it will take at least an hour to drive back."

"Yeah." She closed her eyes.

But God still seemed to think that she was not miserable enough. She had already been defeated and fled in panic, and she had to catch up with her and stab her in the heart.

"The Legend of Zhen Huan" is playing on the car audio. It was exactly that episode. Zhen Huan discovered the letter Silang wrote to Queen Chunyuan: Wan Wan Liqing.
Chapter completed!