At this time, there were not many people downstairs in the company, but there were always people coming and going.

Chen Chu and Bo Wunian stood there like this, which inevitably attracted a lot of attention.

The wedding last night was in a turbulent situation, and the Bo family was suppressed by her, and Chen Chu didn't want to fail.

She looked up at him, sneered, then raised her hand and slapped him in the face.

The slap of "po" was very loud. The slap in his twilight years, who had not slept all night, was already in a bad state. Chen Chu's slap made him feel in a trance for half a second.

It is conceivable how much effort Chen Chu used to slap this time.

"Did you believe it now?"

Chen Chu said, raised his hand and took a break and took two steps back: "If you don't believe it, then I can tell you something else."

"What's up?"

Black eyes looked at her, and it was strange inside, and he obviously didn't believe it.

"Do you know why I liked you back then?"

When Bo Munian heard her words, he was very surprised, "Why?"

The only thing Chen Chu liked him in the phone was in his mood, but he didn't say why he liked him.

Bo Munian looked at Chen Chu, and he vaguely felt that he would hear a bad answer next. He wanted to escape, but it was too late.

The next second, he heard Chen Chu's voice coming: "Twelve years ago, in the back alley of Yizhonghai, Nancheng, I was blocked and knocked out. A high school boy saved me. After he sent me to the hospital, he left. When I woke up, I only had one school uniform. There was a school sign in the uniform, which read 'Twilight Years'."

As if he was afraid that he would not hear clearly, Chen Chu spoke very slowly.

She said so clearly that she could hear clearly in her old age.

That was a very trivial thing. If it were something else, I would have forgotten it in my twilight years.

But he remembered this very clearly. He and Fu Yan had not had a falling out yet. His grandparents and Fu Yan's grandparents were neighbors and the two families were close friends. During the six years he studied in middle school in Nancheng, he almost went to school with Fu Yan after school.

He has never been a good-hearted person, and sometimes he is even very cold-blooded. Even if someone falls in front of him, his first thought is irritable, not that the other party is so pitiful.

He seemed to be born without compassion, nor with compassion. He did not like the weak or the strong.

His relationship with Fu Yan was not that good either. For him, Fu Yan was just a companion to school in Nancheng, but he was better than someone he didn't know.

So that day, when Fu Yan asked him to cover the school uniform for the girl, although he didn't want to, he still gave him the coat.

Because he knew that Fu Yan liked that girl.

Fu Yan always thought he was hiding well, but after school, he always walked past the door of the junior high school department inadvertently, and liked to drag him there to play table tennis on Friday.

He had seen through it for a long time, but he hadn't said it.

He didn't care about these things, so he didn't even remember what that girl looked like.

The only thing I remember about that girl was probably that day, Fu Yan hugged her out of the alley, and her head was tilted out of the coma, revealing half of her fair and delicate face.

No matter how many there are, there will be nothing.

Later, the girl seemed to ask someone to return the school uniform to him. He never liked others to touch his things, so he threw away the coat.

That day, I stood on the opposite road and watched Fu Yan indifferently holding the person and stopping the car to the hospital, without any intention of coming forward to help.

Bo Munian froze for a moment, he looked at Chen Chu, and the sound of his opening trembled: "So what?"
Chapter completed!