"Brother Shaobai, you are back."

Seeing Ye Shaobai coming back, Xiao Ran stood up from the sofa. She had originally wanted to be a little cold, but when she saw Ye Shaobai, she couldn't control herself.

"Um."

Ye Shaobai just responded softly and did not look at Xiao Ran. It was obvious that he was still angry about that incident.

After he came out of the hotel that day, he had already found someone to investigate. Nothing happened between him and Xiao Ran. As for the blood on the bed sheet Ye Shaobai didn't know how it was done, he didn't want to know.

"Shaobai, have you eaten it? Let's have supper together."

I felt that Ye Shaobai's attitude was cold, and Aunt Huien asked Ye Shaobai if he had had supper in order to ease the atmosphere.

"have eaten."

Ye Shaobai answered them in two simple words, and then went directly to the study room upstairs.

Seeing Ye Shaobai's expression so Xiao Ran became dim in an instant. She didn't expect Ye Shaobai to be so cold. It shouldn't be true. Could it be that he discovered something about what happened that night?

After Ye Shaobai went upstairs, Xiao Ran fell into memories alone, and the next day, the gossip magazine released their ambiguous photos.

In the photo, Xiao Ran was wearing a sexy black pajamas with blurred eyes, while Ye Shaobai next to him was wearing his upper body, his eyes were closed, and the two of them hugged each other, and the scene was very hot.

No matter who sees it, he will be imaginative, and the photos are the angles of secret photos, which are easy to misunderstand.

For a moment, their photo incidents set off a thousand surges and bombarded everyone's eyes.

The netizens were all in a fit of anger, and everyone was discussing the front page of the gossip magazine, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Shaobai and Xiao Ran.

Comments came overwhelmingly, like a powerful atomic bomb.

Later, this incident was suppressed by Ye Shaobai. The official explanation they gave was that two actors were filming at that time, but they looked a bit like them.

"Ranran, let's eat first, stay here tonight with me."

When Aunt Huien saw that Xiao Ran didn't say anything, she thought she was angry, so she pushed her arm.

"No, I have another meeting tomorrow and I'll go back first. After dinner, I'll leave first."

After Xiao Ran said that, he followed Aunt Huien to the dining table. Since Ye Shaobai didn't like her so much, it would be meaningless for her to stay here.

Liang Xinrui stumbled home and fell to the ground instantly. Fortunately, there was no one at home now, so she went to the bathroom after getting up.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Liang Xinrui suddenly felt very dirty. She could no longer count how many men she had slept with.

After turning on the faucet, Liang Xinrui rubbed her body hard. She wanted to wash away all the traces left by the men on her body, and Liang Xinrui stopped until her body turned red.

Liang Xinrui sat on the ground decadently, wondering why she was so pitiful.

Liang Mucheng stayed in the hospital for a few days and felt that she was going to get moldy. Now she just hopes to leave the hospital as soon as possible. A few days will be Cen Huan's death day. Although Liang Mucheng looked relaxed in front of outsiders, she hid alone in the quilt and secretly shed tears every night.

Time passed quickly, and it was soon the day of Cen Huan's death. Liang Mucheng was out of the yard one day early, and the next day she spent a whole day with Cen Huan in the cemetery.

"Mom, I miss you so much. Time flies so fast. Are you doing well there?"

Liang Mucheng sat in front of Cen Huan's tomb. She gently stroked the photo on the tombstone. Looking at the photo it was like seeing her mother in front of her.

Liang Mucheng's mood was so bad after coming out of the cemetery. Somehow, she walked into a bar.

The dim lights in the bar were blurred, and the smell of alcohol was everywhere. Everyone sat together and drank, and the beauty in the center of the stage was twisting her body hard there.

Here, no one cares about why you came here, and no one cares about you drinking too much. Everyone's faces were filled with intoxicated expressions. Alcohol numbs everyone's nerves, as if they had temporarily forgotten all their sorrows.

Liang Mucheng ordered a dozen beer and sat alone at the table to drink.

One glass after another, the crimson liquid wandered in the wine glass, stimulating every nerve of Liang Mucheng. The hot feeling made her brow frown unconsciously.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Liang Mucheng felt a little dizzy. She drank the wine in the glass and threw it hard on the table, making a crisp sound.

The music in the bar was loud, completely covering the sound made by Liang Mucheng, and everyone was playing on their own.

"Mom, I miss you so much, why did you leave me alone?"

"Ye Shaobai, I hate you, it's all your fault, I hate you."

...

Liang Mucheng sat there alone and talked to herself. She felt very uncomfortable whenever she thought that Cen Huan was gone.

"Why, why do you hurt me, hurt my family, Ye Shaobai, what exactly does your heart do?"

Liang Mucheng half-squinted his eyes and looked at the glass cup emitting light illuminated by the light, with deep red liquid remaining inside.

Liang Mucheng kept pouring wine into the cup. She now needs alcohol to numb her nerves.

Suddenly, Liang Mucheng felt a hand landing on her shoulders. She slowly turned her head, her cheeks slightly red.

"Who are you?"

After Liang Mucheng turned around, he found that the man in front of him did not know him. She looked at the man with her head tilted.

The other party was not old, with yellow hair dyed, his clothes were wrinkled, his ears were dazzling earrings, his mouth was raised, and his eyes were filled with a sense of heat.

"Beauty, are you alone? Do you need me to accompany you?"

The little punk held her shoulder, spoke in a scattered manner, and took the initiative to tease Liang Mucheng.

Liang Mucheng looked at the little punk with disdain, but she was not in the mood to talk to others now.

"What's wrong? I'm a good person. How about I'll take you home later?"

The little punk obviously misunderstood Liang Mucheng's smile. He felt that women who were drunk in the bar needed men to comfort him, so he spoke a little too much.

When Liang Mucheng heard the little punk say this, she was panicked for a moment, and she looked up at the little punk in front of her.

She was in a very bad mood today. Coupled with the effect of alcohol, Liang Mucheng suddenly reached out to pick up a bottle of wine and knocked it hard at the little punk's head.

Suddenly, glass splattered everywhere, and in an instant, a blood column slowly left on the little punk's forehead.

The little punk didn't expect Liang Mucheng to attack him, and covered his head hard and squatted on the ground wailing.

"Crazy woman, what are you doing? Are you sick?"

The little gangster looked at Liang Mucheng with a wide eyes wide open. He had never been beaten by a woman.
Chapter completed!