Fu Yunshen frowned slightly, but said nothing. Instead, he handed over a bottle of wine because he knew that what the other party needed at this time was to vent, not to comfort him.

Nangong Jue was stunned for a moment.

"It will be comfortable when you vent your anger." Fu Yunshen signaled the wine bottle.

Nangong Jue stopped, he didn't like his out of control like this.

"Don't forget, I'm not only a surgeon, but also a doctor of psychology. Ah Jue, all you need now is to vent." Fu Yunshen directly stuffed the wine bottle into his hand.

Nangong Jue looked at the wine bottle in his hand, and then he really smashed it again. Then he got up and kicked the coffee table down, smashing all the TV and audio. In a short while, the most luxurious private room in the club became a mess.

"Are you comfortable?" Fu Yunshen finished drinking the remaining red wine in his glass and threw the glass to the ground.

Nangong Jue breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked out.

Fu Yunshen looked back at the private room and shrugged. The private room worth one million was ruined like this. He was rich and willful.

Yan Zimeng ran out not long before being stopped by Yang Jinxuan: "Mengmeng."

"Brother Jin Xuan." Yan Zimeng turned around with red eyes and pulled a smile that was even worse than crying, "Why did you come out?"

"I don't feel at ease with you."

"I'm fine." Yan Zimeng shook her head.

"How can you be fine if you do this?" Yang Jinxuan frowned and found that she was not wearing a coat, so he hurriedly took off his suit and wrapped it on her, "Get in the car first, I'll take you back." Then he pulled her into his car without saying anything and quickly left the club.

"Brother Jinxuan, thank you." Yan Zimeng thrust and looked very sad.

Yang Jinxuan sighed, then stopped the car on the side of the road, turned his head to look at Yan Zimeng: "If you want to cry, just cry, don't pretend to be with Brother Jinxuan."

"I'm fine, really..." Yan Zimeng shook her head with a smile, but tears fell down.

Yang Jinxuan was so heartbroken that he stretched out his hand, but he didn't dare to hug him.

Yan Zimeng suddenly hugged him: "Brother Jin Xuan, I have something to do, I really have something to do, I'm so sad..."

Yang Jinxuan's body stiffened for a moment, then hugged the person in his arms and gently patted Yan Zimeng's back: "I know."

"You don't know." Yan Zimeng shook her head, "I really like Ajue. I know I left the wrong way back then, but I also wanted to fight. It's only been three years, why did he become like this? He didn't do this before... Did he fall in love with Han Binglan? Didn't he get divorced? Why did she still occupy Ajue's heart? Why did she still exist?"

"A Jue will definitely be yours." Yang Jinxuan patted Yan Zimeng's back, "Don't worry, I will help you." A sharp look flashed in his eyes. Han Binglan, don't blame me.

"Brother Jin Xuan." Yan Zimeng hurriedly got up, raised her hand to wipe her tears, "I'm sorry, I'm losing my composure, I'm just too sad, I'm talking nonsense..."

"Mengmeng." Yang Jinxuan reached out and grabbed Yan Zimeng's arm, "Remember, Brother Jinxuan will help you no matter when."
Chapter completed!