Zhan Huaiye also turned around and glanced at Wen Ruyan at this moment.
You will definitely be moved by her tearful eyes.
Wen Ruyan was even a little unable to stand. She felt that her self-esteem had been pinned to the ground and trampled on repeatedly.
"So, you are with me, oh no, you just want to sleep with me."
Wen Ruyan supported the wall, staggered, and said with a wry smile.
"I'm not even a girlfriend, what on earth was I expecting."
She said this very quietly, so quietly that only she could hear it.
But she said it was for herself.
"I can't marry you. If you want, we can stay like this forever." Zhan Huaiye raised his hand to smoke, and the smoke he exhaled blurred his vision.
He never looked back at Wen Ruyan from the beginning to the end after saying those words.
Maybe it's not possible, or maybe it's not possible.
Wen Ruyan sneered from behind, then raised his hand to pick up the vase next to him and threw it at him.
"Who really likes your marriage? If you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it. It can't be anything." Wen Ruyan gritted her teeth and yelled with all her strength.
The vase was broken at Zhan Huaiye's feet, with flowers, water, and some glass fragments.
Zhan Huaiye didn't even raise his eyelids.
"Zhan Huaiye, remember, you said this sentence. I will remember it for the rest of my life, and you will also remember it for the rest of your life."
Wen Ruyan gritted her teeth and clenched her hands.
What burst out of his eyes was almost hatred.
After saying that, Wen Ruyan turned around and left the room without hesitation.
When she walked to the door, Wen Ruyan suddenly remembered something and stopped.
He forced out a smile and said in a brisk tone, "Master Zhan, you should also know that I am very carefree, right? What I said just now that I like you is only just now. I will still do it at some point in the future. You might fall in love with someone else, so you don’t have to take it too seriously, and you don’t have to feel burdened.”
Then, she covered her mouth in surprise, "Oh, I forgot why you would care. In your mind, I am just a woman, a woman who sleeps with you."
"There's actually nothing wrong with this. Everyone gets what he needs. Mr. Zhan, help me. It doesn't matter what I give. It's just my body. It's not that I can't have sex with other men in the future. Why not do it if I can enjoy one more Woolen cloth?"
After saying that, she gritted her teeth, straightened her waist, and assumed a confident and charming posture.
Then he lifted his legs and walked out.
No one knew that she spoke in such a relaxed and brisk tone.
Already reduced to tears.
…
In the room, Zhan Huaiye calmly finished smoking a cigarette.
He raised his hand to check the time, and then calmly made a call.
"Bring her back to me. She is not allowed to go anywhere without my permission."
There was a fire in his heart and his mind was in confusion.
The only thing that was clear was the last words Wen Ruyan said just now.
If you can like him, you can also like other men, right?
Who else do you want to do with in the future?
Are you planning to leave him so soon?
impossible……
…
Jiang Song stood on the side of the road, anxiously calling Wen Ruyan.
After she taught Liu Tao a lesson, she quickly came out.
I didn't bother much, I just wanted to find Wen Ruyan, but when I came out, he was gone.
I can't get through the phone either.
Jiang Song was very anxious, but he could probably guess that he would probably meet Zhan Huaiye.
If he really stayed with Zhan Huaiye, at least Wen Ruyan would be safe.
But the tricky thing now is that there is no way to be sure.
It's two o'clock in the morning in City A, and it's still a bit cold.
But this street is still very lively because of this hotel.
You can hear the roar of luxury cars and the chatter and laughter of your own men and women.
Jiang Song melted himself into the cool night, leaned against the telephone pole, and dialed Wen Ruyan's phone number in his hand.
If one doesn't answer, call the next one.
I have to call until she gets through.
Otherwise, she would always feel uneasy.
Suddenly, a familiar man approached.
It seems that we met once when we were in the hospital. Was he Zhan Huaiye's bodyguard or his driver?
"Hello, Miss Jiang, I am Mr. Zhan's secretary."
Oh, Secretary.
Jiang Song lowered his eyes, "Well, hello, what's the matter?"
"Miss Wen has been picked up by Master Zhan. Are you calling Miss Wen? Miss Wen's phone number was left with Master Zhan, so she may not be able to receive it, so I'm here to tell you."
The secretary was polite and Jiang Song nodded.
"Do you need me to take you off?" The secretary looked next to her and saw that the car was not parked, so she asked politely.
Jiang Song smiled and said, "No, if you see Ruyan, give me a message and ask her to contact me as soon as she gets the phone."
The secretary nodded and left.
After the secretary left, Jiang Song stood there and thought for a while, before preparing to take a taxi and leave.
Just as she was opening the taxi-hailing app, she suddenly remembered.
It seems that her bag was left in the corner of the booth where she was just now and she didn't take it.
Jiang Song hesitated for a moment, but decided to go back and get it.
Go into the bar.
Jiang Song returned to the booth where he was and looked for his bag.
Although there was nothing important in that bag, it was a bag she always carried with her. Because it matched her clothes well and could be packed in, she always carried it with her.
Anyone who has been in contact with her once or twice can tell that it is her bag.
And there are very few of the same style in China, so she originally customized it for herself.
So it's better not to leave this kind of thing outside.
However, Jiang Song searched carefully for a long time.
Why... not?
Could it be that Wen Ruyan was taken away when she left just now?
She thought about it carefully, and although she didn't see it clearly, it seemed like it wasn't there.
Was it taken away?
Jiang Song asked a bartender to ask.
"Hello, did you see a black bag here?"
The bartender thought for a moment and said, "It seemed that Mr. Yan left just now."
Jiang Song: "..."
Too few words? High words.
Oh no, I was discovered after all.
But what did Yan Qing do with her bag?
Jiang Song scratched his head, "Okay, thank you, it's okay."
The bartender nodded, "It's okay. By the way, ma'am, the lady just now ordered two male models. Can they come over now?"
Jiang Song was surprised, his bright eyes widened a bit, "Male model?"
Let me go, did Wen Ruyan really order it?
At first, she thought she was joking.
Seeing the bartender nodding seriously, Jiang Song was completely confused.
"Yes, miss, they have been waiting behind for two hours, can they come over now?"
"Why wait, oh, no, we don't need it anymore, you can let them go back." Jiang Song was so shocked by the huge amount of information that he stuttered.
However, the bartender shook his head in embarrassment, "But the lady has already paid. If you don't enjoy the service, it will be difficult for us to do it if the lady asks."
Jiang Song waved his hand, "It's okay, she and I..."