Seeing Song Huaya's painful look, Yang Chen also felt a little uncomfortable. He felt the same way.
"Is there any hidden secret?" Yang Chen suddenly asked.
Song Huaya's eyes were red and she shook her head: "Regardless of whether there is a hidden secret or not, he is already married, isn't he?"
yes!
Even if there was really something hidden behind Mo Dongxu's disappearance, he was already married, and there was no hope between him and Song Huaya.
What's more, Mo Dongxu suddenly disappeared the day before the wedding of the two, and when Song Huaya found him, he told Song Huaya that he was unwilling to marry Song Huaya because the Song Huaya family was not at the expense of the Song family.
No matter how you look at it, it's Mo Dongxu's problem.
Of course, all this is Yang Chen's speculation as a bystander. As for whether Mo Dongxu has something hidden, it is unknown.
"Okay, don't be sad. Since it's in the past, let the past disappear with time and open your arms to welcome a new future."
Yang Chen said with a smile.
Song Huaya rubbed her red eyes, a smile appeared on her face, poured herself a glass of wine, and said with a smile: "Brother Yang is right, everything is over, he has become a thing of the past. Besides, I am now
I already have someone I like."
"Oh? You already have someone you like? Congratulations!" Yang Chen said with a sincere smile.
But she didn't notice the flash of loneliness deep in Song Huaya's eyes. She drank it all in one gulp, and her face finally returned to its former smile.
Yang Chen could feel that Song Huaya, who was very emotional when she first met Mo Dongxu, was only slightly better now, but she still looked worried.
After all, I have been with my ex-boyfriend for four years, and I have been depressed for that man for two whole years. How can I say that I can just let it go?
At this moment, several young men and women walked towards Yang Chen, including Mo Dongxu.
"Isn't this Song Huaya!"
"I just heard Mo Dongxu say that he met Xiaoya, but I didn't expect it was really you."
"Xiaoya, do you still remember me?"
After several people came over, they started chatting in all directions. They all seemed very excited when they saw Song Huaya.
"Of course I know him!"
Song Huaya was also very happy. She pointed at one of the girls and said, "You are Su Ting."
"You are Yang Song!"
"And you are Shang Xiaoxia!"
"You are Chen Xinru!"
...
Song Huaya had a good memory and named six or seven people in succession.
"Xiaoya, you are simply amazing. It has been many years since we graduated from college, and our makeup has become much more mature. You can actually recognize us at a glance."
A girl was full of excitement. She hugged Song Huaya's arm and said, "It's not like Yang Song. When we met just now, he called me by the wrong name."
Yang Song said with some embarrassment: "Isn't it because you are getting more and more beautiful? Otherwise, how could I call you by the wrong name?"
"Why do I feel wrong? If it's really because you didn't recognize me, shouldn't it be because you forgot my name? You just called me by the wrong name!"
The girl said with a dissatisfied look on her face.
"Hahaha......"
Everyone else laughed.
"This is not a lively place for us. How about this? I'll be the host and we can go to the Night Palace to play."
Mo Dongxu stood up at this time and asked with a smile.
"Of course there is no problem!" everyone responded one after another.
Song Huaya's eyes were also full of expectations, but when she saw Mo Dongxu, she felt a little uncomfortable.
"Xiaoya, tonight is our class reunion. I originally wanted to call you in advance, but no one could contact you. In the end, we were contacted. Don't think too much!"
The girl just now said with a smile: "Since we met here, it's God's will. You can't refuse to play with us!"
"I......"
Song Huaya really wanted to refuse, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she heard Yang Chen say: "Xiaoya, since we have met, let's go together!"
After Yang Chen said this, Song Huaya did not hesitate and nodded: "Okay!"
A few people walked out of the Rose Bar chatting and laughing.