As soon as Liang Zhihuan came out of the bar bathroom, he saw Fu Ang blocked by two men.
Less than an hour ago, she saw with her own eyes that his engagement with the Liang family was canceled and he was in embarrassment. It was probably because he was so sad that he came here to drink to drown his sorrows despite his disabled legs.
Liang Zhihuan felt guilty, so he helped.
Seeing the two people she had scared away, Liang Zhihuan breathed a sigh of relief. She turned around and looked at Fu Ang, who seemed to be still unconscious, "Mr. Fu and the others are gone, everything is fine now."
Fu Ang raised his eyes and looked at the thin little girl, but his eyes were cold and indifferent.
"Mr. Fu, you have difficulty moving and the crowd here is complicated, so it's better not to stay too long." Liang Zhihuan kindly tried to persuade her, but it was obvious that the man was unwilling to accept her favor and left without even a word of thanks.
Liang Zhihuan curled her pink lips, her face a little dissatisfied, at least she helped him.
The commotion in the box was still going on. Liang Zhihuan was in a good mood today and couldn't help but drink a few more drinks, making her a little drunk. Her friends beside her were also a little drunk, "Zhihuan, you really want to marry into the Fu family.
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"Yeah." Liang Zhihuan responded while drinking the wine in his hand.
"But you don't like Second Young Master Fu. If you go to such great lengths to ruin the engagement between your cousin and Second Young Master Fu, wouldn't you be ruining your life by remarrying?" The friend was puzzled.
Liang Zhihuan didn't respond for a long time. After drinking all the wine in her hand, she stood up and picked up her backpack, "I... will go back first."
Liang Zhihuan was drunk. She leaned against the big tree on the side of the road and felt uncomfortable for a long time. When she was thinking about getting up and taking a taxi, suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of her eyes. When she looked up, that indifferent but really good-looking face appeared in front of her.
After getting in the car, Liang Zhihuan tilted her head and looked at the man beside her with misty eyes. She never expected that he would be so kind and willing to give her a ride.
"Liang Mansion?" Fu Ang rarely spoke.
Liang Zhihuan shook his head subconsciously, but did not say anything else. Fu Ang asked the driver to drive forward.
The car was driving slowly, and Liang Zhihuan was still feeling extremely uncomfortable. When the car turned a corner, she finally couldn't hold it back...
Fu Ang's brows trembled as he looked at the girl who leaned towards him and vomited all over him, and his face turned dark.
The driver in front couldn't help but shuddered and slowed down.
"Go to the old place." Fu Ang said to the driver, grabbing a tissue from the side and wiping away the dirt on his body.
The car drove to a small foreign-style building. Fu Ang held his hands and got out of the car with the help of the driver. Liang Zhihuan subconsciously reached out to open the door to get out of the car but almost fell down.
Upon seeing this, the driver hurriedly went to help, but just when he was about to touch Liang Zhihuan, he felt the eyes from beside him. "Let the maid come." Fu Ang said coldly.
Liang Zhihuan was dishonest when she was drunk, but she didn't know it. The maids in the small mansion watched the girl's "dishonest" actions towards Fu Ang again and again, and their nerves became tense, fearing that Fu Ang would be displeased.
Just throw the girl out.
Fu Ang's reaction was a bit surprising. Instead of being disgusted or impatient, his handsome appearance seemed to be somewhat gentle. The maid couldn't help but be curious about their relationship, but she didn't dare to say more questions.
Liang Zhi was noisy for a long time before he calmed down. The moonlight shone in through the gauze window and fell on the girl's face. The girl sleeping peacefully was as clean and clear as a newborn baby. Fu Ang sat aside and looked at it with most of his body covered in shadow.