Huo Silin crossed his arms and said in a cold tone: "What's going on between them? Isn't Yu Weiwei getting engaged to the young master of the Zhou family? Are they doing their own thing?"
Marriage between wealthy families, and the husband and wife each having their own thing is nothing new.
But generally this situation occurs more among middle-aged couples.
I no longer have feelings, and because the interests involved are too wide, I can't leave easily.
Yu Weiwei has been pampered since childhood, and now there is only one Yu Shi'an left in the Yu family. Although the Lu family has a prominent family background, they will not push her out for marriage.
But the news Huo Silin learned during this period was contrary to this fact.
He looked at Qiao Qian for answers, but Qiao Qian focused on the camera.
There is no doubt that Yu Weiwei was taken away by Lin Jianshen. As for where he went, no one knows.
"What do you know? It's hard for me to get sweet when I knock CP, don't mess with it!"
Qiao Qian pushed him, turned around and walked out.
Huo Silin followed her.
Qiao Qian called Yu Weiwei's cell phone, and someone answered after it rang for a while.
It was Lin Jianshen's voice. He said that Yu Weiyi was drunk and uncomfortable, and he took her back to the hotel to rest.
"It's okay, just take care of her."
Qiao Qian interrupted with a smile.
Lin Jianshen hesitated for a moment and then agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Huo Silin looked at her with a dark face: "Do you know what you are doing?"
"Their two families are getting married, and you took Yu Weiwei out to go crazy. If something goes wrong, how will you explain it to the two families?"
Qiao Qian pouted, "Master Lin is not someone who takes advantage of others' danger."
What she was thinking was that Lin Jianshen's appearance here was not a coincidence.
He must be here to see Yu Weiyi. Yu Weiyi will be engaged in a few days, and Qiao Qian still wants to give them a final chance.
What if there is a turning point?
What if her dead CP comes back to life?
"Oh, you know men better than me."
Qiao Qian was about to get angry when she heard this sinister tone: "Do you think they are the same as you?"
Huo Silin was speechless after being scolded.
After all, he just kissed her forcefully.
He pursed his lips and sneered: "Do you dare to say that you don't have any thoughts about me?"
Hearing these straightforward words, Qiao Qian's heartbeat quickened and she turned around to leave. She didn't forget to curse back: "Huo Silin, you are so fucking narcissistic!"
Naturally, he wanted to follow her, fearing that something would happen to her again.
Qiao Qian was forced to get into the same car with him.
Huo Silin calmed down and talked to her seriously: "There is something I want to tell you."
"What?"
Qiao Qian had just taken off her makeup, and now she was smearing it on her plain face. Huo Silin frowned when he saw it.
"Who are you dressing up for at night?"
"Show it to the ghost."
She rolled her eyes at him.
She just wasn't used to seeing people without makeup.
Huo Silin let out a breath and was too lazy to argue with her. He continued: "The news I heard at the wine party yesterday was that Zhou Yi's ex-girlfriend had been living in a house named Zhou Yi after her divorce. People nearby, I also met them going out together a few times.”
Qiao Qian paused for two seconds and threw the powder puff in his hand away in anger.
"I haven't had time to confirm this news. You can decide whether to tell Yu Weiwei or not."
He thought of the scene he had just monitored, and raised the corners of his lips coolly, "Maybe after tonight, there is no need to say it."
Qiao Qian kicked him, "Don't insult my boyfriend, he is different from you!"
Huo Silin's forehead corners bulged and he turned his face away.
…
Yu Weiwei is a bad drinker.
When they were in love, Lin Jianshen never let her drink too much.
Because she was not a good drinker, she would make a lot of noise when she drank too much, and would just run around with people without recognizing them.
At this moment, she drank too much again, but on the way back to the hotel, she was peaceful, leaning in his arms, as quiet as a dummy.
But she was too quiet at the moment, which made Lin Jianshen at a loss.
He would visit her from time to time and touch her face to see if she was drunk.
Her eyes were open, and her beautiful eyes were looking at something aimlessly, but the arms around his waist were tightly and never let go.
When they arrived at the hotel, Lin Jianshen hugged her and got out of the car.
She was swaying, so he had to pick her up and she didn't say a word all the way to the room.
She was too quiet, which made Lin Jianshen a little scared.
"Deer?"
He tried calling her again.
The woman was buried in his arms, still silent, and blinked.
Lin Jianshen put her on the sofa and was about to get up when she came over and hugged him.
He stiffened and touched the back of her head soothingly.
He couldn't see her face and didn't know what her condition was.
"I'm going to get you some honey water. Let's go first, okay?"
He didn't know if she could listen to his words, but the soft tone had an effect, and she slowly let go of him.
Lin Jian looked deeply into those beautiful eyes. At this time, she looked well-behaved and docile, like an insecure newborn cub, staring at him.
His heart was sinking, and a sense of sourness filled his chest.
He picked up the phone in the guest room and gave a brief explanation. Before he could finish speaking, a soft body pressed against his back.
He turned around and took her to the sofa again. She stayed close to him, and Lin Jianshen didn't push her away.
He just had a vague premonition of something bad and made a call.
The man who answered the phone said in a calm tone: "What do you want from me?"
"Chen Jinnian, let me ask you, is her illness serious?"
He had always known that Yu Weiwei had been receiving psychological consultation from Chen Jinnian in recent years, but Chen Jinnian was her doctor, and it was impossible for him to disclose Yu Weiwei's situation to him.
Chen Jinnian was also embarrassed to receive such a call.
"What do you want me to say? I can't say anything."
He found it a bit funny.
Zhou Yi also knew that Yu Weiwei had psychological problems, and he spent much more time with Zhou Yi than with Lin Jianshen.
But in these years, Zhou Yi, a real boyfriend, has never cared about Yu Weiwei's mental health.
On the other hand, Lin Jianshen, his ex-boyfriend, came over from time to time to inquire, but he couldn't tell, and it was in vain for him to ask.
"What the hell are you doing with these bullshit rules? Are you going to wait until Xiaolu commits suicide by slitting her wrists one day before you tell me how sick she is?"
Lin Jianshen rarely got angry.
Chen Jinnian was yelled and filled with resentment, "What qualifications do you have to say such things in front of me? Isn't it all your fault that Yu Weiwei is like this? You told her to break up, but you didn't do anything when people came to find you. Get back together with her, and now she’s getting married and you’re pretending to be affectionate?”
"Lin Jianshen, even if she commits suicide one day, it will be your fault. I cannot be blamed!"
Chen Jinnian hung up the phone.
Lin Jianshen suddenly froze.
The woman holding him in her arms suddenly began to sob softly. He lowered his eyes and saw her looking up at her, her tears flowing down like broken pearls.
He had seen such aggrieved and sour eyes on her twice.
Once they were arguing and she heard him saying they were breaking up.
The other time was when she went to Jiangcheng to find him four years ago, and the two met again.
