Zhuo Jian is not the kind of person who gets drunk casually, but he does indulge occasionally.

She would not go to Fanxing to get drunk. There were people there who cared about her and worried about her. She returned to the apartment, but it was not her own apartment, but the apartment that Zhong Mai sent her to live in.

Xi Mingli helped her get rid of Wang Rui, went to the house with her, looked inside, and then looked at her again.

Xi Mingli saw her taking the wine and drank it, so he walked over and said, "Stop drinking."

Zhuo Jian said nothing, drank a glass and continued pouring wine.

"Stop drinking."

Yu Mingli stepped forward and held down her wine glass.

Zhuo Jian looked up at him and said, "Leave me alone."

"Didn't you still have a fever yesterday? The medicine you took has not been consumed yet. Drinking alcohol will harm your health."

Yu Ming reminded her sharply.

Zhuo Jian's eyes were warm, and she looked at him for a long time, then sat in a bar chair, wanting to cry, but thinking about being in front of outsiders, she held back, and she still had some sense to look up at Yu Mingli,

"Thank you for sending me here. You can go back."

"How can I leave with you like this?"

There were no other people around, and there were no strange eyes. He also pulled up a chair and sat down, and then looked at her silently.

"Zhuo Jian, if you want a divorce..."

Yu Ming wanted to say that, but he was afraid it would be inappropriate, so he stopped and just looked at her.

Zhuo Jian also looked at him. Someone mentioned the divorce to her again, but this time her heart was numb.

She just picked up the glass again and wanted to drink.

"Zhuo Jian."

He obviously didn't expect that as soon as he let go, she would drink again.

He didn't know if he was attracted to her, but he was so stunning when they first met her.

She was clearly dressed plainly.

But when she raised her eyes, it was as if thousands of stars had entered his eyes.

He is not a person who gets into feelings quickly, he is even very cold towards feelings.

What's more, she is still a married woman.

He discovered this from the very beginning.

But......

An hour ago, she threw away the thing that symbolized marriage.

Yu Mingli looked at her and poured another drink. He had no choice but to sigh, "Zhuo Jian, if you are drunk, I might make a mistake."

Zhuo Jian's drinking movement suddenly stopped, followed by a series of coughs.

Yu Mingli raised his eyebrows helplessly, and then fell silent again.

Zhuo Jian looked at him angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

He just shrugged to show that he didn't mean it, and she clearly understood what he meant.

But then he left, and Zhuo Jian said she would never drink again.

She really didn't drink anymore, she just lit cigarettes one after another.

Until the alcohol started to take effect and her brain began to numb, she lay on the table and waited quietly.

When sleepiness struck, she threw herself on the sofa and looked at the roof, but fell asleep after a while.

Fu Yanye, go to hell.

She closed her eyes and told herself that she didn't have to think about this person anymore.

——

At around twelve o'clock, Yan Zheng lay down on the bed after taking a shower and looked at the woman who was drinking milk, "Is Zhuo Jian at your place?"

"Um?"

Zhong Mai pretended to be confused.

"I know you have several small apartments of your own. Yanye couldn't find her, so she called me."

"..."

Zhong Mai looked at him, wanting to complain but holding back. After all, they are brothers, and it would not be good for her to say something too harsh. However, soon after she finished drinking the milk, she held Yan Zheng's face and said, "Fortunately, you are not as bad as Fu Yanye."

Stupid, Yan Zheng, you must remember not to lie to me for the rest of your life."

"Um?"

Yan Zheng is a little confused, what are you talking about?

"If you love me, you love me. If you don't love me, you don't love me. Don't pretend to love me when you clearly don't love me anymore. Don't still love me but say you don't love me anymore. Do you understand?"

"..."

Yan Zheng frowned, took her hand away, smiled, and asked her: "I love you very much now."

"I know."

Zhong Mai raised his eyebrows, very confident.

Yan Zheng smiled, "Then can you tell the man who loves you which apartment you hid Zhuo Jian in?"

"As a condition of not saying anything, I can also tell you one thing."

"Um?"
Chapter completed!