"I forgive you." Shuyang sneered.

Everyone who heard it was stunned. No one expected that Shuyang would answer like this.

Rong Yu almost laughed out loud and quickly took a sip of wine.

Wen Zhan's eyes were on fire. She held the phone tightly and didn't know what to say.

At this time, Li Sang naturally took the phone and said, "Miss Shu."

Wen Zhan glanced at him sideways, what was he going to do?

Fu Chenxi couldn't sit still, and Gu Yining was also a little nervous.

After passing through the sea of ​​people, Li Sang looked at Shuyang, his eyes full of smiles, "Can I chase you?"

A thunder exploded in Rong Yu's mind. His face that was looking at Shuyang with a smile suddenly changed and he turned to look at Li Sang.

All he could think about was what Li Sang said just now, "Can I chase you?"

His eyes reflected the coldest light, making those who stared at him feel panicked.

Li Sang didn't think so. He didn't even look at Rong Yu. He only saw Shuyang's delicate face. The light had turned dark yellow. Under the blessing of this light, Shuyang's hair

The silk has a soft luster, as if it is as sacred as a god and cannot be offended. The white fishtail skirt that reflects the colorful light also exudes a sacred flavor.

There were many people in the field, and their eyes were staring at Li Sang. There were also many reporters and media in the field, but Li Sang could not see them all.qs

He only has Shuyang in his eyes.

Shuyang also looked at Li Sang through the crowd. Her face was expressionless, and it seemed that all she heard was "Have you eaten?" She looked at Li Sang silently and did not answer.

Time passed by, but Shuyang still didn't answer, and some people in the crowd even began to become unable to sit still.

Gu Yining couldn't help but start to wonder, what exactly did she want to do?

Just when everyone couldn't help but make some noise to resist this inexplicable embarrassment, Shuyang spoke.

"Mr. Li, do you understand?"

Everyone was confused. Do you understand? What do you understand? She didn’t say anything. What did she want people to understand?

Li Sang didn't look relaxed. He smiled bitterly and nodded, "I understand, but I don't accept it."

The corners of Fu Chenxi's mouth raised, and Wen Zhan's expression was solemn.

In the hall, Shuyang handed the microphone to the waiter on the side, and then continued to eat calmly, as if she was not the one who caused such a big stir just now.

Rong Yu tenderly served her some food, but she did not refuse, which was all caught on camera.

As night falls, the party is coming to an end.

Although Shuyang didn't move much, he still felt a little tired. He couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead and pinched his eyebrows.

Rong Yu was negotiating with his business partners not far away from her, but the corner of his eye never left her. When he saw her actions, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately stopped the conversation and said, "Sorry, Mr. Li, I'll find time to talk to you another day."

Let’s chat, I have something else to do, so I’ll excuse you.”

After saying that, he turned around and walked in Shuyang's direction.

"Are you feeling unwell?" A gentle and magnetic voice sounded in his ears. When he looked back, he saw that Rong Yu, shrouded in brilliant lights, was so handsome that he didn't look like a real person.

Shuyang couldn't help but froze for a long time, her red lips slightly opened, and her eyes rarely revealed the light of obsession.

She quickly came to her senses, coughed slightly, shifted her gaze, and pretended to be fine, saying, "I'm just a little tired."

Rong Yu did not miss her moment of trance, his eyes were filled with smiles, he lowered himself closer and teased with a slight smile: "Shuyang, your saliva is about to drip out."

Shuyang wiped his mouth subconsciously, and after reacting, his face suddenly turned red and she glared at him in embarrassment.

Rong Yu let out a clear laugh, and the terrifying aura around him softened a lot, and he looked at the woman lovingly.

Little did she know that this scene was seen by Wen Zhan, and her delicate nails were suddenly broken by her, her eyes filled with anger.

Looking at the two people walking away together, Wen Zhan's heart was filled with hatred.

When the guests were almost gone, Wen Zhan could no longer control the jealousy in his heart and fled back to the room upstairs.

The door is closed.

A muffled roar was heard from inside the house, followed by the sound of various objects falling to the ground and breaking.

When the servants heard the noise, they could only stand nervously outside the door and look at each other. No one dared to say anything to disturb the angry woman.

At this time, an uninvited guest walked up the stairs leisurely.

The person who came was wearing a black trench coat. Although his facial features were strong, his body was filled with a bohemian atmosphere.

The servant was not surprised at all when he saw him. Instead, he bowed his waist and saluted in a familiar manner, "Mr. Li."

Li Sang put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile, "Well, where is your lady?"

The servant pointed to the room, still a little palpitating, "The lady is in there."

Li Sang noticed the expressions on their faces and raised an eyebrow, "Why, is she losing her temper again?"

The servant hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Li Sang indifferently deepened the smile on his face, "Okay, you all go down, I will comfort her."

Thinking of Wen Zhan's attitude towards Mr. Li, the servants did not dare to disobey him and retreated one after another.

Li Sang was quite polite and knocked on the door before entering, "Can I come in?"

Wen Zhan heard his voice, and a trace of impatience flashed across his brows, but he still took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible: "Come in."

Li Sang licked her lips, opened the door and closed it.

The room was dimly lit, but from the dim light coming from the window, one could see the mess on the ground.

Li Sang walked around the glass fragments and made a "tsk, tsk" sound from his lips.

Wen Zhan sat on the bed, holding his thighs with his hands, showing a defensive and vigilant posture like a wounded animal.

"What are you doing here?" Her voice was slightly hoarse.

Li Sang approached her slowly, stretched out his hand to hook her chin, looked at her pretty face unscrupulously, and exhaled softly, "Why, aren't you welcome to me?"

Wen Zhan tilted his head, avoiding his shackles, and said calmly: "If you weren't welcome, would you have come into my room so easily?"

Li Sang chuckled lightly and nodded in agreement, "That's true, it sounds really happy to hear that."

Wen Zhan was really not in the mood to deal with him, so he closed his eyes and looked extremely tired, "Do you have anything to ask me for? Just go back if you have nothing to do. I want to rest."

Li Sang straightened up and looked at her condescendingly. His tone suddenly changed, and there was no hint of emotion or anger, "Is it because of Rong Yu that you lost such a temper?"

Although it was a question, it was mixed with a little certainty.

Hearing this, Wen Zhan's body trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes suddenly, gleaming in the dark, and gritted his silver teeth, "I only hate him now, and I want to ruin his reputation all the time."

Li Sang sighed, with a smile on his lips, which seemed to be sighing and ridiculing, "The most poisonous woman has a heart, and I suddenly felt a little pity for him."
Chapter completed!