Drifting Towards You

"Zheng Lingyu!" Gu Xiangsi flushed his eyes and looked at the friend in front of him for many years with a little sadness.

Zheng Lingyu also suppressed the smile on his face and looked at Gu Xiangsi, "I really don't understand, what do you like him? Does he know if you like him for so long? Do you know that he just wants to play with you when he sleeps with you? Do you know that he wants to retaliate against your father to avenge you! He is such a despicable villain who relies on a woman's superiority, what is worthy of your liking!"

"Shut up for me." Gu Xiangsi's eyes were red, and he took a glass of wine and poured it on his face.

The dark yellow liquid rolled down his cheeks.

Zheng Lingyu smiled, reached out his hand and wiped the wine stains on his face, mocking himself in his eyes.

Su Jincheng's gaze was faint, falling on his face without the slightest ups and downs, as if those humiliating remarks weren't him at all, and it was even more difficult to notice the slightest change in his mood.

Gu Xiangsi retracted his gaze, his gaze fell on Su Jincheng, feeling a little bewildered, and said softly, "Let's go back."

"Good." Su Jincheng responded softly.

Gu Xiangsi squeezed a smile at him, took his coat and walked to him.

Su Jincheng put on her coat and said nothing.

But at this moment, Zheng Lingyu grabbed Gu Xiangsi and said eagerly: "Do you have to like him!"

Before Gu Xiangsi could react, Su Jincheng restrained his wrist and pressed him on the table.

With the other hand, he casually picked up a wine bottle and smashed it to pieces.

Only half of the bottle body remained. He held one end of the bottle mouth, and the sharp glass serrations pressed against Zheng Lingyu's face, like the tip of a knife hanging over his pupils.

The atmosphere was instantly violent, and he was still lightly dressed.

Even the clothes didn't have any more folds, and it didn't hurt the cold and luxurious of his body.

Zheng Lingyu was obviously dissatisfied and tried to struggle.

But no matter where he is Su Jincheng's opponent, he is under control everywhere.

He snorted, and he removed one of his hands. Accompanied by the sound of broken bones, everyone's breath was choked and he was extremely nervous.

Su Jincheng's eyes were dull, and she looked at Zheng Lingyu and slowly said, "First, I don’t like what other people touch me. Mr. Zheng doesn’t seem to know my taboos. Second, Mr. Zheng shouldn’t know me. People are narrow-minded, they must be compared."

Looking at the wine bottle hanging above his pupils, Zheng Lingyu breathed heavily: "Let the horse come here."

Su Jincheng bends the corners of her lips, and the wine bottle in her hand rests on Zheng Lingyu's face, and the sharp glass shards penetrated into the skin.

Soon, blood stains leaked from Zheng Lingyu's face.

Su Jincheng's eyes were still very pale, not even the slightest temperature, as if looking at a dead person.

Gu Xiangsi's heart tightened, and a chill came out from the soles of his feet inexplicably.

She hurriedly stepped forward and said eagerly: "Jincheng, he is this kind of virtue. He doesn't know his mind when he speaks and does things. You don't want to make good decisions with him."

Su Jincheng didn't look at her, just watched Zheng Lingyu silently.

Gu Xiangsi was a little anxious.

Although Zheng Lingyu has been out of business and carefree, she has been really good to her since she was a child.

Most of these people are friends with wine and meat.

But apart from her cousin Zhao Jingxiu, Zheng Lingyu is the only person she truly considers as a friend.

"Jincheng, he is my friend. I know he is wrong. He was drunk today, and I will ask him to apologize to you when I turn around." Gu Xiangsi woke up a bit from the wine, and a hand fell on Su Jincheng's arm. Tell him to speak.