Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

After speaking, the man got into the car.

An Yurou's tears were tightly held in her eyes. She bit her lip and watched the luxury car leave coldly.

Subei stood outside the bathroom for a long time, and she took a few deep breaths before returning to her seat.

Xu Zhe frowned and blamed himself, "I'm sorry, if it caused you trouble, I apologize to you, this is not what I hope. I think I am a little too anxious."

Subei looked at him with a far-fetched smile, "Shall we eat first?"

"it is good."

He said softly.

The meal was too quiet. Xu Zhe saw that Subei was in a bad mood, and was afraid of saying the wrong thing, so he didn't speak.

Subei actually has no appetite. She chewed lightly, with the cold eyes of the man in front of her, and the weak and pitiful figure behind him.

After eating, Subei put down his chopsticks and looked at the man opposite, "Xu Zhe, I just got divorced, I just want to live quietly with my son. I don't want to be disturbed by anyone, so I'm sorry."

Subei's words are as subtle as possible. Being liked by people who don't like it is indeed a burden, but she doesn't want to hurt others.

Xu Zhe smiled slightly, "Okay, I understand."

His smile was a little worried, "So are we still friends?"

Subei nodded, "Of course."

After leaving the hotel, Subei declined Xu Zhe's idea of ​​sending her home.

Smarter men know that a woman who refuses you, the more you chase, the faster you will lose.

Recently, as long as she finished work early, she went back to her mother's house to accompany Dabei.

Now it is nine o'clock.

She was hesitating whether to return to her mother's house.

Suddenly a figure appeared in front of her, "Sister Beibei."

Subei looked at An Yurou who appeared in front of him, "Why are you still here?"

She was still wearing Hua Jinan's suit, her hair was wet, and the makeup on her face was mostly ruined, and she looked a little embarrassed.

An Yurou's tears fell, "Sister Beibei, I'm sorry. Don't get me wrong, I will come to a dinner today, and then I will be arranged to accompany Mr. Hua."

Having said this, she waved her hand nervously, "But, it's not what you think. Mr. Hua didn't even let me drink with me. It was someone who poured me into it, and finally, Mr. Hua saved me."

She opened the outer suit, revealing the **** dress that was soaked with wine inside, "My clothes are wet, so Mr. Hua will give them to me. Sister Beibei, don't get me wrong. Mr. Hua Doing this is entirely up to your face."

Subei let out a sigh of relief, "Yurou, when did you start to do such a thing? Are you short of money?"

An Yurou lowered her head, "In the entertainment industry, there are many times involuntarily involuntarily."

Subei Shen took a deep breath, "Not all actresses in the entertainment industry have to accompany wine and participate in dinners. What you want to be depends on yourself. Otherwise, no one can push you!"

An Yurou lowered her head, tears streaming incessantly.

"Let's go back."

Su Bei said.

"Sister Beibei, aren't you angry?"

An Yurou suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Subei.

Subei smiled faintly, "Why should I be angry, or do you really think I will be angry?"

"No. I don't." An Yurou explained anxiously.

"Yurou, I like the way you looked when I first met you."

Subei finished talking, got in a taxi and left.