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It also made her eyes turn red instantly.

The heavy palm seemed to hit her face, but it was actually like a hammer, hammering hard at her heart, breaking it with one blow.

Her heart is broken.

Wen Jing covered her face, feeling extremely wronged, she bit her lips tightly to prevent tears from streaming down, but the uncontrollable tears still rushed out of her eyes.

In order to hide her grievance, she suddenly swung her arms madly and hit Gu Yichi.

However, her chaotic beating techniques were immediately subdued by him.

One palm clamped her hands, and the other grabbed her hair and pulled it down, forcing her to look directly at him, "You're hitting me!"

It's the other way around, and I'm getting bolder and bolder!

Wen Jing stared at her red eyes, with only infinite disgust in her expression, "Gu Yichi, I hate you!"

Seeing that look in his eyes, Gu Yichi's heart was stabbed, and he also panicked.

He couldn't breathe because of this kind of blockage, and he felt that the accumulation in his stomach was getting bigger and bigger.

He stared at her for a few seconds, let go of her hand, then lifted her hair and shook her off.

Turning to Huo Ruina, she said in a gentle voice, "I slapped her as a lesson, so don't be sad, I still have something to do, see you later."

After speaking, he kissed him lightly on the forehead and left.

As Gu Yichi walked away, Huo Ruina looked disdainfully at Wen Jing who was thrown to the ground by Gu Yichi.

He bent down and stopped a little above her head, his red lips fluttered and said, "It deserves it!"

Then she stood up, raised her chin high, brushed her hair, and walked away with haughty steps...

Gu Yichi, who said he had something to do, actually came to the wine room, opened the door and frowned due to the smell of alcohol in the room.

How much did Li Zijie drink?

He kicked the bottle off the floor and sat down on the sofa.

Glancing at the surveillance screen on the computer, he shook his head.

Immediately, he took out a pack of cigarettes, lit a stick and took two puffs, then frowned deeply and said, "When did you become so cowardly?"

Hiding behind the back and watching the surveillance to care for others.

After speaking, there was silence, and a few seconds later, Li Zijie, who was lying on the sofa, grabbed the back of the sofa and sat up.

Pressing his dizzy head, he grabbed the wine bottle and wanted to continue drinking, but the bottle he picked up was empty, and he threw it aside irritably, and then looked around for wine with drunken eyes.

After searching around but not finding it, he took a deep breath and stretched out his arms on the back of the sofa, and leaned on it with his eyes closed.

"What are you doing here?"

"I heard that you are drinking to death, I have to ask you to pay back the debt you owe me before you die."

"What do I owe you?"

"The engagement banquet, I sacrificed my engagement banquet and a cruise ship to help you get rid of your rival, but you ended up like this."

"..."

"The rival in love is gone, why are you still drinking, why? Afraid that she will die for her old lover?"

Hearing this, Li Zijie opened his eyes suddenly, "You reminded me that she might really die for love."

As he spoke, he fumbled in his trouser pocket to find his cell phone, intending to tell Morega to send someone to watch her more closely.

He searched left and right but couldn't find it, and started to get bored, Gu Yichi held him back, "It's alright, alright, so many people here can't see her as a sick woman!"

Li Zijie froze for a moment, did not speak, and leaned back on the sofa with his lips pursed.

For a long time, the two did not speak a word.

Gu Yichi looked at his dejected brother, and couldn't stand it any longer. He picked up two bottles of wine, opened them and handed one to Li Zijie, "It's done. After drinking, I'll take you out to have some fun."

"Get out." Gu Yichi stared blankly, took the wine, "I'm not in the mood right now."

"Tsk, this is the rhythm of defending her body."

Gu Yichi joked, but Li Zijie rolled his eyes. He raised his eyebrows, picked up the wine bottle and touched him, "Drink."