Ruan Xingchen didn't stop there.

She casually held the microphone, calmly looking at the flashing lights below the stage, and raised her lip slightly: "Mr. Huo and I have a good relationship, and I don't want anyone else to disturb us. I also hope that such unnecessary farces will not happen again. I am very troubled."

"No, it shouldn't be like this..."

Zhong Shaoyang screamed in pain, almost crying blood: "Han Xing, don't do this! You are just talking in anger, right? I already know I was wrong, please don't do this. Let's start over, okay?"

His heart was cold and painful.

It was like being torn into two pieces alive.

How could she be so cruel to him?

"Brother Shaoyang, didn't you hear clearly what this woman said? She's simply trampling on your sincerity!"

Li Mian couldn't stand it any longer and rushed over to him crying, "She doesn't love you at all, why do you still love her? What's so good about her? How am I inferior to her?"

"I've loved you for so many years, but it can't withstand just a few months?"

Her eyes were filled with resentment and her pretty face was twisted. She couldn't help crying, "What's so good about this fickle, fickle bitch?"

"I won't let you say that about her!"

Zhong Shaoyang's eyes were full of madness. He pushed her away fiercely and roared, "You don't understand her at all. Shut up!"

He really knew he was wrong.

He knew that he shouldn't retreat again and again, and shouldn't compromise with his family again and again.

Even though the internet was full of rumors about her, he didn't have the courage to stand up and defend her.

but--

He was just a little scared at the time.

No one is perfect. Who can be without mistakes?

Couldn't she forgive him just once?

"Han Xing, don't be angry."

Striving to straighten himself up, Zhong Shaoyang forced a smile, grabbed the hem of her skirt with a pleading look on his face, and whispered, "I did something wrong, but I've sincerely regretted it. I apologize to you. If you're still not satisfied, tell me what you want me to do! Don't say such cruel words..."

"I'm really sad. It hurts my heart to hear that."

"It is suggested that ears that are not in use can be donated to those in need."

Ruan Xingchen curled the corners of his lips slightly, his eyes cold as he sneered, "How many times do I have to say that I have never been moved by you from the beginning to the end? And..."

"If apologies work, what do we need the police for?"

Leaning down, she moved the microphone away, lowered her voice, and said softly, "Zhong Shaoyang, do you think I will forgive you if you apologize? No, I will never forgive you."

"Your confession now is only because your plan failed and you were unable to get me."

Her eyes were clear, as if they could see through all the filth: "If Mr. Huo hadn't come that day, would you have stopped?"

Zhong Shaoyang looked at her blankly.

He knew which time she was talking about.

It was the time when Ruan Xingchen was called back home by Ruan Zeming and given sleeping pills.

Will he?

He will not.

Even though he knew that doing so would lead her into an abyss of no return, he still went without hesitation.

She said that he was better than anyone else and that she would treat her well.

In fact, he was unable to obtain her love after all, so he would do anything to possess her, even to possess the Huo family behind her.

Zhong Shaoyang's eyes narrowed and he was speechless.

Without him saying anything, Ruan Xingchen had already gotten the answer from his eyes.

"You really haven't changed."

With a sigh of emotion, Ruan Xingchen laughed softly with a hint of sarcasm.

Su Shou rudely waved his hand away, she straightened up and said coldly: "You wouldn't stop before, and I won't stop now. Zhong Shaoyang, stop dreaming, I don't love you at all, nor do I hate you."

"My revenge is the price you deserve for your wrongdoing. Stop saying those disgusting things to me. It makes me want to vomit."

In the name of love, it is simply desecrating love.

How much of Zhong Shaoyang's current affection is due to self-admiration?

If he really loved her, how could he have been with Li Mian in his previous life and been indifferent to her death?

Ruan Xingchen was too lazy to pursue the matter.

She raised her eyes and looked at Huo Yan who was standing beside her. The anger that was surging in her heart because of thinking about her past life subsided unconsciously.

"Mr. Huo."

She arched her brows, held out her hand in front of everyone, and smiled sweetly: "Let's go home."

The black eyes, like frozen icebergs, melted at this moment.

In the past, Huo Yan never thought that home was a special place.

A cold house, alienated brothers and sisters, and a family with little affection.

But now, when he heard her say "Let's go home", his heart seemed to be burned, and then sweetness spread.

Holding her hand tightly, his thin lips couldn't help but curl up slightly, and he responded: "Okay, let's go home."

Ruan Xingchen raised his hand.

The emcee subconsciously took a step forward, and even though she couldn't see, he still bent down respectfully and took the microphone from her hand.

The two held hands, walked side by side, and left the messy engagement party scene gracefully and calmly.

Across the street from the entrance of Jinding, there was a black car parked.

Zhong Zeshan was leaning against the car door, smoking and looking over here coldly.

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