He laughed sarcastically and asked, "Why? Do you want that man to feel involved?"

So good at playing?

Ruan Weisi's face changed, revealing an expression of humiliation.

"Snapped!"

She raised her hand suddenly and slapped him in the face.

In the end, I restrained my strength for fear of angering him.

But I couldn't help but feel happy in my heart.

It turns out that beating someone feels so good...

No wonder Ruan Xingchen often puts on an expression that says "I don't want to talk to you" and just raises his hand to hit.

Unable to explain why, he felt a little excited in his heart. Ruan Weisi clenched the hand that hit him, but the tears in his eyes became even more intense. He said angrily: "Shut up!"

"How dare you hit me?"

Compared to the almost negligible pain, what Gu Zhao could not accept was the challenge to his dignity.

His rage intensified, and he grabbed Ruan Weisi's neck, pushing her against the railing, and said harshly, "Who gave you the courage?!"

"Gu Zhao! What am I in your heart?!"

Ruan Weisi was rarely timid, and stared at him with red eyes.

Her slender hands grasped his, a look of pain on her face. "I'm human too, with a heart made of flesh and blood, not stone! What do you think of me when you doubt and question me like this?"

"What can a suit prove?"

She choked with sobs and said, "I was just holding someone's suit. They had something else to do beforehand, and I was waiting to return the coat to them. What else could have happened?"

"Tell me! What could a suit jacket be?!"

Her voice grew louder, and she cried out, "You really don't know why I hit you? In your eyes, am I so shameless and a philanderer?! I clearly only have you in my heart, but what about you?! You don't even believe me..."

She seemed to be in extreme pain and sadness, covering her face with her hands and crying so hard that her whole body was convulsing.

The white suit jacket fell to the ground without her even glancing at it.

This nonchalant attitude seemed to further highlight the fact that this was just an ordinary coat.

Seeing this, Gu Zhao let go of his hand with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face.

"Why are you holding someone else's coat for no reason?"

He hesitated, but still said stubbornly, "Besides, since you plotted against Huo Yan before, isn't it normal for me to be suspicious? Don't cry, I'm just overthinking it."

She was unwilling to even give a positive apology and even brought up what she had done before as her argument.

Well done, Gu Zhao.

He is good at digging up other people's secrets.

If it were in the past, Ruan Weisi would probably feel sad and disappointed, but now he only felt ridiculed.

She covered her face with her hands, hiding the sarcasm in her eyes, but she only choked out sobs and said, "I've explained to you so many times. I just can't bear to let Ruan Xingchen climb over my head and let someone plot against Huo Yan. If that woman hadn't refused to come, how could I have done such a foolish thing in a moment of anger?"

"I apologized to you many times and never did anything like this again. But you still cling to the past..."

She asked sadly, "If I do one wrong thing, will I be untrustworthy for the rest of my life?"

"Of course not. Now, stop crying."

Gu Zhao responded dryly, pulled her up, and kissed her tears.

The voice was hoarse, "Woman, stop crying. Otherwise, I can only use my own method to make you forget about crying."

"I'm going to cry!"

Ruan Weisi turned his back and said angrily, "Even though you and Miss Wu had such a fight, I never lost my temper with you. I was just helping someone get their suit jacket, and you got so angry with me!"

"You're hurting me..."

Her voice was filled with tears again, and she sounded extremely pitiful: "Am I unwanted? Do I really need you, Gu Zhao? You are just relying on the fact that I love you..."

She was about to cry again.

Gu Zhao sighed, and a bit of heartache welled up in his heart.

He knew very well that there were actually many young talents who liked Ruan Weisi.

But he is the only one in her heart, so she is willing to be an underground lover without any name or status.

Thinking of this, he felt even more guilty.

However, given his proud character, he had to humble himself in front of Wu Yue because of his own interests.

Now, facing Ruan Weisi, how could he possibly say more soft words?

He simply sealed her lips and complaints with his mouth, pressed her directly against the railing, and continued what he wanted to do.

Ruan Weisi rose and fell with his movements, with his back to him, the irony on his face almost becoming tangible.

This man only knows how to solve problems in this way.

Obviously, in front of Wu Yue, he would painstakingly prepare romance, give her expensive jewelry and flowers, and kneel on one knee to apologize sincerely.

Did he also think that she was just an object that depended on him and was not worthy of his careful treatment?

It's ok.

One day, he would kneel before her and cry for her forgiveness.

While the two of them were meeting in private, Ruan Xingchen also found a relatively secluded place and quietly looked at the sea.

The breeze rustles the waves, making them shimmer in the sunlight.

Looking from afar, the sea and the sky are vast and boundless.

It seems to broaden one's mind.

In her previous life, she had never been able to appreciate the scenery so quietly.

Her life was always busy.

At first, I struggled to survive and to pay off the debts owed by my sick grandmother.

Later, I ran around to prove myself and to make others regret.

Lost myself in the rush, gradually walked onto the road of loneliness, and was abandoned by everyone.

It seems that there is not a single second in which I can be myself, relax and enjoy the scenery along the way.

Such leisurely and peaceful moments are rare and worth cherishing for her.

But some people don't give her a chance.

Zhong Sisi was holding a cup of thick red liquid in her hand. When he saw her slim figure, a vicious light flashed in his eyes.

She deliberately walked quietly behind Ruan Xingchen and called out unexpectedly: "Ms. Ruan!"

Then, he pretended to slip and fell forward uncontrollably.

The liquid in the wine glass in his hand drew a circular arc and splashed directly towards Ruan Xingchen's figure in front.

She even let out a fake scream, shouting, "Ms. Ruan, get out of the way! This isn't wine, it's paint!"

Behind her, there was a reporter with a DSLR camera hanging around his neck.

At this moment, he was holding up his SLR camera with the lens cap open, as if waiting to capture this scene.

There was pride in Zhong Sisi's eyes.

Of course, many media were invited to attend the marriage between the Zhong and Li families to promote it.

She specially found a photographer and brought him here under the pretext of taking a few photos for herself.

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