Chapter 68

The aftereffect of red wine began to rise slowly. She began to feel that her limbs were not her own at first. It seemed that an invisible thread had penetrated into her body. Someone was controlling the thread. She was like a puppet, her hands and feet were affected.

Completely unable to make strength, holding the sober up hand suddenly dropped, hit his thigh outside, "pain." She frowned bitterly, then came to her eyes with the utensil in her hand, "why don't you give me a drink?"

That pair of eyes, which had already been covered with scarlet blood, looked around, swept everyone's face without focus, and then fixed it on someone's completely black face around her. Only after a few seconds of pause, she "cut" with disdain. Eyes turn round, and swept a circle, and finally settled in the cloud of the face.

"Hello, you." With a bang, the decanter fell to the table. Maybe her vision became a little blurred. Instead of falling to the position she thought, the utensil bumped into the cloth on the dishes in front of her. Under the action of a sudden external force, the small porcelain bowl suddenly tilted and fell to the plate placed below. Then, due to inertia, the small disk rolled toward the edge of the table in a circular arc.

Fu Xiaoqian want to save, but also just bumped to the edge of the bowl, small porcelain bowl with her strength, rose a height, finally fell to the ground.

Debris scattered all over the place.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll do it. I'll do it." She murmured, trying to stoop to pick it. At the moment, the weight of the head seems to be heavier than the weight of the body, a center of gravity is not stable, the head almost fell down. She was eager to keep her body steady, and because of the force, she sat down. The first time to update

pain, is only once, she just frowned. He squatted up with his hands and reached out to pick up the pieces that were fleeing.

Impressively, a pair of slender good-looking hands intruded into her sight.

She raised a sweet smile and moved up in the direction of her hand Just said half of the words, she was born to swallow back to the stomach.

"Who are you? I said I need your help. Don't be so self righteous all the time, OK? Go away Her hand was waving in the air with such exaggeration, but she didn't touch a bit of it.

Liao Zhenbo didn't make a sound. He took her by the arm and tried to lift her from the ground. The first time to update

this time, Fu Xiaoqian patted off his hand very accurately, "please do me a favor, can you stay away from me? Why do you always have to be so domineering, so assertive to control my life, why? "

At the end, the voice became more and more mournful. The eyes that stare at Liao Zhenbo are very big. Can still have dense water vapor hazy her eyes. She screamed loudly, startled the already sour eyes, could no longer bear the weight of water vapor, a string of crystal like liquid, rolled down to the cheek, along her beautiful radian, converged to the jaw. Drop by drop, just like a pearl on a jade plate, splashing, raising a room of dust.

She seemed to be aware of something. Suddenly she covered her face with her hands and squatted down again.

As if in the effort to forbear, voice in intermittent across the fingers. But the thin shoulder trembled more severely, just like the trembling leaves under the autumn wind, trying to stick to the branches with all his strength, how could he bear the leaves being so merciless and fierce that he had to admit his life and fall with the wind. It bumped in the wind, trembled from side to side, curved, and finally fell to the ground. That pair of leaves cry, that is a leaf unwilling, that pair of leaves helpless.

"You don't need to pick it up, sister-in-law. The waiter will clean it up later." Li Haoyu stood up and bent down to persuade Fu Xiaoqian.

"Leave her alone, leave her alone." Liao Zhenbo, who is sitting in his seat with a gloomy face, takes the wine glass on the table and pours it down. He opened his thin lips, but the voice was permeated with darkness and dampness from hell, as if rolling on the tip of his tongue, jumping out of his teeth one by one.

Yes, he was angry.

I'm completely angry.

How can he not be angry? He can't have his wife completely. Not only was it her first time, but even her heart had already gone away. Why is she so mean to him? She doesn't even want to leave a little corner of her heart to him. The big palm is clenched under the table, and the protrusion on the joint is like the protrusion of small steel balls from the back of the hand. The perfectly manicured nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, but they could not resist the pain from his heart.

He seemed to hear the voice from the bottom of his heart, like the fragments lying on the ground, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, inch by inch split, incomplete.

"Yun, ask the waiter to serve the wine." Jiang Shangyuan takes a look at Muyun.

Yes, wine is a good thing. Especially in such an atmosphere, it can paralyze everything and melt everything.

At this time, Fu Xiaoqian needs it, Liao Zhenbo needs it, and even the other three people present need it.

Wine, on hearing this word, Fu Xiaoqian woke up from a dream, stood up from the ground, swept up the glass, "come on, drink." The hand holding the glass stretched forward, trying to touch them. They found their glasses as clean as ever.She was embarrassed to lead the corner of the mouth, "I'm sorry, I just drank up, and then on a bottle."

"Ah? Oh, good, good, good. " Looking at what happened in front of him, Muyun seems to think of himself, and his eyes also hide sadness. When he heard that he was asked to serve wine, he was just like waking up from a big dream.

Then he raised his hand and pressed the call button on the table.

Soon, has been standing at the door waiting for the attendant, gently buckle the door plate, and then twist the door handle came in, "excuse me, what's the order."

"Open another bottle of red wine." Muyun said.

"Well, is it still this one?" The attendant respectfully reconfirmed.

"Well." Muyun nodded.

"Cough, cough, cough." Fu Xiaoqian, who is looking up to drink all the red wine at the bottom of the glass, is choked by the number. Her eyes widened in disbelief, her hand movement stopped in the air, and she confirmed again, "how many bottles? Two hundred thousand? "

"Yes, yes." Having worked here for so long, I haven't seen that guest react so much to the price. This is the first time, such a strong reaction, so that the attendants are a little at a loss.

"Do you want to be so extravagant?" Fu Xiaoqian took the glass on the round table. This time, it was very accurate, which was the position she wanted to leave. Then frowned, eyes dangerously narrowed up, eyes in the light suddenly shot to Muyun, "there is so much money, do some charity is not good?"? Why waste it on the dining table? Do you know what 200000 means to those poor children? Maybe it's their rations for years. "

Fu Xiaoqian wants to vent her anger tonight, otherwise she is afraid that she will be engulfed by the anger, ignite it, and then burn out and turn into a wisp of ash.

She didn't know why she was so sad when she heard that Liao Zhenbo threatened her to stay with her family. She didn't know why her heart would reject this reason and hate it so much.

She didn't know.

She really doesn't know.

Besides, she didn't want to know.

"We do charity. We do it all the time." For Fu Xiaoqian, Mo Mingjiang's anger burned to his Muyun, I don't know what kind of reaction to do, he can only answer blankly.

"Boss, is the wine still on?" Even if it is a sudden situation, but for well-trained waiters, or quickly from the stupefied reaction.

Muyun looks at Liao Zhenbo. He doesn't respond. If you look at Jiang Shangyuan and Li Haoyu, they have no response either. He had to nod, then put up two fingers, swung his wrist and motioned the waiter to go out.

Fu Xiaoqian's legs softened and she sat down on the chair. The eyelids were as heavy as a mountain. When she closed it, she struggled to open it again. With all her strength, she just opened a crack. Finally, she had to admit her fate and close it again. She fell to the table, and there was no more movement.

Leave a table of the city's most valuable bachelors, you look at me, I look at you, dare not speak out.

Only Liao Zhenbo, first of all, had a reaction. He put his well-defined hand in his trouser pocket, took out the mobile phone with his name engraved on it, pressed a key, and the phone went out.

"Well, come to yunguixuan." His voice was heavy, but it was full of rage.

"I'm drunk, ma'am." I didn't wait for a reply, so I closed my cell phone. Then, with a word, he slipped and fell to the table.

A pair of deep amber light eyes, I don't know if it is because of the light, become dark, like a pool can't explore to the bottom of the deep sea, where there is a circle, like a bottomless hole, like is accumulating terrible waves, just need a little bit of power, can set off ten thousand feet high, overturn the world, destroy everything.

This is the first time for the three of them to see Liao Zhenbo with such eyes.

They know that perhaps silent company is what Liao Zhenbo needs most at the moment. As if time is so static, a second, two seconds, a minute, two minutes, slowly and quickly passing.

Bang, bang, bang

there was another knock on the door, this time Wang Lin.

"President." She stood quietly at the door, called Liao Zhenbo in a light voice, and then did not forget to nod to the other three present.

But Liao Zhenbo's eyes are all focused on the person lying on the table, "send her home." He didn't turn his head to look at Wang Lin. he said in a very light voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing a sleeping person or disturbing her dream.

Home, the word let Wang Lin's heart like a bee severely stung for a while, very painful, but she did not show it.

She is the opposite of Fu Xiaoqian. She knows how to endure and how to whitewash her unhappiness. She nods and walks towards Fu Xiaoqian calmly.