Chapter 11 I Haven't Forgotten

Chapter 11 I haven't forgotten

Lin Zhaoying got up slowly with Gu Xinyan's help. When he saw his disheveled clothes, he looked anxious, "Why is it dirty? I'll go to the bathroom with you..."

"No, go back and change."

Although she refused, she held Lin Zhaoying's hand without any intention of letting go. The latter became even more severe, looking rather guiltless, "How can this be? It's not that I don't know how precious this dress is. Designer Catherine is retired now, and you only have a few of his clothes left."

Designer Catherine?

Shu Wei vaguely remembered that Gu Xinyan's clothes were custom-made by a Italy designer, and it seemed to be called this name...

At that time, she did not care about these things, and the clothes were just some decoration for her. Gu Xinyan's, whether it's designer Catherine or something else. She never paid close attention to it.

"Go to the bathroom and wash it first, then send it to the dry cleaning." Lin Zhaoying spoke in an orderly manner, and Shu Wei couldn't find a reason to refute it. He could only reach out and stop him, "I'll go with you."

"Doctor Shu has a foot injury. Let's rest first. Are you worried for a few minutes?"

Shu Wei opened his mouth and wanted to nod, but when he met Gu Xinyan's slightly reproachful gaze and thought about his limping leg, he could only grit his teeth and remain silent.

The two of them left for a few minutes, and Qin Yuanxing was still lying on the sofa with a drool. The colleague replied to the noise again, and someone ordered a sad song, "Short hair," which was also a mess. When Shu Wei heard this, he was even more at a loss. He sneaked out without anyone noticing.

"Doctor Shu?" Someone shouted.

Shu Wei pursed her lips, "I'll go out for a while."

The toilets were not far away, and the New forest bar was well known for its high class atmosphere. Coming out of the box, you could see the refracted light illuminating the entire corridor. There were many people coming and going, but shu wei still saw them at a glance.

"Xin Yan, don't refuse me."

Lin Zhaoying's voice was heard, and Shu Wei's heart was in his throat. He leaned carefully against the corner and peeked out of the corner of his eye.

The two of them turned their backs to her, unable to see clearly. However, lin zhaoying wrapped herself around Gu Xinyan, but it was clear.

This damn woman!

"Xin Yan, have you forgotten all about us?"

"Zhao Ying, it's you who left me."

"Yes... But I also want to be worthy of you. As a girl, I can go abroad for whatever reason? Do you think life abroad is easy? Do you think I don't hurt at all?"

Shu Wei pinched the potted plant in the corner with both hands and tore off a few leaves. From her point of view, she could see the man's broad back and his arms, which were like water snakes wrapped around it.

"I know you don't love her, and you're only with her to piss me off. How long have you been together? One or two years? But Xin Yan, can't we be compared to a little girl in twenty years?"

Little girl?

Shu Wei straightened her chest and wanted to tell her that although she was not as big as her, she was definitely not a little girl.

But the next moment, her attention was no longer on it. Because the man never gave an answer, Shu Wei didn't dare to breathe hard anymore.

Gu Xinyan did not speak for a long time, and Shu Wei suddenly felt that his silence represented something. If you are reasonable, why should you acquiesce?

"I don't care. You're not married yet. You can't deprive me of the chance to pursue you!"

"Zhao Ying." Gu Xinyan finally spoke. Shu Wei thought he was going to reject Lin Zhaoying. The last sentence knocked her back to her original form. Such a pretentious woman should not let her go.

But when she poked her head out, she saw two bodies hugging each other tightly. The man bent over, his arms tightly wrapped around her, and the tight lines on his shoulders seemed to have hit her the most violently, hitting her directly in the heart.

"I haven't forgotten."

Shu wei seemed to have been struck by lightning and froze on the spot. Her fingers were pressed against the hard wall, and her fingernails cracked from exertion. The words she had just heard echoed in her mind.

The man's deep and hoarse voice repeated over and over again, "I haven't forgotten, but every time I think of it, it hurts everywhere."

Shu wei laughed at herself, her eyes turning red unconsciously. The tenderness just now turned into nothingness. How could this man hold another woman tightly after he sweetly said "Go home" to her?