Li Pei's words kept on echoing in Yan Luoluo's ears, causing him to feel uneasy.
Why did she care so much? Yan Luoluo tried her best to convince herself that she had already decided to cut off all ties with him.
But the day before, he had confessed to her that he liked her, and now he even had a fiancée.
Sure enough, men were all big pig's feet!
Looking at the Flower of Longevity that was carefully placed into a vase, Yan Luoluo thought that maybe Mu Beihan had given it to her, but now she was a little unsure.
Was he just playing with her?
It was because Li Moshu was his fiancee that she was so angry when she saw her eating with her last time at dinner. Right, if it was her, she would also be very angry.
That was why Li Moshu had sent people to take revenge on him. Nie Guihua was one of the people from Li Family.
The more he thought about it, the more bitter he felt.
Dr. Zhong's medicine was quite effective. In the afternoon, the swelling on her face had mostly disappeared. One couldn't even see if she covered it with a layer of powder.
After Mu Beihan massaged his leg yesterday, it had already become swollen.
When she returned home, the Xiao Qingfan was still not home. Since her home was empty, Yan Luoluo took out her mobile phone and suddenly wanted to call Cheng Jinchuan and ask him to come out and drink a cup with him.
Jinchuan might be very busy now, although Yan Luoluo knew that the moment she asks, Jinchuan would definitely come, but she did not want to trouble him.
Then go by yourself.
Yan Luoluo had changed into a black suspenders skirt that was applied with bright eye shadow, lipstick, foundation, and light. She used all of them, and the person in the mirror suddenly became enchanting, even her gaze was full of flirtatiousness.
Even the ones who had children, she thought, were feminine.
Stepping onto a pair of 10 cm high heels, Yan Luoluo shakily entered the biggest bar in the whole city.
The Palace.
Beautiful women were always pleasing to the eyes, not to mention an especially beautiful woman like Yan Luoluo.
The lights in the bar were very bright. When the colorful lights shone on her face, her exquisite facial features were faintly discernible. On the contrary, it attracted even more people to come closer.
Yan Luoluo's figure was very good, her front and back was raised, her figure was well-proportioned, as though she had no bones, and her entire body was as soft as water.
Such a beautiful lady sitting there would attract a large number of wolves that would deliver their human heads to her.
After refusing the eighth man who wanted to buy her a drink, Yan Luoluo was actually a little proud of herself.
Over there.
Lu Zhinian was drinking restlessly, and had been watching him very closely, as if he was his own possession.
He was extremely aggrieved.
Recently, he had always been thinking of Yan Luoluo, the Yan Luoluo who would first seek his opinion on everything and wholeheartedly focus on him with only him in her eyes.
Sometimes he regretted it, but most of the time he was quite at ease. He always thought, look, how badly this woman had lost him, and that she would have to go out and earn her own milk powder, not to mention taking the baby with her.
This was all the fault of that woman. If she could come and beg him, he wouldn't mind if the two of them got back together. He wouldn't mind if she had children, and he could even give her some money.
How generous this was.
The friend next to him bumped into his shoulder and said, "Look, that woman is a new face. She's not bad looking."
Lu Zhinian frowned, his gaze following the direction he was pointing at and looking, he said: "What?"
With just a glance, Lu Zhinian wiped his eyes. Did he see wrong?
Isn't that woman Yan Luoluo?