Because of the low fever, Yan Luoluo only felt that her eyes were in pain and her head was spinning. How could she not understand Cheng Jinchuan's thoughts?
Yan Luoluo could only shake her head: "Jinchuan, I'm really not feeling well right now, can I talk about this later?"
Seeing that, all of the thousands of words that was stuck at the corner of Cheng Jinchuan's mouth could only be swallowed back down. The only thing that could be said was, "Then you should rest well.
Yan Luoluo nodded and walked towards the resting room tiredly.
Watching Yan Luoluo's figure gradually disappear around the corner of the third floor, Cheng Jinchuan looked at the two empty cups of wine in his hands, with an indescribable loneliness in his eyes.
He did not know when he would be able to get back to France if he was taken back by his family.
Outside the banquet, Lu Zhinian held the wine cup and followed Yan Luoluo up to the third floor. Only when her figure disappeared from his line of sight did he reluctantly retract his gaze and finish the wine in his cup in one gulp.
When Yan Luoluo had spoken on stage earlier, he had already noticed that Yan Luoluo was no longer the same as before. She was now even more charming, to the point where Lu Zhinian felt that he had never met her before.
After drinking a few cups, Lu Zhinian felt that he had gone too far. He asked the waiter: "Excuse me, where is the resting room?"
Seeing that Lu Zhinian was about to fall, the servant immediately reached out to support him, pointing to the third floor, "Guest, the lounge will turn left on the third floor."
"Thank you."
Lu Zhinian stabilised his body, and then, Yan Luoluo disappeared from the third floor as she went to rest.
He did not know if it was because of the alcohol or the courage, but Lu Zhinian wanted to go up and explain his heart to Yan Luoluo, and tell her that the person he loved was her, and not some Yan Xueman!
In the resting room, there were no lights in the room, Yan Luoluo leaned on the sofa, only the faint light emitted from her phone's screen.
"Jinchuan, for all these years, I am unable to repay you for all that you have done for me, but I really do not wish to continue delaying you for even longer.
After thinking for a long time, Yan Luoluo still pressed the send button.
In the past, she had always been afraid that if she said these, it would make Cheng Jinchuan even more sad.
And when Cheng Jinchuan, who was at the banquet, heard his phone ring, took out his phone to realize that he had received news of Yan Luoluo, his face instantly revealed a happy smile, thinking that it was the time Yan Luoluo had arranged for him to meet him.
But when he saw the message, Cheng Jinchuan's smile froze.
He had finally persuaded his family to come back from France in order to see her, but he hadn't expected to receive such a message.
What was it for?
Cheng Jinchuan mocked himself as he looked at the message on his phone. He wanted to reply Yan Luoluo, but he didn't know what to say.
He still didn't want to let go of her like this. Was their five years of relationship just going to end like that?
Yan Luoluo, who was in the resting room, was not well either. Seeing the message, her heart was a mess.
She did not want to make Cheng Jinchuan sad. After all, in her heart, Cheng Jinchuan was one of her few good friends, and he had given her even more help in France.
However, he still couldn't force things out of his heart. Yan Luoluo kept his phone and put it in her bag, sighing helplessly.