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But her brain has not been clear up until now. It is clear that she has been wronged, but Jiang Minshan does not help her at all, criticizes her, and even locks her in the room in front of her grandmother.

Hearing the sound of the car starting in the yard, she knew that Jiang Minshan had gone out. She immediately sat up from the bed and wanted to go out. But she twisted for a long time, and didn't open the door. Then she knew that the door was locked by her mother from the outside.

She was so angry that she immediately kicked the door with her foot, but she didn't want to hurt her toe. Her tears came out. Angry, she threw out her high heels.

The pain of her toes spread to her brain. The pain of her heart upset her when she saw everything. First she smashed the vase, and then she lost everything on the dresser.

There's really nothing going well, which makes Zhou Biying angry. She falls down on the bed, frowning and staring.

Back at that point last night. Zhou Biying takes the red wine poured by popo head girl to Fu Yi, with a smile on her face and a sweet voice, "Fu Yi, you're here." The living room of

villa is very large. It is filled with the smell of alcohol and tobacco. It smells of perfume, plus the men and women who are drunk on the sofa. Zhou Biying is also wearing a miniskirt, which makes Fu Yi frown.

Thinking of adding something to the wine, Zhou Biying was still a little guilty, but she felt more shy. She handed the glass to Fu Yi, "here you are."

Fu Yi clenched his lips, but did not take the glass. Instead, he said calmly, "I have something to say to you."

Maybe it's the intimate pictures that her brain imagines, which makes Zhou Biying not think about other places when she hears Fu Yi's words, but think that he wants to confess. She is very happy, and she is a little shy and says, "what do you want to say?"

It is to this kind of erosive scene to have no good impression really, Fu Yi's brow locks tightly, "go out to say again."

Even talking alone, Zhou Biying only felt that she was in a great mood and couldn't hide her happy smile. Popo behind the girl quickly pushed a dazed Zhou Biying, "hurry up, Biying!"

Zhou Biying immediately turned to put the wine glass back to the villa, and ran to the outside with light steps.

Outside the villa, under the dim street lamp, Fu Yi stood there alone. When she got to the place, Zhou Biying stopped, straightened her hair with a smile, walked past gracefully, and then called out, "Fu Yi!" Then she looked up at him, he is still so handsome under the street lamp, just standing there, let her heart. She said shyly, "now there is no one else. What do you want to say to me?"

"Biying, there's something I'd like to talk to you about earlier." Fu Yi didn't look at Zhou Biying, but at the night scene of the capital in the distance.

Zhou Biying's heart is very happy, "what's the matter?"

"I don't think I can marry you!"

Zhou Biying's smile suddenly condenses on her face. She looks at him blankly and thinks about what he said just now. This thing is too sudden and she can't react to it. "What are you talking about?"

Fu Yi repeated patiently again, "I can't marry you!"

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Biying this just returned to God, can't control the anger in the heart, "we have been engaged, and at that time the elders are at the scene, why don't you say don't knot?"

"I don't love you, I can't marry you," Fu Yi said frankly.

Zhou Biying's heart will break when she hears, "but I love you. I like you." What she expected was his confession, but what she was waiting for was his cruel words.

He actually said that he didn't love her and would not marry her, which made her have no way to accept.

"I'm sorry." Fu Yi frowned, hoping to make this matter clear with Zhou Biying as soon as possible. At the beginning, the engagement between the two people was entirely Ruan's intention. The reason why he didn't object at that time was that Ruan told himself that he and Zhou Biying were lovers who had been in love for a long time. Besides, at that time, he thought it didn't matter who he married.

Zhou Biying was flustered and began to cry. "Can you erase everything if you don't love me and I'm sorry? Fu Yi, you can't abandon me at this time... " She pulled his sleeve nervously and asked angrily, "is it because of Chu Mengyao that you are doing this now? Has she seduced you again?"

For Zhou Biying physical contact, Fu Yi is very disgusted, and she also mentioned Chu Mengyao, which makes him more upset. He pushed her hand away. "I think you already know what I mean. I'm so sorry, Biying."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhou Biying was a little distracted. She ran after him and threatened him with every word, "Fu Yi, aren't you afraid that your uncle will stay there all his life?"

Fu Yi frowned and ignored her.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhou Biying thought her threat had an effect, and continued, "our engagement was made by grandfather Ruan. Now I don't agree to cancel it. You're not qualified to say that you don't marry me!"

"As for my grandfather and your parents, I'll talk to them myself." Fu Yi's brow is frowning more tightly.Seeing that his car left the villa mercilessly, Zhou Biying stamped her feet angrily, "Fu Yi, you will regret it in the future." the car soon disappeared at the corner, and Zhou Biying cried bitterly.

When she returned to the villa, everyone was dancing to DJ music, and no one noticed her coming in. She was a little angry and sat on the sofa. She took a bottle of wine and drank it directly. After thinking about it, she still felt uncomfortable. After a while, popo girl came over from the dance floor and asked with a smile, "where's your fiance?"

"He's gone!" Zhou Biying burst into tears.

"What's the matter with you, Biying?"

"He's breaking up with me." Speaking of these things, Zhou Biying only feels very sad.

"What the hell, I dare to dump you!" The girl looked angry.

"What do you think I should do now?" Zhou Biying cried and asked.

Popo head girl comforted her, "that kind of man actually dare to do this to you, back to your parents to deal with him." She is playing happily, pulled up Zhou Biying, "go, let's dance."

Zhou Biying was very unhappy, but as she danced, she felt more and more high, and all her troubles disappeared. And then she didn't remember what happened. When she got up in the morning, she found herself naked and lying on the big bed with a strange man. She was so scared that she lost her face.

Although she is a bit headstrong, her private life is not erosive. She was so frightened that she ran away immediately.

Zhou Biying thought of what happened last night, a burst of regret in her heart, and now she still has some pain in her head, but how could that happen last night.

She is a little angry. If it wasn't for Fu Yi's heartless parting, how could she get drunk? If she wasn't drunk, how could she roll the sheets with strangers.

In the past, when she and Fu Yi were in H City, they got along well. Now Fu Yi suddenly wants to break up. It must be because of Chu Mengyao. It must be this woman who never gave up to hook up with Fu Yi. Otherwise, Fu Yi won't break up.

She would never agree to break up.

Thinking that Chu Mengyao will appear in the concert tonight, Zhou Biying is angry. She immediately makes a phone call to her aunt and tells her purpose in a coquettish way.

After hearing what she said, she didn't refuse directly. Instead, she hesitated and said, "Biying, I can't be the master in this matter." Then she tentatively suggested, "you'd better ask your father to deal with this."

Without a satisfactory answer, Zhou Biying pouts her lips and thinks that she still doesn't dare to call Zhou Junyun. Instead, she calls Du Fei. Her voice is very serious, "Uncle du..." Then she accentuated, "you must help me with this matter!"

hearing the speech, Du Fei frowned. He looked at Zhou Junyun in the back row from the rearview mirror. He was keeping his eyes closed and lowered his voice in embarrassment. "What are you talking about? What a bad signal

All of a sudden, the phone was cut off. Zhou Biying was very angry. Du Fei was really good enough to hang up her phone. She immediately angrily dropped her cell phone on the bed.

No, Chu Mengyao can't be in the limelight.

With this in mind, Zhou Biying jumped up again from the bed without wearing shoes. She stood directly on the balcony and said loudly to the nanny who was cleaning the yard, "help me open the door quickly!"

There are still half an hour to start the concert, blue sky theater has continued to come to a lot of audience. Martha's promo is on the big screen.

Backstage people are busy, in a hurry for the final inspection and preparation.

Martha stood there alone, her eyes closed, as if thinking of something. No one came near her, afraid to disturb her.

The concert started soon. The blue sky theater was full of audience. Martha went to the stage in her best clothes. She bent down gently and the audience applauded warmly.

Soon the melody of the cello was played in the theater, and the concert began.

Busy backstage suddenly became quiet, many staff went to the curtain to listen. Chu Mengyao is the only one in the dressing room.

She was sitting in the corner of the dressing room, her hands crossed on her knees, and her ears were listening to Martha. At this moment, her heart beat faster. Frankly speaking, she would be nervous at this time.

The whole concert is two hours long, and she will perform in the middle of the time.

Suddenly a hand on her shoulder, she looked back in surprise.

"How do you feel? Are you nervous? " Lu Yuancheng looks at her with a smile.

"A little nervous," Chu Mengyao nodded honestly. Although it was still an hour before she came on the stage, her palms were sweating.

Lu Yuancheng smiles and pats her on the shoulder. "Don't be nervous. Daisy praises you for your wonderful performance."

Knowing that Lu Yuancheng was encouraging herself, Chu Mengyao chuckled, "thank you!" She admitted that she was very familiar with the two pieces to be played and practiced skillfully, but her usual practice and real performance on stage were two completely different concepts. If you don't play well on stage, then