C50 Drunk or Faked?

Her beautiful figure danced with the music in his arms.

She didn't know how to respond to his question.

The lights dimmed, and he could no longer recognize her.

Is that so? How, then, should she respond to him?

Zhao Yingnan suddenly felt that the wound on her chest had been torn open by him once again.

It was so painful that it tore her heart out.

So love is so broken.

Just a single word from him was enough to make her lose all hope.

Suddenly, she felt that her world was dark and spinning,

She just let him hold her, but she didn't respond.

The corners of her beautiful lips curled up slightly. In an instant, she revealed a peerless smile.

In this world, the more beautiful things were, the more fragile they would be.

Her smile was the same. Tears welled up in her eyes as she smiled.

It was crystal clear and filled with sorrow.

Mo Chengfeng couldn't bear to see her like this, so he took her in his arms.

"What are you crying for?" In the dim light, the men and women around him were still dancing.

She leaned against his warm embrace, feeling even more wronged.

The grievance of not being loved, the grievance of not being able to beg,

An unremembered grievance.

It was as if he had seen her cry more than once since they had met.

A woman's tears were the most powerful and useless weapon in their hearts.

It depends, after all, on whether men love it or not,

When a man truly loves a woman, he won't let her suffer even a little bit.

If he didn't love her, he would be much colder.

Before she could reply, the song ended. Song Chengyun impatiently pulled Zhao Yingnan away from Mo Chengfeng.

This time, she didn't refuse. In fact, she even voluntarily left his embrace.

"Brother Mo!" A fourth person suddenly appeared out of nowhere among the three people — — Zhang Le Le Le.

The girl was still young, so it was quite funny for her to wear formal attire.

She ran towards Mo Chengfeng with a face full of joy.

However, the man quickly moved to the side.

She missed.

"Stingy!" Zhang Le Le Le lifted up her skirt and steadied her mind. She first frowned and then couldn't help but pout her lips.

Taking advantage of these few minutes, Zhao Yingnan had been brought far away by Song Chengyun.

However, Mo Chengfeng's gaze was still following that beautiful silhouette.

"Don't tell me you were tempted?"

From the moment Zhang Le entered the door, she saw Mo Chengfeng dancing with a beautiful woman in his arms.

His expression, attentive and loving,

That was her, something she had never seen before.

In all these years, she had never seen him, not even once, not even once.

Not to her, not to her cousin Chen Yilin.

Therefore, she guessed that the girl was special to him.

"Yes." The melodious music started up once again and Zhao Yingnan left …

This made Mo Chengfeng no longer have any interest in dancing. He just loosened his tie.

He found a corner, sat down, and started drinking alone.

In the middle of the dance floor, Song Chengyun saw that Zhao Yingnan's eyes were red, and she was extremely angry.

"Zhao Qu, give me some tips!"

It was a displeased tone, but it was filled with concern.

"Yeah, I know. I won't cry."

Zhao Yuenan raised her head, forcibly pushing back her tears that were on the verge of flowing out.

"What did he do to you?"

Even if he was displeased, he still wanted to know the whole story.

At this moment, Zhao Yingnan's eyes were shining with tears. She was wearing a gorgeous dress.

In addition to her graceful and natural dancing, anyone who saw her would have thought that she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Moreover, it carried with it a hint of pity.

"He …" "I don't recognize me anymore."

If you don't think of each other in your lifetime, you will think of each other in your lifetime.

Perhaps, in this world, the two people who were once the best were the ones who caused the most heartache.

"If you say you don't want to see me, then don't want to see me. Now, if you don't want to know me, then don't want to know me."

Zhao Yingnan felt that Mo Chengfeng's thoughts were indeed hard for her to understand.

Sometimes, she could clearly feel that he was not as heartless as she was in the past.

However, sometimes, his words and actions would also be so resolute and cold.

"You Lu, now you're finally going to die, right?" Tomorrow, come back to America with me. "

Song Chengyun knew that this method of throwing one's life on the ground would hurt her a lot.

However, it was only in this way that Zhao Yingnan could be reborn.

One could not live forever in the shadow of the past. There was still a long way to go in her life.

As the new upstart of the mall, Mo Chengfeng would naturally be fawned over by many in such an occasion.

Zhang Le Yue saw him drink the wine without any hesitation and could not help but become anxious.

"Brother Mo, you don't need to drink anymore," The girl frowned and tried to stop Mo Wuji.

Mo Chengfeng gave her an intimidating glance, his eyes were dark and deep.

It was hard to guess what he was thinking in such a short period of time.

Zhang Le Le rarely saw such a person like Mo Chengfeng, she couldn't help but shiver.

It was as if a man's eyes were filled with intense anger and a hint of undisputable sorrow.

As the lanterns began to light up, the men and women present were all dressed in luxurious clothing.

They all looked very noble and elegant, and their manners were extraordinary.

Everyone had a smile on their faces.

More or less, they all carried some profound meaning.

After all, no one can really be happy on an occasion like this.

Most of them came here with a sense of benefit.

The world of the rich was nothing more than a resource exchange.

Mutual assistance, seemingly friendly and kind, but actually,

It was all about money.

Mo Chengfeng was a man with extremely strong self-control. But tonight, he had the same attitude as himself.

It was very, very abnormal. Drinking alcohol didn't seem like a way to socialize.

It was more like wanting to get drunk.

"CEO Mo's tolerance for alcohol is really good. Could it be that a thousand glasses of wine isn't drunk?"

The person who spoke to him was the female boss of an advertising agency in Beijing,

It is said that he was a very handsome man of the third generation,

He wasn't young, he was twenty-eight years old.

"How is that so? Director Fang, you must be joking, but I feel that tonight's wine is pretty good."

I just drank a few more cups. "

Mo Chengfeng raised his eyes and replied with a casual tone.

When the woman saw that he was willing to speak in such a decent manner, her good impression of Mo Chengfeng multiplied.

"Is that so? "Looks like I have to try it more."

With her delicate makeup and soft eyes, she thought it was enough to make any man fall for her.

"Go away, you old woman! Stay away from Brother Mo! "

The one who spoke was the one who had always been in love with Mo Chengfeng, Zhang Le Le.

If not for the business relationship between the Mo Clan and the Zhang Clan, how could Mo Chengfeng tolerate her appearing by his side time and time again?

"Le Le, don't mess around." Mo Chengfeng's tone of voice didn't have the slightest hint of accusation.

Women were not stupid, they understood in an instant.

"CEO Mo, I'm sorry, I've just recalled that Director Wang came looking for me, excuse me."

Mo Chengfeng nodded with an indifferent expression.

"Le Le, it is only today that I seem to have understood why I spared your life.

more than your cousin Chen Yilin. "

His words were directed at Zhang Le Le Le; however, his gaze could not help but fall upon Zhao Yingnan, who was standing beside Song Chengyun.

His messy thoughts, bit by bit, were all cleared up.

Ten years ago, he had loved her, he had loved her at that time, at Zhang Le Le's age,

For some reason, he had hurt her, which was why she was crying.

That was why, when he first saw her, he felt that she was different.

She was familiar to him.

However, he still had one thing to verify.

Which one was the real her?

Was it because of her unremarkable appearance, or because of her peerless beauty?

"Why?" When Zhang Le Le saw Mo Chengfeng talking to her in such a pleasant manner, she couldn't help but smile happily.

She approached him cautiously, looking at him expectantly.

"Because I once loved a girl at her tender age,

She also called me "Brother Mo."

It's just that, in the end, it's still just like, you're not her.

"The girl you just danced with?" Zhang Le Le Le looked down with a sad expression on her face.

Although she was a proud and domineering girl, she wasn't that unreasonable.

To be more precise, her concept of love was very clear. Love was love, not love, not love.

Previously, she chased after Mo Chengfeng because she felt that there was no woman by Mo Chengfeng's side.

We're all single. Why don't you try?

But now, Mo Chengfeng had clearly told her that although she was sad, she didn't cause any trouble.

"Yes, but I made her sad."

As Mo Chengfeng spoke, he took a glass of red wine from the waiter's tray and drank it all in one gulp.

Late at night, the banquet came to an end.

Mo Chengfeng didn't know how much he drank, but he felt a splitting headache.

It really was painful, but this headache wasn't even worth the pain he felt in his heart.

His heart ached, Zhao Yingnan's tears …

His heart ached. She and Song Chengyun were that close to each other.

He remembered that when they came, Song Chengyun was holding her in his arms as he spoke to the media.

"He is the most important person in my life. I will use my life to protect him."

Is it an oath or love speech?

Mo Chengfeng really drank too much, his face was slightly red.

He suddenly felt a bit scared, a bit scared,

Lose his love.

He left the party at the end of the day and sat in the car smoking a cigarette.

Zhang Le Le Le saw his gloomy expression.

He was somewhat anxious …

"Brother Mo, if you like it, you can go and snatch it!"

The little girl's thoughts were naturally simple. Once she became anxious, she began to randomly come up with an idea.

"You don't understand. Love isn't about stealing."

Saying that, he took out another bottle of red wine from the car and started drinking again.

He really wanted to get drunk. That way, he wouldn't have to think about anything else for the time being.

Song Chengyun and Zhao Yingnan did not leave the venue ahead of time, and they stayed there until the end of the banquet.

The two of them then prepared to leave together.

"Have you made up your mind? Do you want to come with me to America?"

He felt that he shouldn't let Zhao Yingnan think too much into it. He should strike the iron while it was hot and bring her away from Mo Chengfeng.

"I've thought it through. I'm not going."

"Yes," Zhao Yingnan answered with a trembling voice. She knew that such an answer would make him furious.

However, she still firmly refused with her eyes.

"You …" What should I say about you? "

Sure enough, Song Chengyun's expression turned extremely ugly, and it looked like he was about to flare up.

Zhang Le Le Le ran over while holding her skirt.

"Hey, you're the woman that brother Mo likes. Hurry and see him, he's going to die from drunkenness!"

In a sense, the two of them could be considered rivals in love.

Zhang Le Le came to find Zhao Yingnan. At this moment, she wasn't that great to help them achieve their love.

The main reason was because he was worried about Mo Chengfeng. If he kept drinking like that, he was afraid something bad would happen!

"You are not allowed to go! Zhao Youlan! You pig! I told you not to go, did you hear me? "

Amidst Song Chengyun's flustered and exasperated voice, Zhao Yingnan frowned as she tried her best to stop him.

He followed Zhang Le Le Le without looking back.

Zhang Le Le, Zhao Yingnan still remembered the little girl who had confessed in front of Mo Chengfeng's office.

Beautiful looks and a boastful personality.

"Brother Mo?" At this moment, Mo Chengfeng was leaning against the seat of the sports car with his eyes closed. It was unknown whether he was drunk or asleep.

Beside his hand was an empty bottle of red wine.

"It's all your fault. I had better kill him!" In a moment of desperation, Zhang Leyan unhappily scolded Zhao Yingnan.

"Do you want to send him to the hospital? Or send him home? "

Zhao Yingnan opened the car door and a strong smell of alcohol wafted out.

Not caring about anything else, she shook his hand and found that his palm was very cold.

"Let's send him to the hotel first and have him lie down for a while before we decide what to do!"

After all, Zhang Le Yue was still young, and upon seeing Mo Chengfeng like this, he had long been at a loss.

"He's probably just drunk. He'll be fine."

Zhao Yingnan comforted Zhang Le and was prepared to pull Mo Chengfeng along.

She had not expected the man to directly hold her tightly in his embrace, preventing her from moving at all.

"Humph!" Zhang Le saw Mo Chengfeng slowly open his eyes.

Naturally, he knew that both of them had been tricked.

He obviously wasn't drunk, so he left in a rage.

She didn't want to stay here and watch them talk.

Without waiting for Zhao Yingnan to react, Mo Chengfeng pushed her away.

He began to vomit while holding the carriage.

He didn't eat at night, and he drank so much,

Basically, he didn't spit out anything. He just retched.

"Are you okay?"

Ye Zichen didn't care whether he was acting or not just now, seeing that he vomited so much …

Zhao Yingnan's heart was about to hit her throat.

Mo Chengfeng didn't respond to her, but he slowly leaned towards her.

It's a way of finding someone to lean on after being alone for so long,

No matter how strong a man was, there would always be times when he was tired.

What was needed was not the complete strength of a woman.

She was there, she was by his side.

"Hold on, I'll take you to the hotel," Zhao Yingnan said gently with a frown.

He put his arm around her shoulders and a small part of his body fell on top of her.

It wouldn't make her feel uncomfortable, but it made her feel very comfortable.

Fortunately, the location of the banquet was quite bustling,

Soon, she led him into the hotel.

Fortunately, it was late. Otherwise, when the two of them walked into the hotel,

He was definitely going to be caught by the reporters. At that time, he didn't know what they would write.

Zhao Yingnan had come out in a hurry without her wallet. She had no choice but to extend her hand.

to reach into his pocket,

to pull out his wallet and ID card,

"Hello, Miss. Mr. Mo is the shareholder of our hotel. I will directly bring you upstairs."

Although Mo Chengfeng looked like he was drunk, he was still good-looking.

He had an extraordinary temperament, but his eyes were closed.