C63 I Hope You Can Accept Me as Well

Jiang Wangshu felt that Zhou Yu was being unreasonable. He remembered what Zhou Yu had said and poured a glass of water over Zhou Yu's face. "Is there a normal person in your family?"

Zhou Rui wiped his face and pressed her hand down, "You mean my sister? That was her own indiscretion, she was the one who seduced me … " He also knew shame, but he did not say the word "uncle", "Weren't you the same as him, getting along with him? Didn't you just hook up with someone rich a while ago? It's the same for women. "

"Is this how you treat women?"

"Did I say something wrong? You were in the swimming pool with him, and that intimate look, if it wasn't seduction, what was it? "

Jiang Wang Shu was so angry that his entire body was trembling. "Don't think that everyone is as despicable as you."

"I'm filthy?" He whispered into her ear word by word, "I'm a man, I can see that person has a reaction to you …"

"Pah!"

Halfway through his words, he was interrupted by Jiang Wangshu.

The surrounding people all raised their heads to watch the commotion.

Jiang Wenshu stood up, trembling with anger. "Keep talking nonsense!"

Zhou Rui rubbed his face and stood up as well. Jiang Wang Shu had reached his shoulder and his aura had greatly weakened.

"I'm spouting nonsense? I can see it clearly! "

"You …" She picked up her cell phone and put it in her bag. She couldn't think of any worse words to curse at him, so she squeezed out two words from between her teeth, "Something's wrong!"

After settling the bill at the cashier's desk, she went out to take a taxi. It was not a good idea to take a taxi on Friday night, so she stopped several cars without stopping. Her whole body was trembling.

"I'm not done speaking yet, why are you running?"

"I don't want to hear your bullshit."

Zhou Rui stepped forward to pull her up, "You dare to not listen?"

A car suddenly stopped in front of him, and the person in the car took off his sunglasses. "Jiang Wenshu?"

Meng Fan drove past a street and saw someone arguing on the side of the road. He didn't pay much attention to the scene as the car approached. Seeing that it was Jiang Wenshu pulling on a man by the road, she wanted to struggle but couldn't compare to him.

She pulled up in front of her and called out.

Jiang Wang Shu turned around. It was Meng Fan.

Meng Fan looked at Zhou Rui before opening the car door. "Do you want me to give you a ride?"

Zhou Rui frowned and pulled Jiang Wenshu behind him. "Who are you?" There's no need for you to send me off, hurry up and leave! "

Meng Fan looked Zhou Rui up and down, then smiled, "I'm her sister, and who are you? "It's not good to be so hasty on the streets."

Jiang Wangshu followed the steps Meng Fan gave him, opened Zhou Rui's hand, walked to the front of the car, opened the door and sat down. Zhou Rui tapped on the window, "Get down."

She looked straight ahead without looking back. "Drive, please."

Meng Fan pressed the horn twice, put the car in gear, and stepped on the throttle. The red trot instantly turned into a small shadow in Zhou Jing's eyes.

The cold air in the car made her dizzy. She rubbed her temples and turned around. "Thank you."

"I'm fine." Meng Fan slowed down his car and asked hesitantly, "Just now, that person was..."

"A stranger."

"Then all of you were just …"

"No problem." She looked at the scenery and pointed to the intersection in front of them. "Let's quarrel. Just put me down in front."

Meng Fan did not stop. "Where's your home? I'll send you back."

"There's really no need." She stubbornly requested to stop the car. Meng Fan was left with no choice but to stop the car nearby.

When he got out of the car, he pulled the door open. Jiang Wenshu didn't pull it open, but turned to look at Meng Fan. Meng Fan turned and said, "You hate me?"

Between the two of them, other than the first time Fu Yuan had been around, the results of their phone conversations had not been pleasant. However, since she had asked clearly, Jiang Wenshu admitted it openly, "I don't really like you."

"Why? Because of your sister? " Her tone became hard for a moment before softening, "I asked Yang Qing, your sister …" I didn't mean to poke you in the heart. I just wanted to say, I like Fu Yu An, I can take care of him, and Fu Yu An will treat you like his own little sister. I hope you can accept me. "

Sister? This sentence stabbed into her heart like a needle.

Maybe, if he didn't treat her like his sister, how could he take care of her?

"If you like him, then go chase him, and confess to him. Whether you're with him, or not, it has nothing to do with me. I'm not his sister, and at the very least, even if you're together, you won't have much contact with me. It's enough that he likes you, but whether I like you or not actually doesn't have any effect on him."

Her eyelashes were very long, and the makeup on her face was so exquisite that there was nothing wrong with it. Look at this car, no matter if it was a fuerdai or her own business, it was very suitable for Fu Yuan.

"I said I wanted to be friends with you."

"You took your excuse seriously?" Jiang Wenshu leaned back in his chair and praised them wholeheartedly, "I really think you two are very compatible, even though I don't like you that much."

Afraid that Meng Fan would not believe her, she continued, "My preferences will not affect his decision. Similarly, your relationship with me is not the standard for him to consider your relationship, so you can be at ease, right? He was a big person, what did he like and dislike? Did he have to look at the face and opinions of an outsider? You think too much. "

Meng Fan opened the lock, put on his seatbelt, and put on his sunglasses again. "Don't make yourself sound so worthless. I can see that he cares a lot about you. "

Care? He did care about her, Jiang Wangshu thought. In the future, he would also care about other women.

"Thank you for helping me out earlier."

She said this as she got out of the car, closing the door behind her and watching Meng Fan's red trot away. The wind was cold on her face, but it was still wet. She reached out her hand to touch it, and two streams of tears flowed down her cheeks.

There was a convenience store in front of her. She muddled into it and bought a bottle of white wine, a bottle of red wine and a bottle of beer. When she checked out the bill, the employee asked her if she wanted a bag.

People said that it was easier to get drunk when drinking three bottles together, so she tried it out. It was a little bitter, a little astringent, not good, and when she drank it, her stomach felt like it was on fire. It was very uncomfortable, but when she drank one cup, she felt dizzy, as if she was drunk.

She drank half of the three bottles and wanted to cry, but the tears wouldn't come out of her eyes.

Forget it, why did she think this way? Why did she think this way? If she really got sick from the stomach, she would have to spend money to see a doctor, spend money to buy medicine.

A thought flashed through her mind, and she immediately became spirited again. She staggered to the kitchen to prepare a meal for herself.