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Fang Zinan raised his head to look at Shang Yiqing, then looked at him. The pen in his hand moved, preparing to sign the letter of rest.

Shang Yiqing's heart almost jumped out of her throat. Was he really going to sign it? Was he going to sign it now? She felt her heart beating very hard, as if it was about to jump out from her chest. At this time, she wished that time could stand still. Why did she have such a strange thought?

The brush in his hand landed on the letter, and Fang Zinan quickly drew a few strokes on it. Then he gave it to Shang Yiqing, "Alright!"

He really signed it?! Shang Yiqing's face didn't just change drastically. She used her trembling hands to take the letter of rest. She saw that there was a ball of ink covering her signature and the place where Fang Zinan had signed was blank. Her uneasy mood changed. Her fear turned to anger. This Fang Zinan guy? She was actually playing tricks on her? Annoyed, she raised the letter in her hand and asked, "Why didn't you sign it? Are you kidding me? "

Fang Zinan coldly glanced at her and asked: "Why didn't I sign it?"

"What about your name?"

Fang Zinan sneered: "I never said I wanted an autograph, no matter how I drew on this paper, it would still be counted as my signature!"

"You …" Blood spurted out of Shang Yiqing's face, but it was still wet from the cold rain. She stepped forward and grabbed Fang Zinan by his shirt, "You scoundrel!"

Fang Zinan shook her hand away, then flicked his lapel with his hand, revealing a look of disgust. "Listen up, only I can divorce my wife, not you. Also — I don't have the decision to divorce you, so just give up!"

He had thought that the other party would say something else, but to think that his words would be so hurtful! His complicated feelings changed again and again, and Shang Yiqing's expression became even uglier. He asked angrily: "F * ck off! I will never see you again! "

Fang Zinan looked at her and forced a smile. "Are you that annoying?"

"That's right!" "I hate you when I see you, you bastard!" Being teased and angered by others was a matter that angered people. Shang Yiqing's temper was not good to begin with, and now that she was on the verge of collapsing, it was not strange for him to not say anything!

Fang Zinan looked at her with an unfathomable gaze, making it even harder for people to understand. He howled into the sky, his voice filled with laziness and fatigue, "Alright, since you don't want to see me again, I'll leave now." As he spoke, he left the study, dashed into the rain, and left.

Shang Yiqing held the infuriating letter tightly and tore it into pieces, tossing them into the air before landing in the study room. There were still some pieces of debris on her body! She could no longer use her anger to express her feelings. She hated him to the extreme!

The "national beauty" was the most famous brothel in the city.

The girls here were all beautiful and beautiful. Ever since the book break, Fang Zinan had moved here. Every day, he would stay there and forget about everything else.

"A drop in the bucket! A drop in the bucket! A drop in the palm of Chu Yu's slender waist!" The female singers on the dance floor were dancing, their faces covered by red gauze. When the last line of the song was finished, the leading singer had already turned around and threw himself into Fang Zinan's arms. Only a pair of beautiful eyes could be seen outside the red gauze, which was captivating.

Fang Zinan put his arm around the prostitute's slender waist and smiled. He playfully used his finger to draw across her veil, his voice low and full of magnetism. "Lady Piaomiao is indeed a beauty with both beauty and charm. This king likes you just like this!"

Under the veil, her elegant eyes revealed a myriad of emotions as she asked, "Although you said that you liked it, why didn't you see your eyebrows unfurl? It seems that the Prince has something on his mind. "

Fang Zinan laughed: "You also saw this?"

"What kind of men have I never seen in this brothel before? With such a heart full of worry for the prince, how could I not understand?"

Fang Zinan's smile faded as he replied in all seriousness, "A smart woman can see through me, but I won't say it. Since you can see through me, why did you say it?"

Soo Soo sat up from Fang Zinan's bosom. Her eyes dimmed as she said, "I can't help but feel sorry for you when I see how worried you are."

"You don't have to feel sad for This King. Since you can see that This King is unhappy, why aren't you drinking with This King?" As Fang Zinan spoke, he pushed the wine cup on the table forward.

Elegant smile, there was an indescribable beauty in it. "I haven't taken out the red muslin yet, so how could Elegant Drink with the Prince?"

Under the veil was a delicate and beautiful little face. Her eyebrows were like crescent moons, her pupils were like crescent moons, her lips were like cherry red, and her skin was white and rosy.

After taking off the veil, she smiled sweetly and put the wine in front of Fang Zinan's mouth, "My lord, first, drink three cups of wine, then I'll accompany you."

As he drank this cup of wine, a cynical smile appeared on his handsome face. Playing with his elegant fingers, he muttered to himself, "Elegant, you're really considerate. I've been staying here for the past few days, and you've always made me happy. You little girl, how do you want This King to reward you? "

Ego touched the place where Fang Zinan's brow was furrowed, trying to smooth out the sadness in his voice. "Ego doesn't want anything, she just wants you to be happy."

"Being happy is a day, and being unhappy is a day. What's the difference between being happy and being unhappy? " Fang Zinan murmured to himself. Then he sucked the wine that was brought to his lips and looked outside the window. Outside, the chrysanthemums were blooming, red, yellow, white and purple in color. A gust of autumn wind blew by, and many petals fell to the ground. The only thing that could be seen was a pile of yellow flowers. He could not help but sigh. "Those who abandon me shall not be allowed to live on yesterday's day; those who confuse my heart shall have many worries today!"

"Your Highness, do you want me to touch the zither for you to relieve your boredom?" Although Fang Zinan had stayed in the brothel for a long time, he knew that there was no day when he was happy. There was always something on his mind that couldn't be resolved.

Fang Zinan nodded: "Sure."

Elegantly getting up and playing the zither, her fingertips moved along the strings as a wonderful song slowly flowed out.

Fang Zinan raised his drunken eyes and looked at the slender jade hands moving on the strings. Suddenly, he thought of that day when he played the zither for Shang Yiqing in the back garden. The memories were vivid in his mind, but now they seemed like generations later. How could he let her understand his thoughts? It wasn't that he didn't like her, but he couldn't like her. With his body, he was afraid that sooner or later he would harm her! But how could he be able to pull them away? Forget it, Wuqing did not seem to have many emotions and hardships. He would shed tears for others until daybreak! How could she understand?