"You stole my daughter and ruined my company! You vicious woman!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke. He stood up suddenly, his body swaying as if he would fall down at any time.

"I'm going to settle accounts with you! I'm going to make you pay!"

He shouted loudly, attracting more people to watch.

Some people recognized him and whispered about him.

"Isn't this the president of the Fu Group? How did he get so drunk?"

"Didn't the Fu Group have trouble recently? I guess they suffered a huge blow."

"Serves him right! Who told him to abandon his wife and marry a scheming woman?"

The sound of discussion reached Fu Chen's ears, making him even more annoyed and pushing the people around him away.

"What are you looking at! Get out of here!"

He roared like a mad beast. The people around him were frightened and retreated, not daring to approach him.

Just then, there was a commotion at the door of the bar.

Ning Nanxue and Jiang Tingchen walked in.

Jiang Tingchen was wearing a casual suit, looking gentle and elegant, while Ning Nanxue was wearing a smart black suit, with a cool temperament.

The two walked side by side, like stars in the dark night, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Ning Nanxue and Jiang Tingchen had originally agreed to discuss something here. As soon as they walked into the bar, they heard Fu Chen's shouting.

She frowned slightly, looked in the direction of the sound, and saw the drunk Fu Chen at a glance.

He was in such a miserable state and looked so ugly, where was the trace of his former superior demeanor?

A trace of disgust flashed across Ning Nanxue's eyes, but then she regained her composure, as if she had just seen an insignificant stranger.

Jiang Tingchen also saw Fu Chen, and his eyes instantly turned cold. He stood in front of Ning Nanxue, blocking Fu Chen's gaze.

Fu Chen also saw Ning Nanxue.

Under the influence of alcohol, his consciousness was a little blurred, but Ning Nanxue's figure was extremely clear.

She is still as beautiful and dazzling as ever, and standing next to Jiang Tingchen, they are a perfect match made in heaven.

And what about him? He was alone, in a state of disgrace, and was watched by everyone like a clown.

The strong sense of gap instantly shattered Fu Chen's rationality.

He pointed at Ning Nanxue and yelled at her.

"Ning Nanxue! You bitch! How dare you come here!"

"Are you here to laugh at me? Do you think I'm pathetic and miserable?"

His voice was sharp and piercing, full of resentment and unwillingness.

Ning Nanxue stopped and looked at him coldly.

There was no expression on his face, as if he was looking at a trapped animal struggling to death.

Jiang Tingchen frowned, took a step forward and stood in front of Ning Nanxue.

"Mr. Fu, you are drunk, please be careful with your words."

His voice was low and warning, carrying an undeniable authority.

Fu Chen became even more furious when he saw Jiang Tingchen defending Ning Nanxue.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you meddle in my business!" He pointed at Jiang Tingchen and cursed.

"You are Ning Nanxue's gigolo! A loser who lives on women!" Jiang Tingchen's eyes turned cold, and his aura suddenly became fierce.

He grabbed Fu Chen's wrist and swung it hard. Fu Chen lost control of his body, staggered back a few steps, and almost fell to the ground.

"Mr. Fu, I'm warning you, watch your mouth." Jiang Tingchen's voice was extremely cold, as if it came from the abyss of hell.

"If you dare to disrespect Nan Xue again, I don't mind making you look even worse." His tone was calm, but with a chilling sense of oppression.

Fu Chen was intimidated by Jiang Tingchen's aura and was speechless for a moment, not daring to say anything rude. He stared at Ning Nanxue with resentment, as if he wanted to eat her alive.

Ning Nanxue never looked at him. She held Jiang Tingchen's arm and spoke calmly.

"Tingchen, let's go. There's nothing good to say to a drunkard."

Jiang Tingchen nodded and responded gently.

"Okay, let's go." The two ignored Fu Chen and walked straight to the back of the bar.

Their figures, under the hazy light, looked particularly well-matched and dazzling.

Fu Chen looked at the two people's backs as they left, and his chest seemed to explode.

Jealousy, anger, resentment, humiliation, all kinds of emotions intertwined together, almost swallowing him up.

He clenched his fists tightly, digging his nails deep into his palms, but felt no pain at all.

"Ning Nanxue..." He muttered to himself again, his voice full of despair and hatred.

Just then, a soft voice sounded behind him.

"A Chen, why are you so drunk?" Xu Zhiru hurried over and felt distressed when she saw Fu Chen's miserable appearance.

She quickly stepped forward to support Fu Chen, reprimanding him in a gentle tone.

"Your body won't be able to handle drinking so much. Come back with me." Fu Chen felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw when he saw Xu Zhiru.

He hugged Xu Zhiru, buried his head in her neck, and said aggrievedly like a wounded child.

"Zhiru, they all bully me and everyone looks down on me." Xu Zhiru gently stroked his hair and comforted him softly.

"It's okay, Achen, I'm here and I'll always be with you." She carefully supported Fu Chen and led him out of the bar.

Under the dim light, a barely perceptible hint of pride flashed across Xu Zhiru's face.

Back at the hospital, Xu Zhiru carefully took care of the drunk Fu Chen.

She helped him take off his coat, wiped the stains off his face, and brought him some warm water to drink.

Fu Chen opened his eyes drowsily, and when he saw the gentle Xu Zhiru in front of him, a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

"Zhi Ru, you are still the best to me." He said vaguely, grabbing Xu Zhi Ru's hand and holding it tightly.

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