When I entered the door, the first thing I smelled was the pungent smell of alcohol.
There was only a small desk lamp on in the room, the light was dim, and a petite figure was lying on the desk with disheveled black hair.
There were several opened cans on hand.
Shen Mo suddenly felt something was wrong. He walked over, picked up one of them and took a look.
Very good, I don’t know which unscrupulous small workshop blended this fake wine.
"Ningyan, can you hear me?"
Shen Mo raised his voice and said several words in a row, but Jiang Ningyan still didn't react at all.
"Okay, I'll call and ask Lu Bingchuan to pick you up."
Shen Mo wanted to help her up, but before he touched her, he felt something was wrong and slowly withdrew his hand.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Lu Bingchuan said the three words, the drunk man reacted.
Jiang Ningyan shook her head, revealing half of her rosy and delicate little face.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her beautiful red lips moved twice, as if she wanted to say something.
The warm lighting made her look hazy, and at first glance, she seemed unreal.
Shen Mo stared at it for a long time, and when he came to his senses, his face suddenly turned red.
He hurriedly took two steps back and went to the study to pick up the phone.
No one answered the first call. The second time, the busy tone beeped for a long time before the call was finally picked up.
"Who is this?" The man's voice was low and hoarse, mixed with a bit of fatigue.
Shen Mo coughed lightly, not knowing what to say.
"Bingchuan, would it be convenient for you to come to my house? Ningyan is drunk... Or, I can take her back to the Lu family."
There was silence for a moment, and then the voice suddenly became terribly cold. "I'll go over there."
After hanging up the phone, Shen Mo put one hand lightly on his chest, still feeling his heart beating fast.
He knew that in this situation, he should keep his distance from Jiang Ningyan, but he could control his behavior but not his heart.
Let's go into the room and take another look, he said to himself.
When he opened the door again, Shen Mo was stunned.
The room was completely empty, even the cans on the table were gone.
If there hadn't been a smell of alcohol in the air, he would have suspected he was hallucinating.
Shen Mo hurried downstairs and after looking around, he reluctantly came to the conclusion that Jiang Ningyan had left on her own.
He had no choice but to lean on the sofa and wait for Lu Bingchuan to come and "question him".
As he was thinking, Shen Mo glanced at the coffee table thoughtfully.
Was it his imagination? Why did two newspapers seem to be missing?
…
It was late at night and the dew was heavy. When Lu Bingchuan rushed back to the Lu family with anger, the whole city was plunged into a silent slumber.
Several hours passed and he still couldn't find Jiang Ningyan.
It was as if he had disappeared from the world after leaving the Shen family.
Cases of human traffickers abducting women and children kept flashing through Lu Bingchuan's mind, and his face became increasingly gloomy.
There was a dull pain in his shoulder, and a hint of dark red could be seen under his shirt; the wound had torn again.
With a creak, he strode into his room.
He opened the drawer, took out a phone book, and quickly flipped through it.
He needs to contact a few friends and ask them to mobilize people to find someone together.
Before the call was connected, he suddenly heard a slight rustling sound behind him, from the direction of the bed.
"Hmm...who is it..."
A delicate, kitten-like tune came faintly.
Lu Bingchuan's heart suddenly contracted and his whole body tensed up.
He suddenly put down the receiver, turned around and stared at the suspicious bulge on the bed with a cold look.
No wonder I couldn’t find it, it turns out I ran here.
The army green quilt was pulled open, and the light from the desk lamp was a little dazzling. Jiang Ningyan moved her body, and in a daze she wanted to pull the quilt over her.
Her black hair was spread out on the pillow in a messy manner. Her small face, the size of a palm, was white with a rosy glow, as tender as a freshly peeled lychee. Her watery eyes were half-closed, her eyelashes were trembling, her bright red lips were slightly open, and her breath was disordered.
It's like a fairy that sneaks into the bed to seduce people.
Smelling the smell of low-quality alcohol on her, Lu Bingchuan's face became even colder.
Standing by the bed, looking down at her, "Jiang Ningyan, get up."
Jiang Ningyan closed her eyes again, frowned slightly, and moved away from him.
Lu Bingchuan pressed his thin lips into a straight line, his face as cold as the night before a storm.
He leaned over, grabbed the woman's slender white wrist with his big hand, and wanted to pull her out of the bed.
The quilt slipped off and he froze suddenly.
Jiang Ningyan was only wearing a lace suspender nightgown, which showed off her exquisite figure. The hem of the dress rose up with her movements, revealing a snow-white scene.
Lu Bingchuan was stunned for a moment, then immediately covered himself with the quilt.
His voice was low and hoarse, "Jiang Ningyan, wake up, let's talk."
The woman on the bed was like a salted fish. She just turned over slowly, her small face the size of a palm covered by her black hair.
Thinking of her usual "acting skills", Lu Bingchuan was not sure if she really didn't hear it.
"You're avoiding me, aren't you?"
"Ever since we officially confirmed our relationship, your attitude has changed a lot. You're unwilling to make our relationship public, and you're deliberately distancing yourself from me every day."
Lu Bingchuan's jawline became increasingly hard and cold. "Yan Yan, you regret it and don't want to be with me."
There was silence for a while, but no response.
Lu Bingchuan half-knelt down at the head of the bed, his heart as if pierced by countless tiny thorns, "Or rather, you have fallen in love with Shen Mo, right?"
In the silence of the room, he heard a tiny sob.
His dark eyes suddenly darkened, and he reached out to stroke Jiang Ningyan's falling hair behind her ear.
Then I realized that she was crying, her eyes were full of tears, and she was biting her lips tightly, refusing to make any sound.
The red eyes look very much like a rabbit.
Lu Bingchuan's breath was choked, as if his heart was being tightly grasped by a big hand.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, pulled the person into his arms, and couldn't help but soften his voice.
"I won't say anything more, Yanyan, stop crying."
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so mean to you. There won't be a next time, okay?"
It would have been fine if he didn't coax her, but once he did, Jiang Ningyan's tears fell even harder.
He sobbed and it took him a long time to utter a complete sentence.
When Lu Bingchuan got closer, he heard her say the three words "I hate you".
His body stiffened, as if someone had stabbed him in the chest, and he felt a sharp pain with blood dripping down.
"Playboy... stud... heartless man..."
Jiang Ningyan shed tears and said all the words in her mind.
Lu Bingchuan's eyes darkened, and his arms around her gradually tightened, "Yan Yan, did you misunderstand me?"
Jiang Ningyan glared at him without any offense, and reached out to grope for something in the quilt.
After a long time, he pulled out a crumpled newspaper.
Lu Bingchuan frowned slightly and coaxed softly, like coaxing a child, "Newspaper, what's wrong?"
Jiang Ningyan tossed and turned for a long time, and finally found the photo through her tearful eyes.
"You, with another woman..."
"And you left me to eat alone... I hate you so much..."
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