Chapter 13 I won't break down, not here
The lobby manager of "Jiang Yue" almost trotted over to greet him, his eyes quickly locked onto Lin Jinyun, his face breaking into the most ardent of professional smiles.
"Ms. Lin, your private room is ready, please follow me."
Lin Jinyun nodded slightly and walked forward with a natural elegance, as if this was her territory.
Gu Manman was pushed forward by the crowd.
The decoration of the private room is luxurious yet elegant. There are delicate little flowers in the porcelain plates on the table, and even the chopstick holders are carved from golden nanmu.
She chose a seat closest to the corner, hoping to make herself as invisible as possible, but the director invited her to sit at the main table.
"Teacher Gu is the main creator, how can she sit in the corner?" The director pulled her arm enthusiastically.
Lin Jinyun sat in the first seat, opposite her was the seat reserved for the crew director, while Gu Manman was arranged to sit on Lin Jinyun's right.
"It's my honor." Lin Jinyun said with a smile, with silent provocation in his eyes.
When the menu was handed over, Lin Jinyun said casually, "No need to look at it, just the ones that Mr. Shangfeng always orders."
Gu Manman's hand holding the cup tightened unconsciously.
Sea cucumber, abalone and bird's nest were served one after another, and each dish was as exquisite as a work of art.
She ate a few bites with difficulty, but the food felt like wax in her mouth and she couldn't even taste anything.
Lin Jinyun raised her glass frequently, and her gestures fully displayed the grace and composure of a lady from a noble family.
"Ms. Lin and Mr. Feng are truly a match made in heaven!" Female screenwriter Yao Ling said with a smile, holding a wine glass.
Lin Jinyun smiled lightly: "Thank you all for liking it."
Just then, the door of the box was gently pushed open, and the lobby manager walked in with a middle-aged man in a black uniform.
"Manager Luo, is there anything I can help you with?" Lin Jinyun asked after putting down his chopsticks.
Manager Luo bowed slightly, smiling broadly, "I heard that our young mistress is coming today, so our boss specially ordered a bottle of 1982 Lafite to entertain you, our distinguished guests."
"Young Madam?" The screenwriters all raised their heads at the same time.
The spoon in Gu Manman's hand fell into the bowl with a clang, splashing a small amount of water and wetting her cuffs.
"Congratulations, Miss Lin! Good things are about to happen!" The producer was the first to react and raised his glass to congratulate.
"Yes, she is called Madam now, so it seems the wedding date is not far away!" The assistant director also agreed with a smile.
Lin Jinyun smiled reservedly, her eyes quickly swept across Gu Manman's pale face, and a hint of pride flashed in her eyes.
"Manager Luo, you're too polite. We haven't even gotten married yet." She said softly, but without any intention of denying it.
"Oh, we are all family now, it's not too much to call her Young Madam!" Manager Luo smiled, "Boss Feng is infatuated with Miss Lin. Last time, in order to arrange a birthday party for Miss Lin, he personally came to the store three times!"
Gu Manman felt dizzy, as if countless knives were slowly cutting her heart.
"Come on, let's toast to the future Madam Feng!" The director raised his glass.
"Young Madam Feng!" everyone said in unison, and the atmosphere was lively.
Gu Manman stood up silently and walked towards the bathroom. She needed to escape while she could still maintain the last bit of her dignity.
She took a deep breath and splashed cold water on her burning cheeks, trying to calm herself down.
"I'm not going to break down. Not here," she whispered to herself in the mirror.
When I returned to the private room, Lin Jinyun was no longer seated.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the box subtly eased.
Gu Manman returned to her seat and found the glass in front of her filled with wine by the waiter.
The dark red liquid swayed in the crystal glass. She picked up the glass calmly and drank it all.
The spicy liquid slid down my throat and ignited a fire in my stomach. It felt good, at least temporarily dispelling the biting cold in my heart.
"Teacher Gu, don't drink so quickly." The young screenwriter Yao reminded kindly.
Gu Manman smiled and poured herself another glass. This time she didn't drink it immediately, but gently shook the glass, watching the liquid shimmer under the light.
"It is said that this is what Mr. Feng left for Miss Lin." The producer at the side lowered his voice, his eyes gleaming with gossip, "If Miss Lin hadn't come today, we wouldn't have been able to drink this top-quality wine."
Gu Manman smiled again, her smile filled with sarcasm and helplessness.
After the second glass of wine, she began to feel a little dizzy.
Fifth glass of wine. Most of the people in the room had left, and the few who remained were still discussing the script in a low voice in the corner.
No one noticed how much Gu Manman had drunk, and no one knew what she was thinking.
She looked at the liquid in the cup, and seemed to see Feng Mingzhou's eyes in a trance - the eyes that once sparkled because of her, but now sparkled with tenderness for another woman.
Five years ago he said: Manman, when the day comes when I regain my sight, you will marry me.
Five years later he wanted to marry another woman without even an explanation.
It turns out that love is like this glass of wine, mellow and strong, intoxicating, but it will eventually run out.
But before she had enough to drink, someone snatched the cup away.
She was immersed in her own world, and her memory was like a projector, constantly playing every bit of the past.
They walked together in the rain, hugged each other, he stayed by her side all night when she was sick, and shared the stolen warmth and tranquility.
Her vision was blurry, a mixture of tears and alcohol.
She suddenly laughed, and her shoulders trembled slightly.
As I laughed, tears silently fell.
Some people come and go, some stories never have an ending.
She loved him like a moth to a flame, knowing that it would burn herself, but still without hesitation.
But he chose a safer path, chose the expectations of his family, and chose a love that was well-matched.
The bottle is empty.
Gu Manman stared at the empty bottle and suddenly felt that it was very much like her heart at the moment.
Where once there was love, now there is only emptiness.
[Gu Manman, Mingzhou and I are on the terrace on the third floor]
The phone screen lit up, and Gu Manman stared at the message from the unknown number, her chest tightening. She didn't need to guess who it was - Lin Jinyun.
She didn't want to go. She really didn't want to go. Going would be a disgrace to herself.
But her feet were already moving toward the door.
Curiosity and jealousy were like two poisonous snakes, entwining her reason.
She really wanted to know what Feng Mingzhou was doing at the moment and what he was talking about with Lin Jinyun.
As the elevator went down, Gu Manman looked at herself in the mirror - her eyes were red and her lips were tightly pursed.
She was really stupid to jump into it even though she knew it was a trap.
Lin Jinyun's methods were ridiculously clumsy, but he always managed to accurately grasp her weak spots.
Every move of that man became an obsession that she could not get rid of.
As she walked out of the elevator, the cold wind blew away the heat on her face, but it could not blow away the burning fire in her heart.
She gritted her teeth and quickened her pace.
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