He stood up from his seat.
I drank too much alcohol.
Ah Liang swayed slightly as he stood up.
Who cares?
He whispered something.
His voice was hoarse and rough.
"The person is dead, so who would suspect me?"
Shaking his head, Ah Liang put down the bottle.
Who would have thought?
This season, it's clearly the sweltering heat of summer.
A sudden gust of cold wind blew by, and Ah Liang broke out in a cold sweat on his back.
He stepped back and leaned against the railing, which shouldn't have caused any serious injury.
Who knows?
There was a loud cracking sound.
The fence behind me suddenly broke.
Ah Liang was startled, his foot slipped, and he fell from the second floor.
Scream.
It came from above.
The guests in the courtyard hadn't even realized what was happening yet.
Bang!
A loud bang.
It looked like something heavy had fallen from a great height.
It landed squarely on the long table.
The surrounding guests were terrified when they saw someone fall from the building.
A commotion broke out in the crowd.
Someone went up to check.
It turned out to be Ah Liang.
The man's expression changed, and he quickly called Lao Luo.
The night air was slightly stuffy.
While leading Fengjue on a tour of the villa, Lao Luo received a phone call from a colleague.
I heard that Ah Liang fell from the second-floor balcony and is now unconscious.
He was so frightened that his face changed color. He turned around, said something to Feng Jue, and hurriedly walked out.
You Hua was watching from behind, raising an eyebrow, seemingly wondering what had happened.
"My lord, shall we go down and take a look too?"
Why does it feel so lively downstairs?
I have no idea what they're talking about.
Compared to her curiosity.
The man pursed his lips, his face expressionless.
"Go by yourself if you want to."
He turned and walked toward the living room on the second floor, his voice cold.
You Hua frowned, feeling slightly uncomfortable.
Thinking to myself.
Feng Jue is really just like Nan Qiaosheng before him.
He has a terrible temper and is very stubborn.
No matter what you say or do, the other person will always act like it's none of their business.
I don't want to deal with it anymore.
You Hua saw Feng Jue go to the living room, but she didn't follow.
He turned around and walked towards the stairwell.
A short while later, someone walked towards us from the other end of the corridor, backlit by the light.
At that moment, Feng Jue was standing at the window looking down at the crowd gathered below.
As the faint sound of footsteps approached from behind.
He raised an eyebrow and turned slightly to look at it.
Without realizing it, he met Rong Chang's deep gaze.
The man's eyes flickered, but he didn't speak. "..."
But she came from the front.
I stopped next to him.
At that moment, Rong Chang glanced down into the courtyard below.
The noise around her continued, but she remained silent, turning her gaze away and looking at Feng Jue.
She raised her lips, a half-smile playing on her lips, and said, "My lord, it's been a long time."
How long has it been?
It's probably been two or three months.
It's been so long since I've seen him, but he seems to be doing quite well.
Feng Jue wasn't unaware of the sarcasm in her words.
He didn't want to say anything.
But her delicate brows furrowed unintentionally.
The ambulance had already arrived at the scene.
Down below, Lao Luo's wife paced back and forth anxiously.
"How could this fence just break like that?"
Ah Liang was being carried onto a stretcher.
Lao Luo followed beside him.
He looked preoccupied.
He frowned when he heard his wife say those words.
He said, "Alright, what's done is done, so stop nagging."
"I'm going to the hospital now. You stay here and take good care of the guests."
"That's not a good idea, Lao Luo," someone chimed in.
Today is Lao Luo's birthday.
The birthday person is gone, what's the point of having a party?
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