Chen Zui felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, a dense, tingling pain spreading through his heart. He tried his best to maintain his expression and pulled out a chair to sit down.
The people at Nanzhi's table were all gossip experts, and after she admitted it, they couldn't help but try to get more information out of her.
What's your boyfriend's name?
"Could it be Jiang Songen?"
Nan Zhi shook her head. "No, his name is Gu Zhou."
Everyone gasped in surprise.
Who is this person? I've never heard of him before. Could he be someone outside the entertainment industry?
"Chen Zui, drink less."
Nanzhi heard Brother Zhao's voice coming from the director's table not far away. Although it was very soft, she still heard it.
She looked up slightly and saw that Chen Zui's eyes were red, whether from drinking or something else.
Nanzhi was eating when her phone rang, so she got up and went outside to answer it.
The original owner and Gu Zhou were siblings, but the original owner took her mother's surname, while her brother took his father's surname.
Gu Zhou called and said that something came up and he couldn't come over. He told Nan Zhi to go home first and he would pick her up tomorrow. Nan Zhi agreed and hung up the phone.
She was about to go back when, before she could even turn around, a large hand pulled her into the dark emergency exit.
The hallway was dimly lit. Nan Zhi knew the other person was Chen Zui. Before she could speak, he pulled her into his arms.
She tried to push him away, but he held her tightly.
The two were too different in size, and she couldn't escape his grasp.
In the end, she could only helplessly lower her hand.
Chen finally kissed her enough and slowly released her.
But his hands remained tightly clasped around her.
Nanzhi found it amusing: "I already have a boyfriend, are you trying to become a mistress?"
The number "three" seemed to transform into a sharp sword, piercing Chen Zui's heart. A shameful memory involuntarily surged into his mind.
His mother passed away because of the interference of a third party in their marriage.
He hates third parties more than anything in his life.
Even so, he still didn't want to let go of the girl in front of him. He closed his eyes tightly and said with difficulty, "Yes..."
Nan Zhi stared at Chen Zui in disbelief. The once aloof and unsmiling movie star was now gripping her clothes with trembling hands, his eyes filled with tears, as if he was about to cry at any moment.
"Zhizhi..." He was probably drunk, and he actually pleaded with her, "Please don't be with him, please..."
He must be drunk to say such things.
That's precisely why it's so heartbreaking.
Nan Zhi sighed and raised her hand to wipe away the tears that had slid down his cheeks. "I was lying to you."
"Gu Zhou is my older brother, and I have never dated him."
She hugged him tightly, rested her head in his chest, and said in a low voice, "From the moment I was with you, I knew that I could never fall in love with anyone else in this life."
Chen Zui felt as if he were hallucinating, his thoughts completely disrupted by her words.
My heart, which had been aching terribly, now felt like a sponge soaking in water, constantly expanding and growing.
He couldn't tell if he was happy or sad; he just felt a stinging sensation in his nose, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.
He held her, slowly tightening his arms around her.
"Zhizhi..."
If only what she said was true.
In fact, Chen had a hunch about it a long time ago.
Nan Zhi may not love him as much as she appears to.
Otherwise, how could she not be sad at all after he had been watching her in secret for so many days?
She was lying to him, wasn't she?
She pretended to like him, got close to him, and perhaps she already knew that he was the one she was chatting with, so she deliberately let him fall in love with her step by step.
Even though he knew perfectly well that her affection was fake, Chen Zui couldn't help but believe it and become obsessed with it.
"Zhizhi, I love you."
It doesn't matter if she doesn't love him.
As long as she never leaves her.
When Chen was drunk, he was very clingy, holding Nanzhi tightly as if afraid she would run away.
"It might not be appropriate for me to take you back. Why don't you call Brother Zhao and have him come pick you up?"
"No," Chen Zui refused, leaning on her shoulder with a slightly coquettish tone, "I want to go back with you."
Nanzhi chuckled: "Aren't you afraid of being seen by others?"
Chen shook his head seriously, "I'm not afraid, I'm just afraid you'll be unhappy."
Nan Zhi's smile faded.
Aside from being a bit stubborn, Chen Zui is actually quite good.
To be honest, Nam Chi sometimes really wants to let herself fall in love.
But the more she experienced, the more she realized that it was all a lie.
Their people are fake, their love is fake, their children are fake...
She dared not let herself be trapped in this false world.
Because once she goes back, she'll be the only one left feeling sad.
Nanzhi helped Chen Zui out of the building.
They happened to run into Brother Zhao, who was looking for Chen Zui.
"Chen Zui, what are you doing here?"
When Brother Zhao saw Nanzhi supporting him, before he could think of anything else, he instinctively wanted to help Chen Zui over.
Unexpectedly, Chen avoided him and continued to hold Nanzhi tightly.
His face had a rosy glow, but his eyes were brighter than ever.
Brother Zhao suddenly had a bad feeling. "Chen Zui, you guys?"
Chen Zui's lips curved upwards, with a hint of boastfulness, "I like Nanzhi."
Brother Zhao seemed to have been struck by lightning, standing there dumbfounded.
Even Nanzhi couldn't help but be surprised.
What he said next was even more shocking.
"I want to tell everyone that I love Nanzhi and I want to be with her."
As he spoke, he pulled Nanzhi toward the banquet hall.
Nanzhi quickly pulled him back.
If he were to say that, the two of them would be the headlines tomorrow.
"I understand. I believe you, and I like you too. Let's talk slowly, there's no rush. Let's go home first, okay?"
"Go home?" The drunken Chen was somewhat dazed; his eyes flickered, as if he were resisting. "Don't go home..."
"Shall I take you to your hotel?"
"No." Chen Zui hugged her tightly. "I want to go back with you."
He just wanted to be with her.
Seeing how clingy he was, Nanzhi had no choice but to lead him outside.
She glanced at Brother Zhao, who looked completely dumbfounded, and said, "I hope you can keep tonight's events a secret for now. Go back and tell Director Wang and the others that Chen Zui had something to do and left first."
Watching Nanzhi leave with Chen Zui, Brother Zhao wiped his face.
His mood was like a rollercoaster right now, going from one shock to another, thrilling and exciting.
Nanzhi hailed a taxi and took Chen Zui home.
The house is empty; it's almost all tidied up.
There were bags and packages scattered in the living room.
Gu Zhou was nowhere to be found, and he hadn't even loaded the things into the car.
But it's perfect, I can spread it out and sleep there for the night.
As soon as Nan Zhi put Chen Zui down on the sofa, he grabbed her hand tightly.
Chen Zui looked at the packing bags in the room, his thin lips pursed, "You're leaving?"
"They are leaving."
As soon as Nan Zhi finished speaking, Chen Zui's eyes reddened again.
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