Feng Yilin really didn't expect that Yan Shaoting would become more sober the more he drank. He had taken several hangover pills beforehand, but he still started to feel dizzy.
Yan Mojiu called and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother Jiu." Feng Yilin quickly answered the phone.
"Where are you? Come out for a drink."
"Brother Jiu, I'm drinking with Yan Shaoting in his villa. I didn't win the drinking contest with him last time, so I want to get back at him today, but it seems like I'm going to lose."
Yan Mojiu smiled faintly and said, "Let him wait. I'll see how much he can drink."
"Okay, Brother Nine."
Feng Yilin waited for Yan Mojiu to hang up before he put away his phone and looked at Yan Shaoting, "Brother Jiu wants to see how much you can drink."
Yan Shaoting looked clear-headed, but his thoughts were out of control.
He sneered: "Who wants to drink with a love rival?"
He and Yan Mojiu are love rivals whether in dreams or in reality. As long as he and Yan Mojiu both love Xuan Xuan, there will never be a day when they can truly live in harmony.
Feng Yilin's fingers holding the wine glass clenched tightly, and the word "rival" came out of his mouth. It seems that this cocktail is not very effective.
"Cheers." Feng Yilin smiled and clinked glasses with Yan Shaoting again.
When Yan Mojiu came in, Xu Li and others drove out all the irrelevant people in the villa.
Xu Li closed the heavy door and stood outside, feeling uneasy.
In the morning, the eldest lady called and asked where Jiu Ye was. At that time, Jiu Ye was indeed in the company. He did not lie to the eldest lady. But now Jiu Ye came to Yan Shaoting's villa and strictly ordered those who came with him today to keep the trip confidential.
Oh my God, what should he do if the eldest lady calls him again later?
It’s so difficult to choose between Master Jiu and the Eldest Miss.
Xu Li hesitated for a while, and finally chose to turn off the phone - he couldn't find him.
In the living room of the villa, Yan Mojiu walked to the side of Yan Shaoting, glanced at the bottle of cocktail that had been finished, and sat down while pressing Yan Shaoting's shoulder. "It seems that cousin Shaoting can really drink."
"Am I familiar with you?" Yan Shaoting waved away Yan Mojiu's hand and stared at the face that he had hated countless times in his dreams.
"How can cousins not be familiar with each other?" Yan Mojiu said calmly, "If it's really not possible, then a love rival can. You snatched Mingxuan from me, and I have already checked you out and I know you very well."
Speaking of the past, Yan Shaoting laughed out loud, "But you, the Ninth Master of Lincheng, are so omnipotent that you didn't expect that I was not an orphan picked up by my adoptive parents, but an illegitimate child of the Yan family born in a mental hospital."
In the entire Qi family, only his grandfather knew about this.
However, his grandfather considered this incident a great disgrace to the Qi family, and would not utter a single word even if a knife was placed on his neck.
"None of this matters." Yan Mojiu poured himself a glass of wine, brought it to his lips and tasted it slowly, "What matters is that you married Mingxuan, why did you hurt her? I thought you were at least three times true to Mingxuan."
How could he bear to hurt Mingxuan?
She was so nice to him.
So good that it makes me crazy jealous.
"Because of you." Yan Shaoting smiled, tears flashing in his bloodshot eyes, "Yan Mojiu, do you know that you have brought disaster to the Meng family?"
Yan Mojiu didn't say anything.
He really owed the Meng family too much.
"In fact, I knew at the beginning that Xuanxuan didn't really like me. She would always stare at my profile in a trance. Later, I asked Yuan Wei to take a photo of my profile, and it was really very similar to yours." Yan Shaoting drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. "So I learned to treat her well and gently the way you treat her, and she gradually became friends with me."
Yan Mojiu listened quietly, but the wine glass in his hand was about to be crushed.
Feng Yilin was terrified, and the alcohol in his head was mostly sober. What did he hear? My sister-in-law has liked Brother Nine for a long time. Did she notice Yin Ting because his profile resembled Brother Nine? Is Yin Ting the stand-in for Brother Jiu?
Is this world crazy?
Feng Yilin noticed that the wine glass in Yan Mojiu's hand was about to be crushed, and he was hesitating whether to get the medicine box.
Brother Jiu will get hurt.
"I confessed my love to Xuanxuan, but she didn't agree to me right away. She was hesitating. But you know that after I confessed my love to her, I locked her up at home for three days and told her that I would never allow her to date me. This completely aroused her rebellion and pushed her towards me." Yan Shaoting took the initiative to put his hand on Yan Mojiu's shoulder this time. "She and you had a big fight, but you probably didn't know the reason."
He smiled maliciously, "She always wanted to escape from you and tried desperately to hypnotize herself into thinking she liked me because she was afraid she couldn't control her feelings for you."
He was never the main reason for the breakup between Meng Mingxuan and Yan Mojiu.
It was Yan Mojiu himself who used the wrong method and pushed Meng Mingxuan towards him step by step.
"She likes me, why does she want to escape from me?" Yan Mojiu seemed to be talking to himself.
"Because you are her brother-in-law." Yan Shaoting smiled.
"I'm not." Yan Mojiu glanced sideways, "Mingxuan doesn't easily believe rumors from the outside world."
She had said countless times that Yin Ting was treacherous, but because he couldn't produce any evidence, she never believed it.
Therefore, there must be other reasons that led her to believe this so firmly.
"You understand her very well now." Yan Shaoting was drunk and laughed sarcastically and sadly, "Then why didn't you understand her at all before? You personally handed her the unsigned diary of Meng Mingyou, but Meng Mingyou's diary was full of details about her relationship with her boyfriend. You fought with your enemies in Lincheng for Meng Mingyou's death. Didn't you think about what Xuanxuan would think? Well, you lost your beloved daughter, and you were avenging your beloved daughter. You killed like crazy for Meng Mingyou. You rarely communicated with Xuanxuan during those two years. It was you who made her misunderstand her sister's relationship. It was you."
Diary.
Yan Mojiu was stunned, and gradually pieced together in his mind the scene of how Meng Mingxuan began to distance herself from him after he handed over Meng Mingyou's belongings to Meng Mingxuan.
He thought she was blaming him for making her lose her only remaining relative. She was so dependent on Meng Mingyou, and they had such a good sisterly relationship, so she should blame him.
He failed to protect her sister.
But it turns out... this is the truth.
"Do you think I didn't treat her well after I married her, and that I was the one who hurt her the most?" Yan Shaoting looked at Yan Mojiu's expression of hidden pain, and felt relieved. "You are wrong, Yan Mojiu. After Xuanxuan and I got married, she soon found out my true colors. She immediately turned against me and said she wanted to divorce me. She wanted to find you. But the villa was full of bodyguards sent by Kyoto. She couldn't go out and couldn't contact you. She was under house arrest. For three whole days, she sent you messages every day to admit her mistakes and called you every day. Even if the call didn't go through, she would say to the unanswered phone, 'Brother, I know I was wrong, please don't ignore me.'"
Yan Shaoting's voice gradually became painful. "She cried every day and missed you every day. Later, she became depressed. She once had an attack and wanted to commit suicide. Fortunately, I found out in time. I bought her some medicine, but she threw all the medicine on my face. I was very painful at that time. I even thought about helping her find you, but I had no ability to resist. I was under the surveillance of others, and my mother was in their hands."
There was no news from him for three days.
Depression.
Cry every day.
Yan Mojiu lowered his eyes and stared at the diamond ring on his ring finger for a long time.
"Go on." He said hoarsely.
He wanted to know how he lost her.
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