Chapter 185
After receiving all the memories, Nan Yan rubbed her aching forehead and took a deep breath before suppressing the depressed and uncomfortable emotions in her chest. Then she opened her eyes and began to look around quietly.
The golden light is projected onto the off-white marble floor, which is covered with exquisite and gorgeous carpets, exuding a sense of low-key luxury everywhere.
The head manager in the front row was still saying something in earnest. Nan Yan perked up and listened to a few words. It was nothing more than that some of the guests this time were more expensive, so you all should be careful and don't do anything that is not presentable. The guests in the private room are very expensive and it is not something that people like you can hook up with. Just go in and serve them quietly.
After the foreman's instructions, Nan Yan rubbed her swollen eyebrows again and finally figured out what was going on. It was the early stage of the plot development. The hero and heroine broke up because of an unspeakable misunderstanding. The heroine Ruan Xiaoxiao felt guilty and embarrassed, so she didn't dare to say anything to keep her. The hero had a deeper misunderstanding. After returning to China alone, he couldn't let go of his ex-girlfriend who was abroad.
The two of them remained in a stalemate until Zhong Ling, at the instigation of his group of friends, came to the club to relax and think about the feasibility of the suggestion they made.
Because this time the girls were required to be pretty and classy, the original owner, Wen Nanyan, was stuffed into this group of girls to accompany drinking because of her good-looking face.
This was also her first encounter with the dog protagonist.
In fact, at the beginning, Zhong Ling had no impression of her at all. It was her exceptionally obedient, gentle and considerate appearance that made him more pleasing to the eye. So, when the young master of the Zhong family came to the club again, he asked the obedient girl from last time to accompany him for drinks.
But to be honest, Wen Nanyan didn't have any ambiguous thoughts about this guest at first. Her impression of the male protagonist was just that he was a good-looking male guest. Besides, the guests who come here are looking for happiness and fun to relax. She can't control others, so she can only control herself.
She just didn't expect that a love game played by rich young men would make her exhausted both physically and mentally, and in the end such a gentle and motivated girl ended up with such an embarrassing and tragic end.
Nan Yan thought to herself, what a scumbag.
But now, she has something to play with!
The door of the private room on the top floor was opened from the outside, and a total of seven or eight young girls, including Nan Yan, were brought to the door.
The moment the door opened, the scene inside the house came into's sight. Several girls breathed a sigh of relief. The girls working in nightclubs were all very young and had dropped out of school early. They had seen a lot of people in this place, so chaotic scenes were inevitable. They everyone originally thought that the manager was very serious this time because the guests this time were difficult to serve.
But the moment I pushed open the door, there was neither the chaos and ugliness of a nightclub as I had imagined, nor the ugliness and greasiness that other guests displayed when they were drunk.
Under the dim blue light, seven or eight young men were sitting on luxurious sofas. They all had outstanding looks, and most importantly, outstanding temperaments. One could tell by looking at them that they were the kind of wealthy young men who had been carefully brought up by rich families.
The door being opened did not disturb them. Seven or eight men were chatting with each other. The most outstanding one among them was probably a man in white clothes sitting on the right side of the sofa. His face was really outstanding.
There is a sense of coolness and distance that is refreshing and elegant, yet there is also a rare kind of elegance and nobility about him.
This kind of romanticism does not mean that he is naturally romantic, but rather a kind of charm and temperament, an ancient charm that is very rare among young people nowadays.
Such a person should have been carefully educated by the family in the most traditional way. They had high hopes for him, so they carefully cultivated such a qualified and rare heir.
There were seven or eight young guests in the private room, and the number of "princesses" who came was just the right amount. In just a moment, the head manager nodded to the girls, and a group of young and beautiful girls walked in one by one.
None of them dared to look too much and choose too much. After all, girls like them could only be chosen by others, not to choose customers themselves.
The girls sat down next to the men closest to them in turn, as if they were familiar with the routine, and then began to serve tea, water, wine and cut fruit plates.
Perhaps the more educated and knowledgeable the guests are, the less attractive they are to beauty, or it is possible that they simply look down on the girls here. After all, according to the original plot, this group of people don't even take the popular young stars seriously, let alone them.
The topics these guests were talking about with each other were even higher than those of the group of young and beautiful girls. However, there were also some very understanding men who put their arms around the princess' waist and played with her fingers from time to time.
According to the order of arrangement, Nan Yan sat next to the male protagonist, just like in her previous life.
But she didn't know whether the other party was disgusted or not. The moment Nan Yan sat down, she vaguely saw the man's handsome long eyebrows slightly frowned, and then quickly returned to normal, so fast that it seemed like it was just her illusion.
Nan Yan understood now that this time it was most likely that the male protagonist was a dog who was not allowed to approach anyone.
Nan Yan could still catch a glimpse of an acquaintance hidden in the light and shadow on the opposite side. He was also the protagonist's friend, the man named He Mian who was standing at the door smoking in his previous life. At first, his whole body was hidden in the light and shadow, making it difficult to see his face, but now that he was facing her, she could see him very clearly.
He held a men's cigarette in his hand but didn't light it. His skin was cold and pale, his features were clear and distinct, his long legs were bent, and his body was leaning back lazily on the sofa cushion.
He was holding the beautiful girl sitting next to him in his arms, his slender fingers resting on the girl's slender and soft waist. He didn't do any unnecessary movements, but he exuded a strange sense of temptation and exuded the scent of male hormones from head to toe. He was the kind of wild and bad man.
In fact, many girls like this type of boy, who is naughty, a little cold and a little strong. They always feel that they can pull him ashore and make such a man only focus on themselves, but most of them are willing to do so.
The little sister in his arms obviously couldn't control herself anymore, she poured wine for people with red face, but people like them still have professional ethics. Some liking doesn't mean anything will happen. No matter how good a man is, he can't be popular without money.
Nan Yan just glanced at them quickly. It was obvious that these guests didn't like their random looks and questions, and they didn't want anyone to interrupt their conversation.
Nan Yan sat quietly aside, pouring wine for the guests next to her from time to time, looking particularly gentle and calm.
Perhaps because she had been keeping her head down and not doing anything unnecessary, Zhong Ling didn't even see her face clearly, but his attention was not on her.
Until he picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine, raised his head slightly, looked at the few friends opposite who were obviously in high spirits, frowned and asked, "This is what you call a good idea, doing something like this will make her regret it?"
He Mian on the opposite side could not help but raise his eyebrows when he saw his friend's cold face, frowned brows and impatient look. The slight raising action had a special kind of laziness in his voice.
"What? Zhong Ling, you're not scared, are you? We agreed not to go home until we're drunk tonight, are you giving up so soon?"
He couldn't help laughing, and he wanted to tease her. "Can you put aside your serious attitude? You can't bring yourself to beg for peace, can't you? I've told you before that girls are jealous, especially those like Xiaoxiao. If you find a pretty girl to provoke her, I guarantee she won't be able to bear it within a month."
A bunch of friends laughed and agreed. Zhong Ling knew that this group of people were trying to provoke him. He was usually very rational and would not care about such remarks and would just turn a deaf ear to them.
But maybe he had been too upset about the breakup with Xiaoxiao recently, and his mind was a little unclear for a while, so these words really irritated him deeply.
Although he had agreed to do things their way earlier, he had never expected to be brought here to hang out.
It's not a habit. He is not as gentle as imagined. It's just that after being with Xiaoxiao for a long time, he has been restraining himself and not doing things that would make her jealous and sad.
As time went by, the number of visits to such places of pleasure gradually decreased, and the number of times he sought out girls to accompany him became even rarer. The few times he did go there were only when he was socializing with business partners to discuss business.
But he had agreed before, and it would be inappropriate for him to just walk away alone now. After all, they were all friends from the same circle. And if he really left without any reason, he would probably be laughed at by this group of people for more than a whole year.
Zhong Ling was not angry, and he did not care too much about being deliberately provoked. His face was still calm and gentle. He just turned his head to look at the friend who laughed the most wildly, and asked him strangely, "Are you really sure that this will work? This is not an ordinary problem between Xiaoxiao and me."
As he spoke, he probably thought of the quarrel that night before he left. His calm eyebrows wrinkled slightly again, "We had a very fierce quarrel this time, and we are even on the verge of breaking up. I said break up in anger, and she didn't try to keep me. I don't even know if she really doesn't care anymore."
In fact, he and Xiaoxiao were each other's first love, and their relationship was a natural progression. He had always been used to having everything go smoothly, whether in studies, work or relationships, since he was a child. He had never encountered such setbacks or things that were out of his control, so he couldn't help feeling a little depressed and concerned.
He always thought that Xiaoxiao loved him very much and they were in love with each other. He had never thought about cheating on her, but he didn't expect to see such a message on her phone?
This matter was difficult for him to accept for a while.
He is not an irrational person. Sometimes he gets angry and becomes irrational, so he is bound to act impulsively. But after the impulsive breakup, he found that he still couldn't let go of his girlfriend.
That's why this happened.
As for matters of the heart, he was indeed not as experienced as that jerk opposite him, so he naturally listened more to everything. Although he knew that what they said was not very reliable, he didn't know whether he was too angry or what, and actually agreed to such a bad idea.
Nan Yan listened to the conversation between these people. She couldn't remember whether these people had said these words in front of her in their previous life. Maybe they mentioned it occasionally, but the original owner probably didn't care. After all, when serving people, she was very diligent, so how could she deliberately remember what the guests said.
Moreover, she was not so quiet in her previous life. She imitated other girls and although she did not do anything excessive, she took the initiative to talk to Zhong Ling beside her. However, she only talked about meaningless topics.
Hearing this, He Mian clapped his hands and couldn't help laughing at him, "Okay, don't worry, I'm much better at this kind of thing than you are. Anyway, I won't be any worse than you are now. And this kind of thing takes time to spread the news slowly. When the time comes, I will help you to exaggerate and promote it. I guarantee that she will care. Okay, anyway, you are not allowed to leave tonight. I have already prepared a guest room on the top floor for you."
As he spoke, he pushed the beautiful girl in his arms forward again, directly in front of Zhong Ling. The girl was startled by the push, and turned her head around in confusion, only to see the man opposite her showing a wanton smile.
Then he raised his eyebrows at her, motioning her to sit next to Zhong Ling, "Sit on his lap. If you can sit in his arms tonight, I will give you 20,000 yuan."
As soon as these words came out, the young men who were originally sitting next to her instantly became interested. They probably wanted to see the crazy and decadent appearance of this alpine flower, and at once they pushed the beautiful girl sitting next to them over.
"Tsk, He Mian, your method is still the best."
"In that case, why don't you go over there too?"
"Haha, anyway, tonight, whoever can make him happy will be given 100,000 yuan by me! Come on, come on, everyone, and see who can sit in his arms first."
A group of friends around him immediately started to clamor and make a fuss. After hearing these words, the eyes of those girls who had been ignored before suddenly brightened up a lot, and they rushed over one by one, all of them were eager to try.
People in their line of work cannot have too high a moral bottom line. They have to be able to accept customers' challenges and sudden ideas. After all, money is really hard to make, and the tips these people give them are their monthly salary. This makes these girls unable to suppress their excitement.
Nan Yan beside her was still peeling oranges silently. She didn't try to get close to him after hearing what he said. What was wrong with her just liking to eat a few oranges? After peeling them, she threw the orange peels into the trash can beside her.
Maybe it was because this group of people were making too much noise, they crowded over here and laughed, and soon surrounded Zhong Ling, and even Nan Yan was squeezed to the side. Zhong Ling pushed one away, and another one immediately came up. No matter how good his temper was, he was a little annoyed at this moment.
So when he saw the girl who had been quietly peeling oranges beside him, Zhong Ling took a deep breath, reached out and pulled Nan Yan, who had been sitting quietly beside him, over to him, then pulled her into his arms, wrapped his arms around her waist, and held her on his lap.
His body was a little stiff, obviously not used to this kind of close action with a strange girl, but he soon realized that the girl in his arms was even stiffer than him.
But she soon relaxed again, leaning softly against his chest without struggling. This girl was very light and slender, with no messy scent of powder on her body, only a faint scent of shower gel and a faint scent of orange peel, a very clean smell.
Zhong Ling's brows relaxed slightly, and when he was hugged, he didn't feel as repulsive as he had imagined.
Zhong Ling looked down at her subconsciously, and saw that the girl was lowering her head, very quiet, with her eyebrows curved and her eyelashes slightly drooping. Her thick eyelashes looked particularly curled in the shadow of the light, casting a shadow on her fair cheek.
He didn't look at her face carefully, but just glanced at her as if he had completed a task that he was reluctant to complete.
Then he turned around and said impatiently to the group of friends who were still making trouble:
"Alright, alright, I have my own company now, so stop bothering me. I'm going to keep my word and I won't leave tonight."
When everyone saw him holding the girl tightly in his arms with that deliberately ambiguous smile between men in his eyes, they calmed down and started inviting him to drink again.
Zhong Ling was forced to drink a lot of wine by this group of friends tonight. These people were determined not to let him go, probably to avenge him for the trouble he had caused them some time ago.
I don’t know how much time had passed, but it was so long that Zhong Ling couldn’t drink any more. He rubbed his aching and swollen brows, and his consciousness was obviously not clear.
The group of people finally agreed to stop, and then, under the urging of the crowd, they were helped by Nan Yan to the private room upstairs that had been booked in advance.
There was a small episode during this period. Perhaps it was because she behaved calmly and obediently tonight, which made Mr. Zhong, who had his arms around her waist, feel less repulsed.
So when the other women came over and wanted to volunteer to take him to the guest room upstairs to rest, Zhong Ling pushed them away and instead hugged the girl in his arms even tighter.
Nan Yan did not reject it and remained quiet.
So everyone understood it as a matter of course, and a knowing smile appeared on their faces.
It seems that Zhong Ling likes this quiet and gentle girl more, which is quite different from his usual preferences.
So Nan Yan walked forward while supporting the drunk man. This man must have drunk too much tonight, and he walked unsteadily, with half of his body resting on her shoulders. Finally, after everyone's advice, she helped the man into the room.
Nan Yan helped the man sit on the sofa. His breathing was a little heavy. She called him softly a few times, "Mr. Zhong." "Mr. Zhong, please sit for a while."
The other party closed his eyes and ignored her.
Nan Yan glanced at him. A few strands of hair were scattered on his forehead. His head was tilted back slightly, sinking into the soft sofa. The Adam's apple on his throat was very obvious, and his fair face was faintly flushed from being drunk.
The elegant and noble aura she had just exuded was somewhat dissipated, and her thick eyelashes drooped on her eyelids, casting a shadow.
The whole person still looks dazed.
Nan Yan went to the bathroom and wet a towel, then wiped his face a little, and then put the pillow flat behind him. After doing these things.
Nan Yan turned around and wanted to leave. Just as she was about to leave, she heard the man on the sofa behind her shout:
"Wait a minute, don't go out now."
The other person's voice was a little muffled, but it sounded very clear.
Nan Yan turned around in surprise, only to see that the man sitting on the sofa had opened his eyes at some point. His black eyes were calm and clear, and the white light shone on the man's elegant profile. He was very sober, and there was no sign of drunkenness as he had shown in the private room before.
Nan Yan paused for a few seconds, looking a little strange, and subconsciously asked, "Mr. Zhong, you are not drunk?"
The man hummed softly.
He didn't intend to explain it to anyone.
He rubbed his brows with his fingers, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable. Although he was not drunk, it was still uncomfortable to drink so much alcohol.
Seeing that he looked uncomfortable, and hearing that the other party didn't want her to leave, Nan Yan turned around and walked towards him again.
Seeing those two slender fingers pressing gently on the center of her eyebrows, Nan Yan didn't say anything, but naturally reached out her hand, wanting to press the other person a few times.
As a result, as soon as his fingers touched the other person's skin, they were slapped away by that person.
Zhong Ling opened his eyes. He obviously didn't expect the girl to approach him suddenly. The force he used was a bit too strong and he didn't control it well. He just hit the back of her hand. A bright red mark soon appeared on the soft and white back of her hand.
Zhong Ling's expression paused for a moment, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, but he quickly came to his senses.
He never liked strangers touching him too closely.
But now he also knew that the girl in front of him had no ill intentions and that he was the one who overreacted.
Nan Yan's consciousness retracted under her fingers.
Zhong Ling heard a slight hissing sound from her mouth, which must have been in some pain, but the girl still kept her head down and didn't say anything to complain.
He looked at each other again, his eyes fell on the back of the girl's hand. Perhaps because of her fair skin, the mark looked particularly conspicuous.
Zhong Ling is not the kind of man who would bully a woman, and his upbringing does not allow him to do such a disrespectful thing to women without any reason, but it was indeed an unintentional act just now.
Therefore, the atmosphere in the house became a little quiet for a while.
Nan Yan also noticed the uncomfortable look on the other person's face. In order to ease the embarrassment, she shook her head at him, chuckled and explained, "Mr. Zhong, don't worry about it. I know you didn't mean it. I didn't say anything. But, do I know why Mr. Zhong didn't let me leave?"
As she spoke, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.
She knew why the man didn't let her leave, but she still looked puzzled.
Zhong Ling knew she was trying to change the subject, so he continued, "My friends are more difficult to deal with. If you go downstairs now, they will definitely block you downstairs. Then they will probably find someone more difficult to deal with to bother me."
He is not afraid of anything else but trouble.
That group of people had done countless harm to him since childhood, and he had already figured out their true nature. When they found a girl who was even more difficult to deal with to deal with him, who knows what would happen.
Zhong Ling thought about it and couldn't help but add to the person beside him, "Just stay in the room for a while, I won't do anything to you. Also, I'm sorry, I accidentally hit you just now. If it hurts too much, I will have someone pay for your medical expenses."
The man spoke in a very rational tone, with a businesslike attitude from beginning to end, without saying a single word of nonsense.
Nan Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. Looking at the man's apologetic and gentle attitude, she seemed a little stunned for a moment, but she quickly reacted.
He shook his head and said, "No, it's just a small matter. Mr. Zhong, you don't need to worry so much. It was originally my own problem. You don't need to pay any extra money."
Zhong Ling didn't feel any emotion when he heard this, so he just casually replied, "Well, then you can find a place to rest, don't worry about me."
Nan Yan saw that he frowned and had a troubled expression on his face, but there was no real annoyance in his eyes.
She showed a gentle expression on her face again and asked, "Since Mr. Zhong is unwilling to do this, why don't you tell your friends? I think they have always been taking care of your feelings. They should regard you as a sincere friend."
Zhong Ling didn't care much about this.
He didn't even look at Nan Yan.
He leaned back on the sofa in a comfortable and lazy position, showing a relaxed look, and whispered, "It's not as simple as you think."
It was obvious from his expression that he didn't want to talk to her anymore. A tactful waiter should have shut up and stopped asking questions, so Nan Yan obediently stopped talking.
She saw that the other person's face was slightly red, probably because of the alcohol. The fair and jade-like face was slightly flushed. She turned around and went to the bathroom to get a basin of warm water, soaked the towel, and handed it over.
This time she was very considerate and called his name in advance. Zhong Ling opened his eyes and saw the hot towel that had been squeezed dry and was handed to him. He paused and raised his hand to take it.
The two of them talked back and forth like this, and although neither of them opened their mouths, there was an inexplicable harmonious atmosphere, and it wasn't as awkward as before.
Zhong Ling applied a facial mask, and the heat made him feel a little drowsy and drowsy. The rejection and vigilance he had initially felt towards strangers also gradually softened.
Especially Nan Yan's quiet and obedient appearance made him feel a lot more relaxed.
But just when he was relaxed and closed his eyes to take a rest, he suddenly heard the voice of the girl beside him:
"Mr. Zhong, are you worried about your relationship?"
I don’t know if it was the alcohol that paralyzed his reason, but he opened his eyes and looked at the girl next to him.
Nan Yan probably knew what he wanted to ask, and she chuckled. Her smile was very light, with a certain kind of gentleness from work. Before he could ask, she answered first,
"I have been working here for a while. In fact, many customers come to places like this to drink when they are unhappy."
"But most of those people do this because of relationship problems. People who are short of money or have a bad job probably don't have the mood to drink."
When Nan Yan said this, her eyes turned to Zhong Ling who was sitting on the sofa, with that gentle and faint smile on her face, "Mr. Zhong doesn't look like a man who is short of money, and your work should be going well. Apart from the emotional issues that make you unhappy, there should be nothing else to worry about. Besides, I just heard what your friend said in the private room."
When Nan Yan said this, she was sitting quietly on a stool beside her, washing the warm towel in her hands. When her warm and gentle eyes looked over, they happened to meet Zhong Ling's eyes.
Perhaps what she said slightly aroused Zhong Ling's interest, and his eyes fell on her face. This was also the first time that Zhong Ling looked at her appearance seriously tonight.
A very beautiful girl, gentle and clean.
Her eyebrows were curved. She had been keeping her head down and her eyebrows drooped, so no one noticed that there was actually a natural slight curl at the corners of her eyes. There was a very light red mole at the end of her eyebrows, which added a touch of charm. Because her skin was very fair, the small mole was even more obvious.
She must have put on some light makeup, and her lips looked rosy.
Her dark and smooth hair was tied into a low ponytail at the back of her head. I don’t know if it was deliberately tied down to make her look more mature, but the slight baby fat on both sides of her cheeks made it easy for Zhong Ling to tell that she should not be very old.
This look fits the aesthetic tastes of many people, and it is indeed a look that most men would like, like the inadvertent stunning glance on the basketball court when they were young on campus.
Gentle and clean, yet not distant, this is probably what many people's first crushes are like.
He had been attracted by such a girl before, probably because a bottle of water passed to him by a girl on the basketball court made him feel strangely nervous. But then he saw the way she moved easily between several boys, and his heartbeat was instantly shattered. In the end, he slowly fell in love with the girl who was really right for him.
But now, serious problems have arisen between him and Xiaoxiao.
When Zhong Ling thought about this, his heart sank, his brows wrinkled unconsciously, and he slowly withdrew his gaze.
When Nan Yan saw the other person's frown, she handed the towel over.
There was a hint of hesitation in her eyes suddenly, as if she was wondering whether she should say it or not.
But after a moment of silence, she chuckled and said, "Mr. Zhong, to be honest, I don't quite agree with what your friend said."
Nan Yan's tone was very gentle, and even when she said something she disagreed with, it wouldn't make people feel offended.
Zhong Ling's thoughts were pulled back from the chaos, and he subconsciously asked, "What?"
Nan Yan's expression was still calm, with a hint of gentleness, "It's just that Mr. He asked you to find a new girlfriend to piss off your ex-girlfriend."
These words made Zhong Ling's thoughts much clearer.
Nan Yan looked up at him and smiled softly at the man on the sofa, but the smile was still the kind of calmness that comes from work. "Emotions are not something that can be tested casually. Mr. Zhong, have you ever thought about how you would end up if your ex-girlfriend took it seriously and gave up on you?"
"In fact, I can see that Mr. Zhong must care about your ex-girlfriend very much. He probably said he wanted to break up with her on impulse, but he found himself regretting it after the impulse."
"But at this moment, you can't bring yourself to go find the other party, so you're stuck in this stalemate, right?"
Zhong Ling didn't expect that the other party had such a clear perspective on the issue. Just based on the few words he heard in the private room and his reaction and attitude, he guessed everything that happened between him and Xiaoxiao.
He looked at Nan Yan more seriously, probably because he had been feeling really depressed and had no one to confide in during this period. Now that he had a girl who completely understood his thoughts, he couldn't help but say a few more words.
"Well... you are right. I really can't bring myself to go find her. If it were you, what would you do?"
Nan Yan tilted her head to think about it, then raised her eyes to look at Zhong Ling across from her, her voice still calm, "In fact, in the end, it all depends on Mr. Zhong himself."
"Mr. Zhong, you might as well ask yourself, how deep is your love for your ex-girlfriend? Face is actually only a temporary issue. If you really care about and like your girlfriend, and want to marry her and be with her forever in the future, then your girlfriend is actually your wife and family. It doesn't matter if you give in to your family and lose some face."
Zhong Ling said nothing, probably because he didn't expect her to say such a thing.
But thinking about it carefully, what she said didn't seem to be a big problem. If he really married Xiaoxiao, then they would indeed be a family, and losing some face among family members would not be a big problem.
But now he just can't let go of the hurdle in his heart.
His girlfriend didn't make a small mistake, but a mistake of principle. She even refused to tell him anything and continued to defend that man. How could he tolerate this?
But he also wanted to know what the girl in front of him would think?
Zhong Ling looked at her and couldn't help asking, "What if she made the mistake first?"
Nan Yan shook her head after hearing this, pursed her lips and chuckled, "Everyone makes mistakes, Mr. Zhong can't just punish someone for a momentary mistake. Besides, people who make mistakes also have the opportunity to repent. Besides, are you so sure that this mistake must have been made intentionally by the other party? Maybe the other party has some difficulties and reasons?"
Hardships?
He doesn't know what the difficulties are in doing this?
She would rather break up with him than tell him what happened that night. What could he think?
Zhong Ling fell silent again after hearing this. He also knew that what this girl said made sense and was much more reliable than what his friends said.
But it's not that he didn't give Xiaoxiao a chance. He asked her many times, but she remained silent. Her attitude of concealing the truth only made him think that Xiaoxiao was protecting that man.
After thinking about it, he asked again, "What if she made a mistake of principle?"
Nan Yan seemed to pause for a moment, then said helplessly, "It depends on whether this mistake is more important to you, or whether you like your ex-girlfriend more. Just like you said, if you can't accept your girlfriend's mistakes in principle, how can you let her tolerate you finding a new girlfriend to fall in love with just to piss her off? Isn't this also a mistake in principle? Mr. Zhong, you are clearly seeking revenge."
Revenge?
So he has always wanted revenge?
It seems to be true, but in fact he has always been resentful in his heart.
Perhaps her words really touched Zhong Ling's heart, causing him to be stunned for a moment and then remain silent for a long time.
When he finally recovered from what she said, his eyes fell on the girl in front of him again. He suddenly asked, "What's your name?"
name?
Nan Yan didn't think much about it and replied honestly:
"My name is Jasmine, and my badge number is 24."
Zhong Ling didn't know why, but he found this a little funny. He shook his head and said, "No, I'm asking for your real name, not the nickname you use in the club."
This made Nan Yan look a little surprised. Maybe it was his slowly changing attitude that made her stunned for a few seconds. Nan Yan didn't hesitate much and then said softly,
"My last name is Wen, and my name is Wen Nanyan."
"Wen Nanyan."
Zhong Lingxia subconsciously repeated it again, without saying anything else, but gave her a gentle smile, "Well, it's a nice name, I'll remember you."
His tone was normal, without any other meaning.
Nan Yan didn't think much about it, she just curled the corners of her mouth and responded with a faint and gentle smile.
…
Haha, the name that I didn't remember in my last life, I should be able to remember in this life.
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