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"Why are you so determined to make my life difficult?"
"Because I got hit. Are you happy about that?"
I grabbed Cheng Lin's collar, tears streaming down my face.
"Do you know that this is the first time I've ever been hit, and it's all because of you?"
"If it weren't for you, how would my dad have hit me?"
"If it weren't for you, how would he have scolded me?"
"It's all because of you!" I couldn't help but slap her again.
Smack!
Five clear fingerprints appeared on Cheng Lin's face.
"You hit me?" Cheng Lin glared at Qian Fan with red eyes. "You just stood there and watched her hit me?"
"You forced her to drink," Qian Fan frowned. "It's normal for her to lose control after drinking too much."
"She's been wronged too much, that's why she's like this," Qian Fan said as he pulled me into his arms. "Li Zixuan, don't go too far!"
Hearing this, I couldn't help but give Qian Fan a thumbs up in my heart.
I put in so much effort just to get Qian Fan on my side.
It seems the effect is quite significant.
"Qian Fan, you're really going too far!" Cheng Lin looked hurt. "I've been so good to you, can't you see that?"
"Have I not been good to you?"
"Why do you treat me like this?"
"My treatment of you has nothing to do with whether you're good to me," Qian Fan said coldly. "I don't need your kindness."
"You..." Cheng Lin trembled with anger. "Qian Fan, I've been so good to you, why can't you see it? Why?"
"You actually like this crazy Li Zixuan?"
"What’s so good about her?"
"Does she deserve your affection?"
"Does it matter whether it's worth it or not?" Qian Fan said as he prepared to take me away.
Cheng Lin blocked our path, "Qian Fan, you are being too much!"
"Do you know how long I've liked you?"
"Do you know how much I've sacrificed for you?"
"Do you know how much I love you?"
"And what does that have to do with me?" Qian Fan replied coldly, "Step aside!"
Cheng Lin was completely stunned.
She never imagined that the man she had liked for so long was such a straight man.
She never thought that all she had done would be seen as nothing more than a clown's antics in Qian Fan's eyes.
"Let's go," Qian Fan said, supporting me as we left the private room.
In the taxi, I almost burst out laughing.
Just now, I clearly heard Qian Fan say, "That green tea."
He actually called Cheng Lin a green tea!
It was just too funny!
Clearly, Cheng Lin and I used similar tactics; why was she labeled as green tea while I was seen as the cute little fairy?
It seemed that Qian Fan had good taste after all.
Qian Fan brought me to his home.
He gently laid me on the bed and tucked me in.
"Qian Fan, don't go," I said, clinging to his neck tightly.
I wanted him to know that I was drunk.
I wanted him to know that I was feeling unwell.
"Be good," Qian Fan said, stroking my hair, "Go to sleep."
"Then don't leave," I looked at him with longing eyes.
Qian Fan hesitated for a moment before diving into the covers. He held me tightly, gently patting my back while humming a lullaby. I felt his heartbeat and listened to his song, falling asleep peacefully.
When I woke up again, the sky was already bright. Qian Fan was sitting on the nearby sofa, dozing off. The morning sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating his face. He sat there quietly, bathed in moonlight, enveloped in tranquility and beauty.
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