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This time, he was truly gentle, treating me like a precious treasure, afraid of hurting me.
Even so, I still felt very tired and somewhat uncomfortable.
He was like a perpetual motion machine, unable to stop.
Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and grabbed his shoulders, saying, "Is this comfortable enough? Can you stop now..."
Lu Nancheng finally stopped, leaning into my neck and panting as he asked, "Are you really comfortable?"
"Mm." I weakly replied.
He lifted his head, his dark eyes shining with a burning light: "Then can you stay by my side forever?"
On the night of Hua Zi's birthday, my gift was delivered.
At that time, Jiang Shiyan was sitting on the sofa smoking, with more than half of the drink gone.
The gift was chosen by Lin Yu and Lu Nancheng together; it was a pair of high-end brand antique collar clips.
Hua Zi liked it very much.
Jiang Shiyan stared at the logo on the collar clips for quite a while before asking Hua Zi to put the box away.
Everyone could see that he was unhappy.
But no one dared to advise him.
Because everyone knew that the gift came from the harbor city.
After a moment of silence, Jiang Shiyan suddenly smashed the bottle on the ground, and a long gash instantly appeared on the back of his hand.
The atmosphere in the private room immediately became tense.
" Shiyan, you're bleeding!"
"Quick, go to the hospital!"
Everyone rushed forward, surrounding Jiang Shiyan in the middle.
He pulled back his hand, letting the blood flow freely down, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry about me."
He looked around and laughed: "She can't even be bothered to care about me, what use is it for you to care?"
"One by one, none of you care about me."
"I'm really pathetic, eagerly putting my warm face against your cold backsides!"
His smile turned sinister, his gaze dark and sharp as if it could drip ink.
His friends exchanged glances, unsure of what to say.
Hua Zi sighed, "Shiyan, don't say that. Xiao Yu still cares about you."
"Cares about me?" Jiang Shiyan raised an eyebrow, looking at him with a half-smile, "If she really cared about me, why wouldn't she come back? Why hasn't she even sent a WeChat message?"
"But..." Hua Zi tried to argue, "She put a lot of thought into your birthday."
"Thought?" Jiang Shiyan scoffed as if he had heard a joke, letting out a cold laugh, "Heh."
Hua Zi looked at his expression and knew that nothing he said would make a difference.
He took out his phone and snapped a picture of Jiang Shiyan looking hurt, sending it to Lin Yu: "Come comfort Shiyan; he really loves you."
When I received this message, I was waiting for Lu Nancheng in the hotel lobby.
Seeing the photo felt like being stabbed by something blunt in my heart.
It hurt.
But I didn't reply.
The atmosphere in the private room was very tense.
Hua Zi didn't want to see everyone getting upset, nor did he want to watch Jiang Shiyan sink deeper into despair.
He picked up his phone and dialed Lin Yu's number.
He also turned on the speakerphone.
The phone rang a few times before it was quickly answered.
Lin Yu's clear voice came through: "Hello?"
Hearing her voice, Jiang Shiyan's expression softened a bit.
Hua Zi let out a sigh of relief and said, "Sister-in-law, it's me, Hua Zi."
"Uh-huh, what's up?"
Hua Zi glanced at Jiang Shiyan and said, "Did you have a fight with Shiyan? He's in a bad mood and hurt his hand. Can you come check on him?"
After a brief silence, I smiled and said, "Hua Zi, Jiang Shiyan and I have already broken up."
"In the future, you don't need to tell me about these things anymore."
"Oh right, happy birthday to you."
After saying that, without waiting for Hua Zi to respond, she hung up the phone.
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