Lan Ruoshui's voice penetrated the crowd and spread into Ruyu's ears. She couldn't help but speed up her pace, because Lan Ruoshui's words were like a sharp arrow, and Kim Jong-nam was the archer. They both took advantage of the profit in a cold and ruthless manner.

The arrow shot straight towards her already bloody heart.

Lan Ruoshui's words were nothing more than just explaining one thing to her, that is, there was actually no place for her, and they were often together.

This perception made Ruyu feel that the two of them were shaking in the banquet hall, and Lan Ruoshui, dressed like a beautiful princess, held Kim Jong-nam's arm and looked proud on her face.

Her smile interprets San'er's identity as more impressive than her wife.

Through the crowded hall and came to the spacious corridor outside, but Ruyu did not stop there, but invisibly accelerated his pace, as if only faster steps could quickly make the pain like a needle in his heart

It seems to be thrown away.

Finally, when she saw the three words in the bathroom, under her black sunglasses, the warm liquid that had been spinning in her eyes could no longer be controlled.

Perhaps because the liquid was warm, the black lenses were quickly covered with mist, which made her unable to see the road ahead any longer, so she had to take off her sunglasses with her hands and stretch out her hand to apply it on her face.

But I suddenly realized that the warm liquid had already been cold tears on my smooth face, and the heart was cold.

Relying on the wall of the sink, she was so soft that she had almost no strength. She knew that she could not blame others for such an ending. If she wanted to blame, she could only blame herself.

It was her own obsession, it was her own inability to know people, it was her own confusion by Kim Jong-nam. For him and for this marriage, she had been foolishly persisting for three years. Now it seems that these three years of persistence are simply

A huge joke is not worth her Che Ruyu's insistence, it is not worth it at all.

Tears were invisibly covered with her cheeks. She forgot to open the bag and looked for tissues. She couldn't help but wipe a handful of tissues with her cold tears. Then she lowered her head and wiped the sunglasses with her top and her feet.

The lenses wanted to wipe away all the fog beads, no, those crystal clear tears without mercy.

Unfortunately, before she could finish the wipe, a teasing voice sounded beside her: "On average, beautiful ladies would hide in the corner of no one to cry and cry secretly, but I didn't expect to see a person in public.

Miss crying so hard, can you not worry that this will reduce your beauty points?"

In public?

Ru Yu instinctively raised her head. At this moment, there were only two of them standing at the bathroom door.

Moreover, the bathroom outside the banquet hall of this hotel has almost the same structure throughout the world. There is a large long sink in the middle that is shared by men and women.

"Is this in public?" Ruyu's voice almost instinctively refuted it with sarcastic refutation. At this time, she was like a little hedgehog, her eyes that had just been weeping and still misty, glaring in front of her angrily because of tears.

This man who looks equally handsome: "You came to the bathroom not to solve your own problems but to come to see others cry? Besides, I cried so hard that I reduced my image. What does it have to do with you?
Chapter completed!