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Feng Qingyi nudged Bai Jiangliu, who was beside him, and pointed his chin towards the corner. He looked like a person who didn't want anyone near him, constantly drinking.

"What happened to Yiyang?"

Bai Jiangliu shook his head. He was also confused.

He had previously arranged to drink wine at night and had just finished his meal. He was about to change seats and continue drinking when, as soon as he stepped out of the private box, he saw his good friend who exuded a dejected aura.

He said coldly to the people present, "There's no need to change places, continue drinking. I'll treat you."

Who knew that Young Master Teng was famous in the circle. If he could get Young Master Teng to treat him once, it would be interesting to talk about it later.

So everyone stayed.

Some people wanted to make use of this opportunity to get to know this young master. Even if they couldn't be friends, they could still wash their face.

When they raised their cups respectfully, their hearts were already prepared to sit on a cold bench.

However, he didn't expect Young Master Teng to drink without saying a word.

This feeling of satisfaction immediately aroused the hearts of everyone present, and they all came up to toast him.

But gradually, Young Master Teng's attitude of not refusing any of them made everyone's heart beat like a drum.

Young Master Teng is going to die from drinking this!

Thus, someone went to ask Feng Qingyi and Bai Jiangliu.

Here, they were nothing in front of Young Master Teng. Only these two young masters were Young Master Teng's good brothers.

Feng Qingyi waved away those who were toasting, "Drink by yourselves, don't move closer to him."

Then he started to ask Bai Jiangliu.

"We agreed to come here earlier and even mercilessly set me up on the phone. Now that I've appeared and even said that I wanted to kill myself, I wouldn't believe it if I said that there's no problem." Feng Qingyi frowned.

Bai Jiangliu didn't answer, but went up and sat in front of Teng Yiyang.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyi also squeezed over and began to talk loudly, "Yiyang, who dares to provoke you? Drinking like this isn't a big deal. No matter what, let's just say that we have a grudge, a grudge, and a grudge. "

Teng Yiyang, who was boasting, paused upon hearing this, "You're not allowed to look for her. I did the wrong thing."

When he said that, Bai Jiangliu and Feng Qingyi looked at each other. Without a doubt, it was Ji An'an.

"Then tell me, how did you offend Eldest Aunt Ji?"

Now, in Feng Qingyi's eyes, Ji An'an was just an old lady whom he worshiped and submitted to.

To be able to make such an unruly leopard, who was his good friend, so depressed and without any temper, was his idol.

Bai Jiangliu also looked at him curiously.

They were not gossipy people either. It was just impossible for them not to be curious, seeing their good friends break their bottom line for Ji An'an time and time again.

In just half an hour, Teng Yiyang had already settled more than ten bottles of wine by himself.

Her jade-like face had already been dyed red, and her thin lips seemed to be smeared with rouge, bright red and glistening.

At the moment, his usually aloof and restrained appearance was completely gone.

In the past, his aura was too powerful, causing others to ignore his appearance.

At this moment, his eyes were vacant and his aura had disappeared. His originally pretty face had turned even more charming and evil after he became intoxicated from the wine.

Even Feng Qingyi Bai Jiangliu, who was a straight guy, couldn't help but curse the evilness in his heart.

Fortunately, this scourge was only meant to harm An'an. It was a pity for him.

Teng Yiyang held the bottle and stopped drinking. His eyelids lowered and his eyes were half covered. He became silent.

Just when the two of them thought that he wouldn't speak, they saw his fingers tightly grip the bottle as he lowered his voice and said in annoyance.

"I almost bullied her just now."

Hearing this sentence, both of them were stunned.

Feng Qingyi swallowed his saliva. "Do you mean 'bully' literally or the way we think it is?"

"As you think."

He felt a slight bitterness in his throat. He took a gulp of wine and gulped it down. The bitterness grew even more.

Feng Qingyi almost failed to hold the wine cup in his hand. When he looked at Bai Jiangliu again, he wasn't feeling any better.

Bai Jiangliu had a complicated look on his face as he said, "Yiyang, although we are very supportive of you chasing after An An, but now, you guys … "He's already divorced. This —"

"This is considered strong …" Feng Qingyi saw that he lost a few more points and didn't dare to continue.

When the bottle was empty, Teng Yiyang casually threw it away and stuck his hands into his hair. His eyes were bloodshot, it was unknown whether it was due to drinking wine or something else.

"Although I have not reached the final step, it is more or less there. At that time, I was truly possessed and lost all rationality."

Whenever he thought back to the night, he saw the flash of despair in her eyes.

He was obviously full of the desire to make her happy and get her to accept him again, but why was the end result always like this?

"If you were her, would you forgive me?"

He looked up at them expectantly.

Seeing his appearance, the two of them felt like they were in a desperate situation and wanted to struggle to the death out of him.

Bai Jiangliu sighed, "Yiyang, as a friend, although I would like to comfort you, but I think that An An would be very angry."

You haven't forgotten, in school, there was a girl who was on good terms with her only to get close to you. Later on, she knew that she was used, and she never spoke to that girl again. Even if that girl apologized in the end, she only said that she would accept it, but she would never forgive it.

Teng Yiyang remembered that as well.

At that time, he was still laughing at her, why did she suddenly turn around and sing as a serf when she was usually soft and easy to bully?

Her answer was somewhat vague in his memory, but there was one thing that he remembered because she had spoken with determination.

"Damage is injury, can it be that if I apologize, the wound will no longer exist?"

Thus, when Teng Yiyang heard his two good friends' reply, he bitterly smiled, opened the bottle and gulped it down.

Seeing how he gave up and refused to give up, Feng Qingyi got anxious.

"Yiyang, don't listen to my nonsense. You know I've never been certain. I believe An An was different from you. Go back and coax her. Girls are soft. At most, she'll kneel on the keyboard, kneeling on the ground."

Bai Jiangliu also advised, "If drinking doesn't solve the problem, go back and apologize to An An and get his forgiveness."1

However, Teng Yiyang, who was already immersed in the possibility that he might have been beaten into a cold palace forever and had no chance of turning around, drank bottle after bottle.

Her eyes were hazy, as if she was still crying.

What a bastard!

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