MTL - Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Xu Chenyu's head left again.

Behind him was the roaring and roaring voice of Han Mofeng. He turned a deaf ear to him, his attitude was decisive and indifferent. The buddies who once wore a pair of pants are now the same.

In fact, his heart was uncomfortable.

He knows that Han Mofeng is for his good, but in the past two years, he and his little friends who have worn the same pants have drifted away.

They are no longer a person of the world.

He suddenly thought about the carefree days in Jiuzhong's private room. At that time, the little Guzi was not dead, Tianyu had not left the country, Lingzi was still the Lingzi who feared that the world would not be chaotic. Xuan Xuan is still the bright and lively Xuan Xuan.

But I can never go back.

Xu Chenyu wiped his face fiercely, his eyes were red, and traces of tears remained. He stared blankly at the rushing crowd on the street.

Each of them has their own work, family, and responsibilities, and is spared no effort to fight for the future.

And what about him?

Apart from being idle, doing nothing, eating and drinking, what else?

For the first time in his life, Xu Chenyu had doubts about himself.

I didn't know what was happening in my mind, so I thought of Wen Xinya. That day, she helped him, so that he avoided the road of no return, and he seemed to owe her a "thank you".

Thinking of this, he seemed to go to Black Sunday uncontrollably.

He didn't find her on Black Sunday.

However, it seemed to him that he had to find her obsession, so for three days in a row, he went to Black Sunday every day to block people.

Until three days later, he saw her on the dance floor of the Black Sunday Bar.

She wore a black wrap skirt and a close-fitting leather jacket, which outlined her not plump figure, but she was lined with her, her waist was unshaven, her skin was white as jade, and her long and beautiful jade legs. Charm.

She is dancing with a man.

Immediately dancing, every step, every move, is full of teasing, twitching, as if more beautiful than the pole dance that day.

He didn't know which muscle was wrong, stepped onto the dance floor, and squeezed out the men who were fighting with her.

Two bodies, full of passion.

Soon, he found her looking excited and faint with madness. She would scream with the crowd and sing along with the singing, which was obviously a manifestation of excessive excitement.

She has just finished taking drugs.

He accompanied her crazy, accompanied her to make trouble, accompanied her to cry, accompanied her to laugh ...

She didn't wake up until an hour later.

Xu Chenyu thought of the day she left her deserted and fled, and she felt a little guilty: "Sorry, that day I ..."

She was sitting on the cold ground by the road, holding her knees with her hands, resting her chin on her knees, looking hollow, as if she was dying and completely lost her vitality.

The mixed body exudes that kind of despairing and tearless sorrow, and the whole person is fragile.

Nuan Ya interrupted him: "You are not sorry for me, you don't have to apologize to me."

She knew exactly how terrible she was after the onset of drug addiction. It was natural for Xu Chenyu to flee on the spot. She had inquired that during this time Xu Chenyu did not mingle with Fang's family anymore, nor did she talk to her Hard work.

Xu Chenyu froze for a moment, not knowing what to say for a while.

Wen Xinya looking up at him: "Fang's family is not a good person. Don't mix with him in the future, it is not good for you."

After that, she couldn't help laughing at herself.

It's ridiculous that I can't even save myself. I still have the mood to control other people's affairs.

She hugged her arm. For her, the most painful thing was not the terrible emptiness and longing on the body at the time of the addiction, but the mental pain after the drug abuse.

Xu Chenyu for a while, her words seemed to touch the softest part of his heart, and did not make him disgusted.

Half a moment he bowed his head and creaked quietly: "Thank you!"

Wen Xinya for a while, there was no response for a while.

As soon as the words of thanks came out, Xu Chenyu calmly faced the Wen Xinya, so he repeated: "Thank you for stopping me that day and thank you for helping me that day."

He suddenly thought of her excitement and madness, and then looked at her sitting on the cold ground with her hands on her knees, despairing and sad.

Suddenly she felt pitiful, and she felt compassion in her heart.

Compared to him, she seemed worse.

Only then did Nuan Ya respond: "Oh-I just don't want to see Fang's family harm others. At that time, I would stop anyone else. You don't need to thank me.

After speaking, she got up a bit hard from the ground, her thin body, shivering in the dark wind, making her look particularly vulnerable and helpless.

Xu Chenyu suddenly chased after him: "It's so late, where are you going? I'll send you back!"

In the high society, everyone said that he was Wen Xinya, arrogant, arrogant, and hearty, but he only saw her, the kind and poor side.

Cozy and elegant, she paused, turned and turned back, taunting, "Are you sorry for me?"

Xu Chenyu froze, some speechless.

A Wen Xinya step, Slender fingers, holding his cheek suddenly: "Or, do you want to soak me?"

"I wouldn't want a woman like you even if I was delivered to the door." Her actions were too rude, hurting Xu Chenyu's male self-esteem. He was immediately angry and flushed, and felt that this woman was unreasonable When speaking, there is also a lot of silence.

Wen Xinya, she let go of her hands, the corners of her cold lips, and sneered: "That's right, a woman like me, but when others treat me well, I think it's something else."

Xu Chenyu was shocked by what she had just said, and said with some guilty conscience: "I ... I'm not that ..."

Wen Ya's body took a step back and cut off his words, his voice was cold and sharp: "So, don't have pity on me, even if I'm sad, I don't need any cheap sympathy or mercy."

Having said that, she walked away in arrogant steps.

"Wen Xinya ..." Xu Chenyu called her subconsciously, watching her back turning away, her thin back straight upright, her scorching bones exactly like the onset of drug addiction.

Pride, flamboyant, is something dipped into her bones.

Even drugs cannot be destroyed or eroded.

Suddenly he didn't understand. Why would a woman like Wen Xinya fall into this place?

Wen Xinya footsteps, slender and thin body, in the night breeze, just like the end of the blossoms, there is a heartbreaking pale.