223 Pitiful As Always
Lin Jiao smiled. âGu Quan, the past is in the past.â
Her voice was very soft, like the night breeze blowing around, enough to calm oneâs heart.
Gu Quan stubbed out his cigarette. âYes.â The gloom that had accumulated in his heart dissipated with the smoke. âThank you for chatting with me.â
âItâs fine.â Lin Jiao played with the balloon string and saw He Qi from the corner of her eye. âHeâs here.â
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âIgnore him.â
âBrother Quan.â As soon as Gu Quan finished speaking, someone said, âWhat are you guys talking about?â
âDoes it have anything to do with you?â
âDonât be so aggressive.â He Qi had no intention of avoiding Lin Jiao. He smiled and asked, âDo you want to know about me and Tian?â
âNo.â
âWeâve slept together many times.â He observed Gu Quanâs reaction. âThe first time it was at my house,â
His gloating face made Jiaojiao extremely disgusted.
She sneered, âBeing secret lovers with her must be very painful, right? Youâre still as pitiful as ever.â
He Qi looked at Lin Jiao hatefully. âNo matter how pitiful I am, Iâm not as cheap as you, understand? You plaything.â
Bangâ
Gu Quan kicked his chair.
Just as he grabbed He Qiâs collar and was about to teach him a lesson, Lin Jiao slapped He Qi. âYouâre disgusting.â
He Qi blew the hair on his forehead away, not caring about the burning pain. âYouâll forever be a plaything.â
âWatch your mouth!â Gu Quan punched him in the face. He was angrier than when he found out that He Qi and Su Tian had slept together.
The moment they fought, Pei Yilan rushed over with the dice cup and smashed He Qiâs back.
She scolded as she smashed, âIdiot!â
The scene was chaotic. The tables and chairs that had fallen to the ground were kicked far away. All kinds of sounds mixed together, making it extremely noisy.
Qu Wenhao and the two other men who came up to stop the fight were accidentally punched a few times in order to separate them.
âThatâs enough.â He stood between them. âItâs Qian Yongjun and his wifeâs engagement banquet after all. Show some respect and stop fooling around.â
âHeh.â He Qi sneered.
He looked at the man standing opposite him and said meaningfully, âBrother Quan, her voice sounds especially nice when sheâs under me.â
Song Zhen frowned.
He retracted his gaze and held Gu Quanâs shoulder. In order to comfort him, he did not mention Su Tian at all.
âBrother Quan.â He handed him a cigarette. âYouâre bleeding from the corner of your mouth. Shall I go with you to get some medicine?â
Only then did Gu Quan feel the pain at the corner of his mouth.
He patted the dust on his shoulders and pants and turned to look at Lin Jiao on his left. âJiaojiao, are you injured?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âNo.â
âHow are you going to go back? Do you want me to send you back?â
Lin Jiao refused bluntly. âNo need.â She put down the champagne glass and pulled Pei Yilan to sit down. âGo to the hospital first.â
âOkay.â Gu Quan and Song Zhen left together.
Not long after they left, Pei Yilan, who was still angry, asked, âWhat did that idiot He Qi say?â
âIâll tell you when we get back.â
âAsk Uncle where he is.â She couldnât wait to hear the gossip.
Lin Jiao opened her unread WeChat message. Before she could reply, a call came in.
âHoney.â Pei Zhiâs unique gentle voice came from the other end of the line. âWhy didnât you reply to me?â