I Became A Hit After My Divorce! Chapter 62

62 Cry If You Want

Fu Yunshen frowned slightly, but he did not say anything. Instead, he handed over another wine bottle because he knew that the other party needed to vent, not comfort.

Nangong Jue was stunned.

“You’ll feel better after venting.” Fu Yunshen gestured at the wine bottle.

Nangong Jue paused. He didn’t like how out of control he looked.

“Don’t forget, I’m not only a surgeon but also a Ph.D. in psychology. Ah Jue, what you need now is to vent.” Fu Yunshen stuffed the wine bottle into his hand.

Nangong Jue looked at the bottle in his hand, then smashed it again. Then he got up and kicked the coffee table down too, smashing the television, stereo, and everything else. In a mont, the most luxurious private room in the entire clubhouse beca a ss.

“Are you feeling better?” Fu Yunshen finished the remaining red wine in his glass and threw the glass on the ground.

Nangong Jue exhaled and turned to leave.

Fu Yunshen looked back at the private room and shrugged. A private room worth a million yuan was destroyed just like that. He was rich and willful.

Not long after Yan Zing ran out, she was stopped by Yang Jinxuan. “ngng.”

“Jinxuan.” Yan Zing turned around with red eyes and a smile that was uglier than crying. “Why did you co out too?”

“I’m worried about you.”

“I’m fine.” Yan Zing shook her head.

“How can you be fine?” Yang Jinxuan frowned. Realizing that she was not wearing a coat, he hurriedly took off his suit and wrapped it around her. “Get in the car first. I’ll send you back.” Then, he pulled her into his car and quickly left the clubhouse.

“Jinxuan, thank you.” Yan Zing sniffled and looked very sad.

Yang Jinxuan sighed and stopped the car by the roadside. He turned to look at Yan Zing. “If you want to cry, cry. You don’t have to pretend in front of .”

“I’m fine, really...” Yan Zing smiled and shook her head, but tears fell.

Yang Jinxuan’s heart ached terribly. He stretched out his hand, but he did not dare to hug her.

Yan Zing suddenly hugged him. “Jinxuan, I’m not fine. I’m really not fine. I’m so sad...”

Yang Jinxuan’s body stiffened for a mont, then he pulled her into his arms and gently patted Yan Zing’s back. “I know.”

“You don’t know.” Yan Zing shook her head. “I really like Ah Jue. I know it was wrong of to leave back then, but I also wanted to fight. It’s only been three years. How did he beco like this? He wasn’t like this before... Did he fall in love with Han Binglan? Wasn’t he divorced? Why did she still occupy Ah Jue’s heart? Why did she still exist?”

“Ah Jue will definitely be yours.” Yang Jinxuan patted Yan Zing’s back. “Don’t worry, I’ll help you.” A hint of ruthlessness flashed across his eyes. Han Binglan, don’t bla , he thought.

“Jinxuan.” Yan Zing hurriedly stood up and wiped her tears. “I’m sorry, I lost my composure. I was just too sad and was talking nonsense...”

“ngng.” Yang Jinxuan reached out and held Yan Zing’s arm. “Rember, no matter what, Brother Jinxuan will help you.”

“Thank you, Jinxuan.” Yan Zing lowered her eyes to hide the smugness in them. Han Binglan, don’t bla . You can only bla yourself for provoking my Ah Jue. She thought.