Meeting You Is My Simple Happiness

Chapter 651 is not controlled

Ye Qiwen didn't have any makeup. The takeaway brother was in a hurry to deliver the food, and didn't recognize her. Asking her, she didn't answer, so the little brother had to patiently ask again: "Are you Miss Ye?"

"Huh? Oh, I am." Ye Qiwen hurriedly turned her gaze back, looking a little flustered.

Seeing the food in the takeaway, Ye Qiwen took it and said thank you.

The takeaway boy rushed to the next one, and after handing it to Ye Qiwen, he hurried away.

Ye Qiwen carried the takeaway upstairs, a little hesitant in her footsteps, her face was heavy, she didn't know what she was thinking.

After two steps, she just opened the elevator door and suddenly turned back. The gale outside the apartment blew away her clothes, she didn't even care, and walked straight to Song Zhuochen.

Song Zhuochen was looking up at the direction of her apartment and felt someone approaching him. He bowed her head and Ye Qiwen appeared in front of him so abruptly.

"Penny..." Seeing Ye Qiwen, Song Zhuochen didn't have much surprise, the smile on his face was a little weak, and he laughed twice: "It seems that I am really drunk..."

He can only see her when he is drunk and dreaming. How can she usually give up in front of him? She was full of hatred when she saw him, and she would not take the initiative to see him.

Ye Qiwen stared at his self-deprecating look, and said: "Go back when you get drunk, don't be crazy about drinking here."

Hearing her voice, Song Zhuochen's mouth constricted to self-deprecation, his pupils dilated and stared at Ye Qiwen: "Really...it's you..."

This is not a dream, nor a drunk illusion, but the real Ye Qiwen. In dreams and hallucinations, she couldn't speak.

"What's the phone number of your agent." Ye Qiwen took out her cell phone and looked down at the numbers on the phone.

She was waiting for Song Zhuochen to report the numbers, but Song Zhuochen stared at her and couldn't look away.

"Did you hear me talking?" Ye Qiwen didn't wait until he started to speak. She raised her head and looked at him patiently and asked once.

Song Zhuochen became sober a lot, but what he said was so unconscious: "Can't you talk to me in conversation?"

"No." Ye Qiwen refused without even thinking about it.

Even though Ye Qiwen refused, Song Zhuochen didn't feel sad. A smile hung on his mouth: "Qiwen, you care about me."

Ye Qiwen's body stiffened subconsciously. She moved her red lips slightly, and refused Song Zhuochen's remarks: "Don't be passionate, I don't care about you. I'm just afraid that you will be drunk and mess around in my apartment. I don't want to talk to you again because I'm entangled in the last plate again."

She has always been on the news recently, let alone others, she herself is getting tired of seeing herself always appearing on the news section.

Song Zhuochen no matter what Ye Qiwen said, he believed that Ye Qiwen cared about him.

"Number." Ye Qiwen repeated her words again.

Song Zhuochen didn't answer her, but looked at her with eyes, unable to move away.

He kept staring at her, but he didn't mean to answer her question.

Ye Qiwen looked back at him, didn't get his answer, let out a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "Nothing, forget it."

Since Song Zhuochen was unwilling to give it, then she didn't need to continue. Originally, she felt that Song Zhuochen's reputation was already very poor. The relationship between her and him had long been broken. She didn't want to owe him, and didn't want him to make any negative news because of her. But now it seems that Song Zhuochen doesn't care about it, so why should she help.

Ye Qiwen put away her phone, pulled her coat chain, and just turned around to leave, a pair of big hands hugged her waist: "You really can't stay with me for a while?"

The sudden force from her waist made Ye Qiwen stiff, and the food delivery in her palm fell to the ground. She looked a little dazed, her empty palms slowly tightened, and her eyes blinked slightly before she showed signs of waking up. Her body was stiff, but her words were a little cold: "Let go!"

"Qiwen..." Song Zhuochen did not let go of her, but embraced her tighter: "Can't you really forgive me once?"

He had never been so low-pitched to get forgiveness from a woman. In front of his beloved cause and her, he still chose to protect her. Song Zhuochen knew that what he wanted most was her forgiveness.

Ye Qiwen swallowed her throat, her palms were tightly held, she pinched herself severely, and woke up, she pushed away Song Zhuochen's strength with both hands, broke free, and stepped back abruptly, with a face facing him: "I said, the two of us are clean, I forgive you a long time ago."

"Forgive me..." Song Zhuochen looked at Ye Qiwen in a daze, "Then why are you so cold to me?"

Ye Qiwen took a sneered light breath: "Then what is forgiveness in your eyes? Will you be with you again?"

She stared at him earnestly, his eyes stared at her without speaking.

"It's better for us to be strangers." She slowly said, this should be what she said for forgiveness.

Ye Qiwen hurriedly turned around, stepped back, her face was pretending to be calm, but her action betrayed her. Her footsteps circled and stepped on the takeaway box. The food in the box blanched her feet in soft slippers, a sudden touch Make her take two steps back suddenly.

Song Zhuochen, who was lost for a while, saw her panicked and subconsciously supported her: "Is it all right?"

"It's okay..." Ye Qiwen was still looking at the ground and replied subconsciously. Almost a second later, she reacted and stood up abruptly to distance from Song Zhuochen, and her face returned to her indifference again: "Don't be here. It's here, lest people misunderstand."

She said, speeding up and entering the floor.

Song Zhuochen had no chance to speak a word, only to watch her leave.

The alcohol on his body was almost gone, but there was still a little drunkenness between his foreheads, and he muttered to himself in a low voice: "If it can be done, that would be great..."

He tried to let go of Ye Qiwen, but he tried several times, and it proved that he couldn't do it. Perhaps, he couldn't let Ye Qiwen go if he didn't hurt himself.

Ye Qiwen went upstairs and opened the curtains, Song Zhuochen still stood there and did not leave. Ye Qiwen frowned slightly and closed the curtains: "Why aren't you leaving?"

Song Zhuochen is now on the cusp of the storm. If there is any more negative news, he won't want his career. Ye Qiwen's revenge has been reached. She doesn't want to get involved with Song Zhuochen, she just wants to draw a line with him, he continues his career, and she continues to accomplish what she should do.

Ye Qiwen leaned against the curtain and sighed inexplicably.

Ye Mu, who was at home, saw today's news and remembered about the movie. She hadn't even asked about it until now, so she took the time to call Ji An.

(End of this chapter)