Before Su Nan said anything, she watched Hong Yihuan quickly go upstairs in Lu Qi's suit.
It was a pity to leave in a hurry, but no one noticed.
She looked at fuyechuan calmly. His eyes were dark and full-bodied, like ink that could not be melted.
She suddenly felt a dull pain in her chest.
But she took a deep breath, the pain eased, and whispered:
"Fuyechuan, I don't want to torture you. I want you to be free as soon as possible."
Su Nan's voice was light, calm and serious:
"It's not that I haven't thought about our relationship these days. Mr. Fu, thank you for your efforts on me, but... Sorry, I really can't be with you again."
When she spoke, she was too calm.
Looking at Fu YeChuan's face, his eyes were frozen, his body was stiff, and his fingertips were white.
I don't know why, Su Nan seemed to feel a little pain in her heart.
But in a flash, she recovered her composure.
A long pain is better than a short one.
Rather than entangle in the end, it is better to cut the mess quickly. Both of them are free.
During this period of time, we should treat them with the most peaceful state of mind.
For fuyechuan, she was not moved, but more pitiful. Why didn't she get his serious treatment?
The more you think about it, the more uncomfortable you feel, the more you want to escape.
Looking at Fu YeChuan's eyes showing pain and trying to suppress emotions, Su Nan even felt a little bit of unbearable, and her chest was choking.
Su Nan lowered her eyes and was silent for a moment. She looked up and smiled.
"It's getting late. Thank you for bringing me here. I'll go back first."
With that, she stood up, lifted her feet and left.
"Su Nan..."
He stopped her and smiled pale.
"Send me a good man card? I won't accept it!"
Fuyechuan's eyes looked at her in a complicated way, and his voice was low and dumb.
"No matter what you say, I will never give up on you. Whether you feel happy or unhappy, I will always be waiting for you."
Su Nan left the banquet ahead of time without saying hello to anyone.