Chapter 1287: Scumbag Man and Scumbag Woman

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"Why, is it Lu Yi's call?" The woman gently raised her red lips, "I have never seen your relationship so good?"

Fang Zhu smiled, and even this smile on his face was a bit fake.

"After being together for a long time, there will always be feelings. We are a perfect match."

"I also feel that we are a perfect match."

The woman took the cup in her hand forward.

"Come on, toast to your perfect match."

"Thank you," Fang Zhu took the cup and clinked it with the woman.

The sound of the light clinking of the cups was like a musical note, and then fell on a certain table. There was only one woman sitting at the table. She had very long straight hair, which had not been dyed in any color. It was also very smooth and fell down smoothly, and it was easy to have a soft arc.

There was also a red mobile phone on the table. It was not the latest model, but an old model that was only available last year. Last year, it was very difficult to buy and of course very expensive, but it was also eliminated in the replacement of the old with the new.

After Fang Zhu and her friend left, the long-haired woman sitting on the table reached out, took her mobile phone, and then held it tightly again.

The light coming in from the window finally fell on her, adding a bit of haziness. The woman raised her face, a very beautiful face, but at this time, it was as pale as ice and snow, stained with frost and soaked in snow.

Sure enough, it was going to get married, right?

He still lied to her.

She stood up, but her head suddenly felt dizzy. She quickly propped her hands under the wall and waited for the dizziness to pass.

She wanted to vomit, and she was also very dizzy.

She had to sit down again, holding the ice cup with both hands, and her face never got better, still white, still without any blood color.

And the eyes fell, and the cold snow began to fall.

One piece after another, crystal clear.

She opened the door of her apartment and walked in. At the moment the door closed, she quickly covered her chest and ran into the bathroom on the side and began to vomit inside.

From time to time, her retching could be heard outside. I wonder if such pain made her heart hurt as well.

They stayed here for a long time, maybe they had to go back, there were still scenes to be filmed and roads to be walked.

She and her assistant returned to the set on the second day. In fact, she felt that she was fine. In just a few days, she had once again grown into a superwoman.

"I'm sorry, it's our fault this time", the director saw Yan Huan and said sorry again. He really felt sorry for Yan Huan. He really didn't think Yan Huan would fall off the horse?

"Director, it's serious," Yan Huan smiled indifferently, "Look, I'm fine, aren't I? I didn't fall and get hurt. Who wouldn't get hurt when filming?" She didn't blame anyone, and she was still thinking about what she thought of in the end and what she was reluctant to give up.

Lu Qin, he doesn't deserve it.

Her own, maybe a little.

In fact, she knew it very well in her heart.

It was Lu Yi, she just wanted to know if he would be sad if she died, if he would shed a tear for her, or if he would marry his woman and marry him.

And she was just an electronic woman that he could play with casually, right?

And now she found out.

She was actually still a little stupid, no wonder Lu Qin always said she was stupid, she was like this, what else could she be but stupid.

A liar cheated her of two years of youth, her reputation, her property, and her future.

And the other liar almost took her life.

"You should have a good rest," the director saw that Yan Huan didn't talk much, and thought that she was not feeling well, so he didn't dare to disturb her. As for filming, he filmed other things first, so that she could have a good rest. To be honest, there really weren't many scenes for Yan Huan.

Although he wanted to add more scenes for Yan Huan, it was hard to add them.

Yan Huan let out a breath gently, and she went back to lie down again. She really didn't want to see anyone, and didn't want to think about anyone.

She didn't want others to come to see her anymore, because every time she was like a little poor thing, being sympathized by others, as if she had heard others say.

Look how pitiful she is. She didn't have any fame to begin with, and now she has fallen like this.

Yes, she is still an orphan. I heard that her former assistant also committed suicide by jumping off a building.

I also heard that she didn't even have a father. She grew up with her mother since she was a child, but her mother also passed away a few years ago. She was fatherless and motherless, and it was really pitiful.

Yes, pitiful.

Yes, really pitiful.

Yes, really pitiful.

No one loves her, no one loves her, no one protects her, she is all alone, but she still doesn't treat herself well, and has to make scars on her body one after another.

And each of these scars is deep and deep.

And the pain of these scars is borne by her alone.

As for Lu Qin, he had never come to see her, and she didn't care. Lu Qin was now carefully maintaining his new love, so how could he let her, an outdated actress, cause trouble again? Although her popularity had increased, she still needed time to recover, and she didn't know how long this time would be, and Lu Qin would not gamble again.

He wished that Meng Ni was with him every day. The two of them were like conjoined twins, always together, even at night, although they avoided others, they must have had many phone calls.

Yan Huan knew this, because Lu Qin had treated her like this before.

And she also jumped into the grave of love he dug.

The reason why Lu Qin could deceive her blatantly was because she was pitiful, because she had no backing, because she had no one to rely on, and she was just an orphan without a father or a mother.

She closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

That night, she didn't have any dreams...

The wind outside blew the dead leaves on the trees and a few more fell...

"Sir, your coffee."

A waiter came over and put a cup of coffee in front of Lu Qin. Lu Qin lowered his head and looked at the watch on his wrist. He seemed to be waiting anxiously. The light in the coffee shop was a little bright and dim, and when it fell on his face, it was also a bit hazy and dreamy.

"Sorry, I'm late," a woman came over and wrapped herself neatly. She took off the mask and sunglasses on her face, and put on delicate makeup on her hibiscus face.