Chapter 771
"Zhang Tian, do you have a problem? Why did you become like this?"
"Why did I become like this? What's the matter? Not as good as your new love? You never disliked me before." Zhang Tian sat on the chair, poured a full glass of wine, and drank it down.
"Xinhuan? Zhang Tian, you are really crazy."
"An Qing, you don't have to say that about me, aren't you also unable to give me a reasonable explanation?"
"Explanation? What explanation do I need to give you?" An Qing felt that Zhang Tian was already in a state of being unreasonable.
"Heh, since you don't know what to explain to me, let me tell you!" After Zhang Tian finished speaking, he took out a few photos from his pocket, and threw them in front of An Qing.
An Qing brought over the photo with a puzzled expression, and it was the faces of An Qing and An Chen printed on it.
"An Qing, didn't you just fall in love with this little boy? What's so good about him? I didn't expect you to still think of old cows eating young grass. I really misjudged you before."
An listened to Zhang Tian's words, and she really couldn't laugh or cry. She never thought that she was such a person in Zhang Tian's eyes.
A few simple photos, even without the truth, Zhang Tian made a conclusion based on a few photos.
The good memories will be wiped out, and An Qing suddenly feels that she has fed the dog in those years of youth.
"You can think whatever you want. The relationship between me and the person in the photo is not the kind of relationship you think, and I don't need to explain to you. Let's not meet again."
An Qing really planned to leave now, but was held back by Zhang Tian again.
Zhang Tian suddenly calmed down. An Qing thought that Zhang Tian had figured it out, and then thought that after today, maybe it would be the last time they met. Maybe she was still reluctant. An Qing agreed to Zhang Tian's request to drink the last glass of wine .
"I can pour you the last glass of wine." Zhang Tian smiled self-deprecatingly, then picked up the bottle and walked in front of An Qing.
When An Qing was not paying attention, Zhang Tian blocked the cup with his hand, showing a stern expression.
Immediately afterwards, some white powdery solids melted into the wine glass.
"An Qing, take the last glass of wine and bid farewell to us when we go back." Zhang Tian handed the wine glass to An Qing.
Maybe the trust is still there, maybe An Qing didn't doubt Zhang Tian at all, or maybe he wanted to drink and leave early, so he didn't bother, took the glass and drank it down in one gulp.
"Let's go, I won't stop you." Zhang Tian smiled and moved out of the way, indicating that An Qing could leave.
An Qing got up and put on her coat. Just as she was about to pull the suitcase and walk towards the door, she felt dizzy suddenly, and the floor under her feet began to go soft.
There is a problem with the wine! An Qing had already reacted, but she still insisted on going out, planning to take out her mobile phone and call An Chen.
But before the phone was taken out, An Qing staggered for a while. Fortunately, his left hand held the suitcase tightly, otherwise he might have fallen directly to the ground.
"What's the matter? An Qing, don't you want to leave? You can't even get out of this room." Zhang Tian smiled and walked in front of An Qing, then snatched An Qing's mobile phone, took out the calling card and broke it broken, and tossed aside.
"Zhang Tian!" An Qing gritted his teeth and said Zhang Tian's name.
"Oh, I'm here, sleep if you can't stand up." Zhang Tian hit An Qing directly on the back of the neck.
(end of this chapter)