Zhao Moxuan still didn't want to part with Pei Qingqing.
But he couldn't bear her cold sarcasm and scorching mockery.
Plus, a group of servants surrounded Zhao Moxuan, driving him out.
When the man was shut out, he realized a place in his heart felt empty.
In the past, he never took Pei Qingqing seriously, but now...
Caught in this thought, Zhao Moxuan's phone suddenly vibrated.
His brother was calling to invite him out for drinks.
It just so happened that Zhao Moxuan was in a bad mood, so he happily accepted.
"Send me the location, I'm coming over now."
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"What's the matter with you? You look so down. Aren't you getting married in a few days? Why so emo?"
Zhao Moxuan gave him a look but said nothing.
The beer in front of him was suddenly gone, downed in one go.
His buddy was stunned, finding it inconceivable.
"What's this? Heartbreak? Missing your ex-girlfriend, or did an investment fail?"
