Fang Xun took out his mobile phone and looked at the WeChat message sent by Wen Ren Xiyue again.

He wanted to get something back, but he didn't know what to say.

Now Fang Xun is a little unclear about what kind of role Wen Ren Xiyue has played in his heart.

Are you a friend?

Or is it a red face?

If it's just a friend, then when you see this news, you should bless her.

But why is my mood so depressed, so low, and I feel like I'm going to suffocate?

Fang Xun put away his mobile phone, walked out of the airport in despair, and then sat on the side of the road, watching the vehicles coming and going and the passengers coming in and out, and lit a cigarette.

He wants to sort out his relationship with Wen Ren Xiyue.

He knew that Wen Ren Xiyue liked himself, and he had told him when Wen Ren Xiyue was there.

However, he is not sure whether he likes people and cherishes the moon or not, and whether he should rise to the level of lovers.

If this liking does not rise to the level of lovers, then this engagement banquet itself cannot be attended.

lest after leaving, give hope to the woman and disappoint the woman.

This is irresponsible to women.

Fang Xun asked himself if he was not a dedicated person, but he was definitely not an abusive person.

If you go, it's not just about going to the engagement reception, it's about saving the relationship.

In addition, you must also be mentally prepared to face many people's accusations.

After smoking a cigarette, Fang Xun lit another one, and his mind couldn't help but recall the bits and pieces of his past experience with Wen Ren.

The first time I met a woman was in Tibet.

The woman and a few of her friends were robbed by the roadblock and took matters into their own hands to defuse the crisis.

On that day, the sun was setting, and the woman was wearing a white denim jacket with a pair of light blue skinny jeans.

At that time, she was as beautiful as a painting, which made her heart pound.

I vaguely remember the first words the woman said to herself.

"Thank you for your help, otherwise, we're going to be out of luck!"

When the woman said this, she smiled, and her eyes were bent into crescents.

Moreover, because I looked at her twice, her first impression of herself didn't seem to be so good.

The second encounter was at the welcome party held at the Jokhang Temple in Tibet.

Master Bianba of the Jokhang Temple had his eyes on the Buddha lotus seed in her body, so he killed the killer.

The woman at that time was weak and helpless, and she couldn't bear it, so she came to the rescue.

Perhaps, it was from that moment that the woman developed a crush on herself.

And he regarded her as a very good friend.

Later, he met a woman in Dragon City again, and when she was most in danger, he helped her apply needles and suppressed the energy of the Eight Desolation Fire Lotus in her body.

Later, when taking revenge on the Fang and Chu families, the woman stood on her side unconditionally and did her best to help......

Although there are not many things that I have experienced with women, each one is unforgettable.

Before he knew it, Fang Xun had already finished smoking half a pack of cigarettes.

And at this time, a phone call came.

Fang Xun took out his mobile phone and looked at it, it was Xue Xiaoli calling.

Xue Xiaoli is a friend who cherishes the moon.

Fang Xun didn't think much about it, and directly connected the phone.

"Brother Fang, do you know that Xiyue is going to get engaged tomorrow?!"

As soon as the phone was connected, Xue Xiaoli's voice came.

"Yes."

Fang Xun replied.

"Now that you know, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and come to Dragon City to stop it!

The person Xiyue likes is you, do you really want Xiyue to marry someone else?! ”

Xue Xiaoli is so authentic.

"I don't think I'm worthy of the moon."

The corners of Fang Xun's mouth showed a wry smile.

"What does it mean to be unworthy? Brother Fang, you are so capable, why are you not worthy of cherishing the moon?

If Xiyue marries someone she doesn't like, then she won't be happy in the future!

Brother Fang, is it good to be like a man?

If you like Cherishing the Moon, then go and get her back!

When Xiyue really marries someone else, you will regret going!

Of course, if you really don't like the moon, then when I haven't made this call! ”

After speaking, Xue Xiaoli hung up the phone.

After Xue Xiaoli hung up the phone, He Dong and Li Yang also called.

The two of them said the same thing as Xue Xiaoli, they all asked Fang Xun to snatch Wen Ren Xiyue back.

Although Xue Xiaoli, He Dong and Li Yang are very ordinary, whether they are compared with Wen Ren Xiyue or themselves, they are not at the same level.

However, the three of them are all really for the sake of hearing others and cherishing the moon and their own good.

Fang Xun was still a little moved in his heart.

After hanging up the third call, Fang Xun's eyes gradually became clearer, and the gloom and depression gradually dissipated.

He thought about what Xue Xiaoli and the three of them said just now.

After listening to the words of the three of them, Fang Xun realized that at some point, Wen Ren Xiyue had already occupied an important position in his heart.

If Wen Ren Xiyue really married someone else, he would regret it!

If you are unhappy, you will be sad and angry!

If you lose the moon, it will become the regret of your life!

In that case, then there is nothing to worry about yourself!

Be sure to snatch the moon back!

Even in the face of countless people's accusations, he will not hesitate!

Fang Xun snuffed out his cigarette butt, then took out his mobile phone to book a ticket to Dragon City, then got up and walked into the airport......

……

Around eight o'clock in the evening.

As night falls, the lights come on.

The night in Dragon City is a mesmerizing affair.

In the center of Dongcheng's business district, there is a 38-storey design tower towering there, which is a landmark building in Dongcheng's business district.

This building is now the enterprise of the four Tianzi families in Longcheng, Muyun Group.

Because it was not early, most of the floors of the building were turned off the lights, and only a few floors were still lit, and some people were working overtime.

At this time, on the thirty-fifth floor of the building, the president's office.

A woman wearing beige casual professional clothes, tall, beautiful face, and outstanding temperament is standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a mobile phone in her hand, looking at the night scene outside the window in a daze.

This woman is the president of Muyun Group, and she cherishes the moon.

It's just that at this moment, Wen Ren's face is full of sadness, and his sadness can't be resolved.

Two hours ago, she sent Fang Xun a WeChat message.

She had expected the man to come back to herself.

Whether it's a refusal or a promise, at least the man will reply to himself.

But after two hours of waiting, she still didn't receive any news.

It was as if the news had sunk into the sea.

She picked up her phone and looked at it again, but there was still no news back.

Her eyes couldn't help but redden, and the suppressed emotions in her heart couldn't help but explode.

Her face was full of loneliness, and she muttered in a low voice: "Fang Xun, aren't you even willing to reply to me with a message?"

Don't you really want to see me again?

Don't you really like me at all?

Do you know that I'm getting engaged and indifferent?

But if you don't like me, why do you want to provoke me?

Why do you want me to like you?

Why?!

You big badass, big bastard, woo......"