Hearing Qu Yan's words, the woman froze for a moment, and then comforted, "In this world, there will always be someone who will leave, and there will always be someone who will come to you, maybe they come or leave, we will change whatever we do. There is no ending, but we can at least cherish the present."

With that, she raised her hand and patted Qu Yan on the shoulder.

Qu Yan raised his eyes and looked at the strange woman in front of him, but after a while, she felt her vision blurred.

She only realized afterwards that she was crying.

The woman took out a stack of tissues and handed it to her, then smiled and said,

"I think if you are someone who cares about you, seeing you crying like this will definitely hurt you to death."

"Thank you." Qu Yan took the tissue and wiped away the tears on his face, and his mood gradually calmed down.

"Do you feel better now?" the woman asked with a smile.

Qu Yan nodded, and then said to her: "Thank you, and there is no need to act. Let Ji Zhuoran come out. I just lost my mind."

The smile on the woman's face froze.

Oneself... was seen through so soon?

In fact, she is Cen Fangfei, Qu Yan ran over to see Qu Yan because of a call from Ji Zhuoran.

What she just said was half true, but it was true that she came here because of overtime.

Qu Yan calmed down and her sanity returned to her brain. She spoke slowly.

"I was just testing you. After all, he is not a foolish person. He can't do things like letting strangers in and out at random with the bar door open. Now your expression has already told me, I guessed it."

She couldn't defraud Ji Zhuoran, and was always calculated by him, but she could not be simpler when she defrauded Cen Fangfei in front of her.

Cen Fangfei smiled, "Well, if you don't talk secretly, then I will ask Ji Shao to come over, Mr. Qu, you are better than I thought."

She was so sad just now, but after such a while, she was relieved unexpectedly.

"Thanks to you, cherish the present, I will always remember these words." Qu Yan said.

She knew that the strange woman in front of her might not stand on her side, but the words in her mouth were indeed very helpful to her.

"Well, you learned very quickly." Cen Fangfei praised her, and then got up and left.

Not long after, Ji Zhuoran appeared in the bar again.

In the quiet bar, Qu Yan took another bottle of wine from the bar. She raised her hand and poured herself a glass. Then, she raised her hand to hold it, and slowly dangled it in a circle.

"Thank you, but I have one more thing to ask you." She said, her voice faint, with a slight drunkenness.

"What's the matter?" He asked, looking at her in front of him, but felt that she was too calm.

Qu Yan closed her eyes, and scenes of the past seemed to flash before her eyes.

Immediately, she said, "I want to hold Qu Shouquan's funeral with my own hands. The company can't walk away."

Regardless of the unpleasant experiences between her and Qu Shouquan and her daughter, they are all dead now. Before they died, she apologized so solemnly to her.

So, whether it is to make up for the regret in her heart, or to follow her responsibilities as a full-length female, logically speaking, she should indeed organize the funeral for him.

Ji Zhuoran didn't expect her to make such a request, but she agreed very decisively.

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

"And..." Qu Yan said, paused, and then lifted the wine glass in his hand a little bit, looking at his figure through the amber liquid of alcohol in the glass.

"What else?" he asked.

She said: "Also, you drove away the friends who drank with me, so you have to pay me."

As soon as the voice fell, Qu Yan's own consciousness was also a little fuzzy. For a moment, he couldn't even tell whether he just said "compensate" or "accompany".

But he still agreed to her request, and even said to her: "Sorry."

Qu Yan snorted, pushed the wine glass in his hand directly in front of him, and said directly,

"Don't talk nonsense, drink."

I'm sorry, I'll still dare next time.

She couldn't know the virtues of this man better.

So there is no need to listen to him or take it to heart at all, because once he takes it seriously, the loser becomes herself again.

And he took the wine and drank it all...

Later they were all drunk.

They staggered to the lounge and slept together in a dazed hug.

In fact, Qu Yan was not so drunk, but, this evening, she hoped that she had a warm body by her side, and a familiar body temperature could comfort her. This world has not become too much because someone has left. Icy.

She slept well this night.