Chapter 3 Who cares about her

Ella listened to her aunt, her eyebrows twisted and she said coldly, "My parent were dead, but my dad raised me so big that I couldn’t marry any mediocre man after his death."
"Girls are going to marry after all. You can't live a lifetime alone."
Gu Fenfang wrinkled her brows and pressed the fire in her heart.
Ella looked at her parents' wedding photo beside the cabinet, looked at the old one without color, and said quietly, "I want to marry a man who can live a lifetime."
Gu Fenfang listened to her and became more and more rude: "Are you still waiting for your college classmate? How can he come back to you when he have enough money to study abroad and develop abroad? You've been waiting for seven years. Even if it's seventy years, he may not think of you and come back.”
Gu Fenfang was furious. Every word hurts Ella's heart like a knife.
Ella felt that the whole heart was blurred by the words. Her fingers on the table were also partially clenched.
Gu Fenfang saw Ella stabbed, and went on in a deep voice. "I'll leave you here with the picture. The contact information is on the back of the picture. It's seven o'clock. You remember to go."
Gu Fenfang got up and left the living room with her bag.
After out of Ella's door, She disdained to said: "In a few years, it will be 30 years old, and both parents were die, You don't rush to find a partner while you're young, or you'll find a second-married man in a few years. How good do you really think you are?"
Gu Fenfang did not close the door when she went out, and the voice came to Ella's ears.
Ella's fingers were so tight that they almost embedded in the flesh of her palm.
The sour eyes also listened to the sound of Gu Fenfang entering the elevator and disappeared, and tears ran out of the eyes.
Both parents died...
Boyfriend abandoned...
Relatives were cold-eyed...
Who else in the world loved her and cared about her?
Her eyes were red with crying, but she went out on time at seven o'clock.
But the place to go is not Jiangnan where they should meet.
It's a bar across the road.
The light in the bar is dim and the music is high and low.
But the glass of wine that slips into the throat is deadly spicy.
The bartender in front pushed her over the glass full of wine and said, "You should stop drinking. You look so beautiful."
"Hum..." She gave a drunken laugh and said vaguely, "So what? In this world, the people who love me and care me have all gone, only left myself..."
She laughed, but tears wanted to fall, murmuring repeatedly: "Only myself... I'm the only one..."
After that, she lifted the glass in front of her and poured a large glass of wine into the mouth.
Because drank too fast, liquor from the lip corner, dripping in the chest, was choked.
She coughed violently.
She covered her chest and coughed up with tears.
Suddenly, a hand behind her patted her on the back.
Ella twisted her eyebrows, felt the gentle force on her back, and she turned head.
At first glance, she saw a man who seemed to have known before, looking coldly at her.
She recalled it from her brain, but after all, nothing came back.
She thought for a moment, but after all, she did not recall anything.
She just pulled his hand away and frowned, "Don't touch me! Stinky hooligans!"
Devin's eyebrows frowned and his face grew a little darker.
Ella, who was obviously drunk, lifted her hand and went to the bartender again to ask for a drink: "Give me another drink!"
The bartender shook his head helplessly and then gave her another glass of ice-filled whiskey.
Ella picked up the glass and drank it again, but just before it touched her lips, Devin Hunter grabbed it.
“Pa~” the glass was slapped on the bar.
Both of them stunned by the loud noise. Especially the drunk Ella.
Devin stared at her coldly and said to the bartender, "Pay the bill!"