He only wore a black shirt on his upper body, his hair was slightly messy, and he had a cigarette between the index and middle fingers of his right hand.
This was the first time Xin Ai saw Jian Zechuan smoking. Before, he had always been cold and hard to approach, elegant and calm, reclusive, and so perfect that it made people jealous. It seemed that you couldn't find anything wrong with him.
Xin Ai thought that a perfect man like Jian Zechuan might not smoke at all.
The light was a bit dark, but Xin Ai knew that Jian Zechuan was looking at her, maybe... with irony, as if she was watching a clown performing alone.
He was probably thinking, look...this shameless woman is here again.
But next, Xin Ai will do something even more embarrassing and shameless.
Silver-gray hair swirled around Xin Ai, and she said warmly: "What's your name? Our band is going to shoot a MV recently, and we are short of a heroine. Do you want to come? The price is easy to talk about..."
Xin Ai could feel an icy gaze coming from the direction of Jian Zechuan, as if it was about to freeze her into an ice sculpture.
She pushed her silver-grey hair away, turned around, picked up an empty wine glass, and poured a glass of Hennessy. The moment she turned around, she held the wine glass with both hands. It's about to melt, the light is dim and no one can see it.
Xin Ai bought that medicine at a huge price two days ago, and it is said to be very effective.
Either succeed today
, or... really die.
There were many people around, but Xin Ai didn't care about the rules Jian Zechuan had set for her before.
She tried to calm down her nervous mood and held the wine glass steady with both hands to prevent it from shaking.
Finally coming to him, Xin Ai swallowed his throat, picked up the wine glass with both hands and handed it to him.
"Third Master, I'm here to apologize to you."
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence.
Everyone, all eyes were fixed on Xin Ai.
Jian Zechuan threw out a second tube and seemed not to hear Xin Ai's words.
Xia Yinyin, who was sitting next to him, rolled her eyes twice and leaned closer to him: "Third Master, this girl is..."
She put one hand on the back of the chair where Jian Zechuan was sitting, as if to hug him. The unintentional gesture of a hostess seemed to be to declare sovereignty.
But it was of no use to Xin Ai, all her attention was on Jian Zechuan.
She had no time to think about who Xia Yinyin was and what she did. Her nervous hands were shaking.
Jian Zechuan took a puff of cigarette and blew out a smoke ring. The smoke briefly blurred his appearance.
Xin Ai has always disliked men smoking, but when Jian Zechuan smokes, he is so handsome that people want to take off his clothes every minute.
He sat there lazily, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a cigarette between his fingers, his hair slightly messy, and the coldness on his body remained unchanged, but it was a bit different from the past.
At this moment, he
There is an evil nature in his body, his cold lips are filled with a vague sneer, and his narrow eyes are raised up. Even if he doesn't say a word, he exudes a fatal attraction. He can be called a model of disaster for the country and the people.
evildoer!
Xin Ai could only think of these two words!
A grown man is born like this and does not give others a way to survive.
Her hands felt sore when she held the cup. Jian Zechuan didn't even look at her, as if he didn't see her at all.
Someone adjusted the lights, and now it was as bright as day. Xin Ai stood alone under the lights, really looking like a clown, embarrassed and at a loss.
After a long time, someone didn't know who laughed, and then the laughter from all directions came down like waves.
These people probably thought she was a money-worshiping girl who wanted to seduce Jian Zechuan.
Xin Ai sighed, in fact...she is!
Such a stalemate is not the answer. Xin Ai gritted his teeth and said with a trembling voice, "Mr. Jian, it was my fault in the past. I was too shameless. I'm sorry..."
"I have caused you a lot of trouble and trouble, please forgive me, and thank you for not calling the police after being harassed by me for so long. I am really guilty about this, so... I offer you this glass of wine, and I hope you can accept it. My apologies."
This is both true and false.
If she can't catch up with Jian Zechuan this time, then Xin Ai should give up. She can only settle down and find someone who can replace Jian Zechuan.
She didn't have that time
Time to waste.
At the card table, Jian Zechuan joked: "Third brother, if you don't feel sorry for such a beautiful little sister, I will feel sorry for you... How about I..."
Jian Zechuan touched a seven-of-a-kind card and pushed down the card in front of him: "I touched it myself. What a fool."
He finally had time to give Xin Ai some peripheral vision: "Apologise?"
Xin Ai nodded seriously: "Well, I apologize. If you accept my apology, from now on... I... I will never pester you again, I promise."
Jian Zechuan sneered, his eyes were piercingly cold, his feelings were so close to Lu Jincheng's, that's why he gave up so decisively.
She kept saying that she would not give up easily, but then she turned around and got involved with another man...
"Your guarantee? What to get?"
"Personality!"
"do you have?"
Xin Ai felt a stab in her heart. Of course she had it, but... she had lost it.
She bit her lip and said a little lonely: "You don't care about money, but now... except for my life and this person, I really have nothing. How can you guarantee it? Or... a head?"
Jian Zechuan swept the glass of wine. Xin Ai held it for a long time, and his hands were shaking.
Looking up slowly along the hand, the arms were thin, round, and white. Jian Zechuan remembered that his grandmother once had a white jade Guanyin, a mutton-fat white jade, flawless. He liked the feel of the jade very much, and later he was It was broken, but now he knows that the white jade statue
None of them are as delicate as Xin Ai's arm.
Looking further down, the sneer on Jian Zechuan's face disappeared.
No one knows better than him how good Xin Ai's figure is. He has seen it with his own eyes and measured it with his own hands, but... the curves outlined by the cheongsam are like the second layer of skin on the body, and the short skirt can barely cover the buttocks, which is so slim and charming. Enchanting, wearing it is more attractive than not wearing it.
All the men in the room, including him, were all glued to Xin Ai.
As a man, Jian Zechuan knew very well what men were thinking about, nastiness and desire...including him!
Jian Zechuan slowly unbuttoned the collar buttons, his eyes cold and sharp.
"Head?"
Xin Ai bit her lip and nodded.
"You... you see, you don't care about me either. Apart from my head... I really have nothing to offer as a guarantee."
The air conditioning in the room was fully turned on, Xin Ai's two white legs were bare, and her arms were exposed. Coupled with Jian Zechuan's piercing eyes, she shivered with cold, and the liquid in the wine glass also shook with ripples.
The girl was frail, trembling like a delicate flower in the wind, her eyes were clear and thoughtful, and she bit her lip with her teeth. Everywhere from head to toe aroused the desire for control in the man's heart.
Jian Zechuan suddenly felt that he didn't want to talk too much nonsense to Xin Ai, and the scene in front of him should be changed as soon as possible.
Xin Ai's hand suddenly became empty, and she was stunned for a moment. Jian Zechuan actually... took it... and left!
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