Jiang Yunan, who was in the mist, was taken aback when he saw her.
The light in the bathroom was projected from behind Jiang Yunan, and the two people with no blood on their faces were standing at the opposite ends of the dark and the bright.
Yan Liang felt dizzy, because of the backlight, she couldn't see the man's face clearly, but the dark light in his eyes made her instinctively want to avoid it. Yan Liang braced herself up, forced herself to stand up straight and walked towards the inner room.
With her current state, she can basically fall asleep while touching the bed, but the moment Yanliang walked to the bed, she seemed to have stepped on something under her feet, and she was about to look down, but felt a familiar breath As she approached, at the same time, a tall shadow projected from behind her onto the bed in front of her, covering her original back invisible.
He was standing right behind her, silent, but his presence was so distinct that Yan Liang gritted his teeth, lifted the thin quilt and nestled in, closing his eyes and ignoring her.
Yan Liang turned her back to him and lay on her side, even if he asked her why she looked so pale, she had made up her mind to keep silent. As long as she has no communication with him, she won't reveal her flaws, lest he notice something is wrong.
As she thought so, she just closed her eyes and waited, waiting for his question or the sound of his leaving footsteps. However, Jiang Yunan stood silently by the bed from the beginning to the end, neither leaving nor making a sound, just standing there, looking at the slender figure who was curled up and sleeping in front of him.
He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to put her arms that were exposed outside the thin quilt into the quilt, but at the moment he was about to touch her, he stopped his movement abruptly, squatted down, and picked up the two pieces on the carpet that had just been caught unintentionally. crushed white pills...
Until the sound of closing the door, Yanliang opened his eyes, the sky outside the window had turned into a bottomless pit at some point, until finally he fell asleep, Yanliang was still full of troubles in his mind. Liang Ruiqiang... Should she put all the bets on her
nightmare.
asphyxia.
The lingering drowsiness brought Yan Liang back into the flood water and in the airtight compartment, she turned the handle indiscriminately, but the door remained motionless. Unable to open her eyes, unable to breathe, the fear of death stuck in her throat, she stretched out her hand for the last time in desperation, but at that moment the car door was miraculously pulled open by her, and she swam out of the car with great joy, and was about to rush After coming out of the water to regain air, a force suddenly grabbed her ankle and pulled her back into the water. She lowered her head in horror. ...
Yan Liang woke up in fright.
The roaring sounds in her ears brought her back from the dream to reality, but there still seemed to be something blocked in her mouth and nasal cavity, Yan Liang could only pant heavily, staring at the ceiling, trying to expel the face in the dream from her mind.
Outside the window, the heavy rain finally refrained from its fierce attack, pattering and weaving into a boundless rain curtain.
It turned out that the constant buzzing in her ears was not due to her tinnitus, but the vibrating sound of her mobile phone.
Midsummer is the rainy season, the bedroom is humid and stuffy. I don’t know who turned off the air conditioner. Yanliang has already been sweating profusely. Although sweating is hot, it also makes the body feel more comfortable, and the brain is not so dizzy. After stopping and getting up again, Yan Liang got out of the bed following the vibration and came to the bathroom door. There were soaked shirts and trousers in the storage basket, and she took out her mobile phone from it.
The phone was also wet, but it was still usable. Yan Liang had just answered the call, but before he could speak, the other party rushed to talk: "Boss Jiang, you finally answered..."
Secretary Li... This person is as dignified as his master, and there is no enthusiasm in his cool tone: "It's me."
There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, but Secretary Li quickly digested the surprise, and said in a consistent and respectful tone, "Mrs. Jiang, I can't get in touch with Mr. Jiang. Are you together? Can you let him answer the phone?"
"What's the matter with him?"
"this... ... ."
Secretary Li hesitated to speak, and Yan Liang didn't intend to get anything out of him. He walked out of the room with his mobile phone and looked downstairs, but Jiang Yunan was nowhere to be seen. Just as she was about to go downstairs, she ran into a servant who was walking up the stairs. Come, Yan Liang stopped her: "Did you see Mr.?"
The servant looked surprised. The hostess and hostess of this house could not speak three words a year. Everyone was used to this protracted cold war. How could it not be surprising that this hostess cared about her husband’s whereabouts for the first time?
"Looks like it's in the... guest room."
Upon hearing this, Yan Liang turned around and walked towards the guest room, the door was locked, and no one answered when she knocked on the door, so she had to ask a servant to call outside the door: "Sir, Secretary Li is calling for you."
There was still no sound inside the door. Yan Liang thought for a while, and had no choice but to say to the servant: "Go and get the spare key."
The servant quickly fetched the spare key and opened the door for Yanliang, who locked the room as soon as Yanliang walked in...
Facing her, Jiang Yunan fell to the ground.
Yanliang's mind froze, and when he realized it, he had already rushed over, knelt on the ground and pulled his shoulder: "Jiang Yunan!"
The tentacles are his hot forehead, even if Yan Liang calls his name so sharply, it can't get the slightest reaction from this unconscious man.
Hearing her tense voice, the servant rushed over immediately, Yanliang commanded: "Hold his other arm, and help me to help him up."
The servant nodded repeatedly, and went around to the other side of Jiang Yunan as promised. The two women tried to help him up, but his body was as heavy as iron, and Yan Liang was so sick that he lost his strength. Before he could lift him up, he fell down. Sit back.
After such ups and downs, Jiang Yunan's eyelashes trembled slightly, frowning again, and slowly opened his eyes with a frown.
The servant noticed it first, and immediately reminded Yan Liang happily: "Madam, sir, he is awake!"
Yanliang turned his head to look reflexively, as if falling into a bottomless pit deeper and unpredictable than the night outside the window at that moment.
As the two looked at each other, Jiang Yunan's pupils flickered slightly, as if he was immersed in a certain memory, he just looked at her like this, raised his hand leisurely to caress her cheek, and smiled slightly.
His movements are so gentle, as if the dream will be shattered with a little force, and can never be put together again; his smile contains too much, which cannot be said; his eyes are too heavy, just looking at each other in silence like this is already chilling Overwhelmed, subconsciously want to stay away.
Yanliang instinctively withdrew the hand holding him, stood up and took a step back.
Such a quick escape fell into the eyes of this drowsy man, but it seemed that the slow-forward button had been pressed. Jiang Yunan just watched her step back bit by bit, until finally she turned around and left completely—
This is tantamount to stretching the entire process of torturing him to a century...
Yanliang turned around and walked out of the guest room, went back to the room to get her mobile phone, called out the number of her personal doctor, and asked the doctor to come over immediately. When he returned to the guest room, Jiang Yunan had already closed his eyes again, and the servant had already helped him onto the bed. Yan Liang looked at the face that was paler than the wall, and belatedly thought, why did he smile at her like this? ? She laughed so hard her heart skipped a beat...
What Yanliang invited was the former personal doctor of the Xu family. The doctor was responsible for Xu Jinfu's illness when he was alive. So far, he has a good relationship with everyone in the Xu family. Yanliang is not surprised that the news of Jiang Yunan's illness came so quickly. It will be passed on to Zhou Cheng.
The first meeting with Liang Ruiqiang was not very fruitful, but at least it was pleasant. Liang Ruiqiang never personally manages investment projects, but as long as he is interested in her ideas, she is still in sight. Liang Ruiqiang's secretary sent Yan Liang and Zhou Cheng left, and in the car that was leaving, Zhou Cheng looked like he was about to say something, when he looked at Yan Liang through the rearview mirror for the third time, Yan Liang turned his head and looked directly: "What do you want to say?" ?”
"I heard that Jiang Yunan was ill a few days ago?"
"It's just a fever, a minor illness won't kill you."
Her tone was slightly cold, and Zhou Cheng nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He looked at the road ahead again, and remained silent for a moment. After all, he couldn't hold back, and pointed to her with some unknown meaning: "I can see that you Still nervous about him."
"Of course, if he dies now, my whole plan will be ruined. Not only will Mrs. Xu not be able to get it back, but Jiang Shijun will not let me go."
"Do you really think so, or is it just being stubborn?"
"What do you think?" Yanliang twitched the corners of her mouth, as if smiling, but the sharpness in her eyes meant that she had already answered Zhou Cheng's question.
Zhou Cheng observed her carefully, trying to get rid of the sharpness in this woman's eyes, and try to analyze her real thoughts, but in the end he had to give up, he couldn't figure her out at all.
Now all he can do is to remind: "If we succeed in cooperating with Liang Ruiqiang, you and Jiang Yunan will be at odds for the rest of your life. You have to think clearly."
"Why do you think I insist on not divorcing him?" Yan Liang was already a little angry, but her tone only became more serious and cold, "I'm not you, don't use your sentimental ways on me."
"..."
"Don't worry, I've thought about it very clearly."
No one expected that Jiang Yunan's minor illness would bring about a qualitative change in the relationship between husband and wife that had been caught in the protracted Cold War—not for the better, but for the worse.
Two years later, Yan Liang once again became the topic of conversation in the upper class circle, stayed out at night, and was photographed by the tabloids having a drink with a strange man—someone speculated that Mrs. Jiang's sudden abnormality was in order to avenge Jiang Yunan's previous raucous gossip.
Mr. Jiang's attitude towards this is also talked about by people. I don't know whether it is because he feels guilty or the relationship between husband and wife has really come to an end. He has no control over his wife's indulgent behavior, almost a laissez-faire attitude...
This is already the third time for Yan Liang this week, and it was almost evening when she returned home after going out all night. Jiang Yunan didn't seem to be at home, but so many servants at home watched her gorgeously dressed and drunkenly going upstairs, making Yanliang fully believe that the news of her not coming home again would soon reach his ears.
Where is the bottom line of this man's tolerance for her? She is going to break his bottom line now.
Yanliang took off her makeup and went to the bathroom to take a shower. The smell of alcohol and beauty swirled into the sewer along with the running water, leaving only a blank mind and a tired body.
She raised her head and let the cold water pour, at this moment there was a loud "bang" in her ear.
Startled, Yan Liang suddenly turned her head away. I saw the door was pushed open abruptly and couldn't stop after hitting the wall. At this moment, Yan Liang's heart was completely clear, and then she cast her wet eyes outside the door, and she saw Jiang Yunan standing there upright.
Stiff figure, sullen face.
Yan Liang pretended to turn a blind eye, retracted his gaze, raised his chin and closed his eyes, pushed all his hair back, he didn't even change his shoes, Yan Liang listened to the sound of leather shoes stepping on the tiles approaching, revealing something in his swiftness - Yanliang waited quietly.
The glass door of the wet and dry room was pulled open, and before she could even tear off the bath towel from the towel rack, Jiang Yunan dragged her out.
"Why are you crazy??" she asked knowingly.
He was silent.
Yanliang was completely naked, her hair was still wet, water dripped all the way, Yanliang stumbled and was dragged into the cloakroom, Jiang Yunan swung his hand, Yanliang fell down on the sofa stool. Water was dripping on the dark red sofa, turning red to black, but the eyes opposite her were red with fury in the blackness. Yan Liang randomly tore off a shirt in the closet to cover his chest, raised his head, and glared at the man with a gloomy expression in front of him.
Jiang Yunan didn't say anything, he rummaged through the closet impatiently, the hanger ping-pong sounded when he fiddled with it, and soon Jiang Yunan threw all his underwear and coat on the sofa: "Put them on."
"where to?"
Jiang Yunan gritted his teeth, and the words gritted out between his teeth: "Put it on!"
Today, at this time, this nude-colored dress that he threw in her hand... Yan Liang knew what the combination of these meant, so she sat there motionless, extremely reluctant to get up.
Regarding her non-cooperation, Jiang Yunan's expression became more and more gloomy. At first, he just looked at her silently, but suddenly he leaned over without warning, bent down and pinched her face, and pinched the jaw with his whole hand—
Yanliang finally got her long-awaited words: "Don't forget our previous agreement. You are obedient, and I suppress Zhou Cheng's criminal evidence and won't dismantle Xu's brand."
After Jiang Yunan finished speaking, he let go of her, Yan Liang was forced to turn his face sideways by his force. She didn't answer any more, she seemed to have given in silently, Jiang Yunan turned and left the cloakroom, Yan Liang heard him ordering the servant outside: "Bring the towel and the hair dryer here."
Jiang Yunan still remembered her size, and the nude-colored dress he chose for her fit her perfectly. It was half an inch above the knee and had no waist, but tightly wrapped her body, making her curves slender.
The two sat at opposite ends of the back seat of the car, Jiang Yunan closed her eyes, Yanliang looked out the window, it was another rainy day, it was already time to get off work, pedestrians on the side of the road hurried past with umbrellas, no one told her that the car was on the way. Where to go, but when the car finally stopped outside the revolving door of Mingting Hotel No. 1 store, Yanliang was not surprised at all—
The son of Mingting Mingting Group is holding an engagement banquet here today.
The man's family is prominent, and the woman is the daughter of a high-ranking official. The news of their engagement has long been heard by Yan Liang, and Lu Mingting has even invested a lot of money to create a fund for his future daughter-in-law. The news has already spread all over the streets and alleys.
The doorman trotted forward to open the door for Yanliang, Jiang Yunan got out of the car and then walked around in front of her, slightly bending his arms in her direction, Yanliang watched his gestures, did not intend to cooperate, and walked towards the door first , but he was pulled back in a blink of an eye. Jiang Yunan grabbed her hand and put it in his arms. She wanted to withdraw her hand, but he held it down forcefully. They fought secretly like this. When they stepped into Mingting Hotel, it seemed to outsiders that they were a pair of lovers. walk in.
An engagement banquet in the district already has a scale of more than a hundred tables. Lu Zheng held a banquet in his own hotel, and Yanliang walked all the way, and there were beaming waiters everywhere, as if the words "the proprietor is happy" were written on their faces.
Entering the elevator, only each other was left, Jiang Yunan no longer exerted force to suppress, the moment the elevator door closed, Yanliang pulled his hands back, folded his arms and retreated to the corner, with a gesture of repelling others.
Jiang Yunan stood there straight, looking forward and looking back at her, his voice was arrogant: "The old lover got married, how do you feel?"
Without even thinking about it, Yan Liang blurted out: "It hurts so much."
From Yanliang's point of view, Jiang Yunan's back tightened as soon as her words fell. Seeing this situation, Yanliang immediately smiled faintly, and the elevator door also arrived at this moment with a "ding".
At this time, she was very cooperative, she approached Jiang Yunan affectionately and took Jiang Yunan's arm, and walked out of the elevator enchantingly.
After signing the guest book, the waiter ushered them in.
Standing by the door, Jiang Yunan glanced around, and it was clear at a glance who were the important people in the arena.
Seeing Lu Mingting who was joking with his in-laws, Jiang Yunan came over to Yan Liang and said, "Go and say hello."
Hearing this, Yan Liang couldn't help but look at the tough elder not far away, his body and attire were all old-school capitalists. So this is Lu Zheng's father? He is also one of the people who assisted Jiang Shijun in destroying the Xu family...
Jiang Yunan walked all the way to that corner, on the way many guests came forward to greet him warmly, Jiang Yunan also nodded one by one in response. However, when Jiang Yunan passed them by, all the so-called friends whispered to their companions, and the biggest question was: "That... Mrs. Jiang...isn't Young Master Lu Is your ex-girlfriend..."
"..."
"I don't know what she has in mind to come here dressed so brilliantly."
The ups and downs of these years have already made Yanliang practice the ability to put all the rumors and gossips behind him in an instant, and she followed Jiang Yunan to Lu Mingting's side gracefully.
Seeing Jiang Yunan, Lu Mingting smiled very kindly: "Yu Nan is here?"
"Mr. Lu."
"Why do you look so bad?"
"It's just a minor illness, nothing serious." Jiang Yunan turned to introduce Yanliang to Lu Mingting, "This is my wife."
"Mrs. Jiang?" Lu Mingting immediately looked at Yanliang, with a hint of coldness hidden in his smile: "Of course, seeing is better than hearing a hundred times."
In another corner of the venue, Lu Zhengjing, who was whispering with his friends, stepped forward to remind him from his assistant, his expression tightened and he suddenly looked up at his father.
Time stops suddenly...
There seemed to be vigilance in the dark, Yan Liang raised his head hesitantly, she was at this end, that person was at the other end, they were separated by an entire venue, yet they could find each other at a glance.
There was a moment of silence.
The melodious music at the venue repeated itself, as if meeting her for the first time, Lu Zheng smiled slightly at her. After so many years, the only thing Yanliang can do at this moment is to lower his head in embarrassment.
This man had given her the love she had longed for since she was a child, but it was a pity that she was destined to be a passer-by.
And the man beside her... the man who scarred her all over in the name of love was her own choice, and she had to bear the consequences in the end.
Jiang Yunan and Lu Mingting were chatting happily, Yanliang interrupted them with a smile: "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."
A moment later, Yanliang was sitting alone in the smoking area, puffing away. The cigarette was already half lit before she knew it, and she heard the door open with her head down.
There were footsteps approaching, and then stopped in front of the stool beside her.
The man sat down silently, Yanliang still didn't intend to raise his head, until the sound came from his ear: "Can I borrow a fire?"
Her fingers holding the cigarette froze severely for a moment.
He added, "Long time no see."
Yan Liang looked up at Lu Zheng after a while: "Long time no see."
There was no flaw in the forced smile, seeing her like this, Lu Zheng also laughed: "The clothes are very beautiful."
"My husband helped me choose."
Lu Zheng's smile froze for half a second.
This is what Yanliang is happy to see, she doesn't deserve to have this man, so why bother to occupy his love? These should belong to his future wife.
Lu Zheng took out the lighter from his inner pocket and lit his cigarette. Seeing this, Yanliang couldn't help laughing: "Didn't you have
Lighter, why borrow a fire? "
She just wanted to make the conversation seem more natural, but it seemed to be counterproductive. "Otherwise, how would I have the courage to come in and look for you?"
Yanliang couldn't help but look up at him.
His gaze is like a calm lake, but it has the power to draw people in.
The cigarette butt was about to burn out, and the heat burned Yanliang's fingers, forcing Yanliang to regain consciousness, and she subconsciously let go.
The cigarette butt fell to the ground, sparks flashed for the last time, and finally extinguished in silence.
Yanliang got up hastily, "I'm sorry I went out first."
Lu Zheng didn't stay. I know that I can't keep it, and I know that I don't have the qualifications. I can only watch silently and watch.
Ignoring the sight behind her, Yan Liang suddenly opened the door and walked out quickly.
Before walking out of the corner, Yan Liang had to stop again.
Jiang Yunan leaned against the wall not far away.
She steadied her footsteps, and she also steadied her mind. Then she stopped her messy steps and passed Jiang Yunan coldly.
Yanliang knew that he would not let go so easily, she was already mentally prepared when his wrist was grabbed by him. She just didn't expect him to say this:
"Your first love was for Zhou Cheng, and the last love was for Lu Zheng. What about me? What have I got?"
It has been a long time since Jiang Yunan saw her so helpless... for another man.
Even though I already know it well, sometimes I force myself to be happy with it, but...
There was a hint of weakness in his voice, this was Yanliang's deja vu disguise, he couldn't help but laugh, he looked up at Jiang Yunan, raised his hand frivolously, patted his cheek one by one, and said slowly: "You got all of me. hatred."
Yan Liang stretched out her hand to break away from his restraint, but he even grabbed the other wrist.
He staggered and slumped against the wall as soon as he exerted a little force, "Since you hate me so much, you wish I could die right away. I just suffered from a minor illness, why are you so nervous?"
Yanliang snorted: "Mr. Jiang, why have you learned to be affectionate?"
"..."
"You are really strange, don't you wish that I hate you to death? Why do you suddenly become like a dying person, and start to long for others' forgiveness?"
Jiang Yunan seemed to understand this fact thoroughly all of a sudden, he was silent for a long time before suddenly laughing, "Yeah, I was confused..."
"..."
He lowered his eyes and looked into her eyes: "I really should seize the time to enjoy your hatred."
After the words were finished, Jiang Yunan turned his head and glanced quietly, Yan Liang frowned and almost turned his head to look over, but Jiang Yunan suddenly turned around, held her face tightly, and bit her lips.
This sudden kiss, this breath that was already unfamiliar to her...
Yan Liang didn't have time to tighten his jaw, his lips and teeth had already penetrated.
All of Yan Liang's nerves were feeling the tossing and grinding imposed by him for a moment. He hasn't touched her for two years, and now the aggression is as fierce as a flood of beasts, the tip of his tongue is so hot and painful, all of Yan Liang's resistance has been collapsed by him one by one, even his breath has been robbed.
It wasn't until he was satisfied and willing to let go of her that Yan Liang finally broke free, raised her hands furiously, but was easily held back by him.
Yanliang's chest was heaving violently to grab the air, her lips were bright and slightly red and swollen, but Jiang Yunan just held her wrist and looked at her calmly.
The passing waiters looked this way frequently, Yanliang gritted his teeth, withdrew his hand, turned around and left. Seeing her disappearing around the corner, Jiang Yunan put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked back----
Lu Zheng, who was standing outside the smoking area just now, has disappeared.
Lu Zheng walked slowly towards the rest room. The bride-to-be was still combing inside, and Lu Zheng was about to knock on the door, when a scene suddenly flashed in his mind: the man and woman in the kiss, she who was unwilling in every way... ..
This scene forcefully forced him to withdraw his hand.
Before he turned around and left, someone rushed to look for him: "Young Master Lu, the chairman is looking for you."
Lu Zheng seemed unwilling, thought for a while and said, "Just say you didn't find me."
After saying that, he left, but before he took two steps, he heard the door of the rest room behind him creak open.
Lu Mingting came out of the rest room leaning on a cane: "Where are you going?"
Lu Zheng sighed, no matter how reluctant he was, he could only turn around: "Dad."
"Zi Nan is very beautiful today, why don't you go in and take a look?"
"Oh? Really?" Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows, but he didn't intend to go into the rest room to find out.
Seeing his son's absent-minded look, Lu Mingting frowned: "I invited them here for you, just to let you completely die of this kind of heart."
Lu Zheng was taken aback.
Lu Mingting shook his head in disappointment: "There are a lot of women in the world. I think that Yanliang has two eyes and one nose. No matter how special she is in your eyes, she is someone else's wife. What is there for you to think about until now?" of?"
Even he can see his own thoughts? How failed my own disguise and continuous self-suggestion for the past two years...
Lu Zheng smiled bleakly.
Lu Mingting was stunned for a moment, then remained silent for a while, and had to soften his tone: "Son, you have known exactly what you want and how to achieve your goals since you were young, so you should understand what is right for you. It's the best, don't lose the reason you've cultivated for decades because of a woman."
His father's words made sense, but Lu Zheng finally shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "Maybe I just want to taste why people lose control once, or maybe..."
Or maybe, he just wants to go all out for what he really wants, not the responsibilities and preferences imposed on him...
Lu Mingting's secretary was looking for him from the other side, looking at his young master standing there with a blank expression, he didn't know whether to disturb him for a moment, hesitated for a while, and finally reminded Lu Mingting: "Chairman, Minister Li arrive."
Lu Mingting nodded, and said to Lu Zheng: "I'm going to greet the guests, you go in and have a look at Zinan." After speaking, he was not in a hurry to leave, but signaled to the secretary to open the door of the rest room, watching Lu Zheng Zheng walked into the rest room, and Lu Mingting left afterward.
In the huge rest room, the make-up artist was tidying up the make-up, and the close friends of the bride-to-be were frolicking around the dressing table. One of the dolls looked up and immediately reminded the young woman sitting on the make-up stool with a smile: "Zhuang Zinan, you are a man!" coming!"
As soon as the words came out, everyone looked towards the door in unison, and the makeup artist bowed slightly: "Mr. Lu."
Lu Zheng smiled at him, then went straight to the dressing table.
Even though the young woman called Zhuang Zinan smiled at him at this moment, her expression was a little cold. From a certain angle, it looks like a person.
He could finally put this ridiculous self-deception behind him...
"Can I talk to her alone?"
Hearing what Lu Zheng said, everyone looked at each other for a while, and then asked Zhuang Zinan with their eyes, and then they filed away. Leave the lovers alone.
Should be lovers? Watch movies every Saturday, accompany her to do volunteer work in nursing homes or orphanages on weekends, have dinner twice a week, and call each other if there is a delay... It is so well organized that there is no trace of human touch.
He appreciates her ambition to start a business, and she longs to have Ming Ting as an excellent platform to develop her career. This kind of marriage between politics and business means that everyone gets what they need.
After a long silence, Lu Zheng suddenly said: "Do you remember you once asked me why I have collected so many pairs of high heels?"
"Why did you say this suddenly?"
"..." Lu Zheng smiled, "Those are the works of an independent designer in New York. Each pair of shoes is engraved with the designer's floral signature, Chinese name, Yanliang."
Zhuang Zinan's face was slightly startled.
cool...
The only scandal object of this man who has never been alone.
"New York..." What a distant memory.
"It was only later that I found out that she was sent abroad by her family to study finance, but instead of doing a real job, she studied design instead."
"..."
"You should also know that my mother has been living in New York all these years."
Zhuang Zinan nodded, his expression was no longer very good-looking.
"Because of this reason, I often fly on both sides. At that time, she should have changed her design for a year, and the store she opened with a friend was on the verge of bankruptcy. I found her because she was negotiating terms with the outside of the store and the landlord to avoid being evicted. Go out. It’s very interesting to beg in English and curse secretly in Chinese. It’s a pity that I couldn’t stop to appreciate it. After returning to China, I thought of it by chance and asked my mother’s servant to buy a pair for me. Shoes. I gave those shoes to my mother."
"..."
What kind of memory actually made the corner of his mouth smile
Zhuang Zinan lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing how to face up to this man's unprecedented... indulged and warm appearance.
"It's a pity that my mother never wore those shoes once. It is conceivable that her level was not high back then."
"Every month since then, I have asked my mother's servant to go there for me. Each pair of shoes comes with a letter from her. In addition to thanking you as always, she will occasionally write about the status quo and talk about dreams. .I only met her once, but in fact, I already knew her very well."
"..."
"Even I could see that her designs were getting better and better, but a year later, she was thanking Kari and told me that she and her friends were planning to close the store."
"..."
"It wasn't until she came to beg me to settle in Mingting Plaza for Ya Yan that I didn't know that she had made the same mistake as me and gave up herself for the sake of her family business."
"..."
"Sometimes there is only a thin line between pity and love."
Zhuang Zinan tried to smile, but the corners of his mouth were unbearably stiff.
Lu Zheng smiled, relieved: "Zhuang Zinan, I think you have to think carefully, is such a man really worth entrusting you for life?"
…
…
The engagement ceremony began, and Lu Zheng in a suit and leather shoes walked to the main table under the guidance of the master of ceremonies.
The emcee's voice sounded again: "Miss Zhuang is invited to enter the venue below."
No response.
The master of ceremonies couldn't help but raised his voice: "Welcome Miss Zhuang!"
When the master of ceremonies repeated the words for the third time, the audience suddenly fell into a scene where the waiters looked at each other and the guests whispered. Lu Mingting immediately stood up.
The bride-to-be ran away...
As soon as the news came out, there was an uproar in the audience.
Jiang Yu Nanan sat in his original position, no matter how chaotic the venue was, it did not affect his cold eyes in the slightest. The seat next to him remained vacant until Lu Mingting left the venue anxiously with his in-laws. At the same time, Jiang Yunan's eyes wandered from the vacant seat beside him to the expressionless man on the stage.
The groom-to-be on the stage seemed not surprised by the bride-to-be's departure without any reason, but his gaze was fixed on the empty seat next to Jiang Yunan.
Clear and cold.
Leaving the Yanliang of Mingting Hotel early, and not returning all night again.
In the early hours of the morning, Yanliang took a bath and came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel.
She had been in there for so long that the man had fallen asleep.
Yan Liang sat on the side of the bed, and unceremoniously stretched out her hand to pat the man's face twice, but he still didn't wake up. The man had bronzed skin and was the DJ at the speakeasy she frequented lately, with pretty fingers and a ravishing smile. Observing his sleeping face carefully now, Yan Liang only feels that this face is very strange.
Suddenly a trace of fear rose.
The presidential suite, the round big bed, is messy. Yanliang got up, found her own clothes in the mess and changed them, took out the wallet from the bag, took out a small stack of money and put it on the bedside table.
Both money and goods are settled, after one night, strangers.
Walking to the door of the suite, just about to open the door, Yan Liang saw herself in the full-length mirror on the opposite side, so she couldn't help but stop.
The woman in the mirror is as beautiful as she is beautiful, without a soul.
A pair of eyes are very empty.
It was early morning when I got home.
She drove back, and just as the half of the car entered the garage, the servant rushed to her car and told her, "Madam, sir is waiting for you in the living room."
"knew."
Although he said so, in fact, Yanliang parked the car, went upstairs from the external stairs in the garage, went back to his room and fell asleep.
Sleeping drowsily, the phone started to vibrate, Yanliang fumbled to take the phone, it was a series of text messages from unfamiliar numbers.
"I'm a big man, no matter what, I will never ask for money from a woman, let alone we haven't accomplished anything."
Yanliang thought carefully about when she left the contact information to the other party, but she still had no idea, when she suddenly heard the sound of turning the doorknob, she reflexively threw the phone back to the bedside table and closed her eyes.
There are footsteps approaching.
Feeling that the thin blanket on her body was lifted, one side of the bed was slightly sunken, the heat was very annoying, she turned over with a muffled sound, and went to sleep on the other side of the bed. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Jiang Yunan looked at the depression on the quilt where she had just slept, and covered it with his palm, he could still feel the residual warmth she left behind.
He turned his head and glanced at the antique clock in the corner—two o'clock in the morning.
Nearly ten hours have passed since the farce at the engagement banquet...
Jiang Yunan leaned over and covered her with a thin blanket again. And at this moment, he saw those clear hickey marks on the woman's fair side neck...
Yan Liang was pulled up by the angry man by his hair.
With a cry of pain, she grabbed the man's wrist, but he threw it back, and she couldn't help but stumbled backwards. The desk lamp was knocked down, and the light in the room suddenly became messy.
Under the mottled light and shadow, Yan Liang vaguely saw his slap was about to land on her, but stopped halfway, as if at that moment he had regained his senses, and after a pause, he almost gently lifted Yan Liang's chin : "Where are you going tonight? I don't know how to come back after washing up."
He didn't mention her early departure at the engagement banquet. At this moment, his movements were intimate and his voice was restrained. The change was so fast that Yan Liang was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed provocatively: "I'm very tired." , please go out."
"Get out?" He snorted coldly, while examining her condescendingly, he moved his hands to her chest pointingly—
With a sound of "呲啦", Yan Liang's collar was ripped open.
Yanliang tried her best to grab his hand, but in vain, the man easily lifted her upper body and pressed her back on the bed.
He seemed to strangle her, but he controlled his strength, only forcing her to turn her face to the side, revealing the side of her neck, while he leaned over without hesitation, and opened his mouth to bite.
Cover the hickey there in a savage way.
Yanliang wanted to slap him, but her wrist and chin were pinned, so she could only scream hysterically: "Jiang Yunan! Kill me if you have the ability!!"
Jiang Yunan loosened her teeth, and a fire-like breath hummed on her cool side of the neck. Her voice was obviously deep and terrifying, but it seemed to have a certain kind of bone-destroying elegance, and she said slowly, "I am a law-abiding citizen. Dare to kill you? At most, hand over Zhou Cheng's commercial crime evidence and send him to jail."
The woman's eyes froze suddenly because of the word Zhou Cheng.
This is not the result she wanted, tearing up the agreement, agreeing to Jiang Shijun, dismantling and selling Xu's industrial chain—that's what he should say, but Jiang Yunan tore off her bottom skirt as soon as he finished speaking...