Late at night.

The sky was so dark that there was not even a star.

Qiao Ansheng turned on the TV in the living room, but people were busy cooking dinner in the kitchen.

During the day, when Aunt Wang came home to clean up, she bought a lot of ingredients and put them in the refrigerator. She even brought two domestic old hens. She told Qiao Ansheng to take time to stew. She said that she and Qin Yanchen were busy at work and ate together to replenish their bodies.

The wall clock on the wall points to eight o'clock. Qin Yanchen hasn't come back yet.

Qiao Ansheng only cooked one dish and one soup. He could eat enough himself.

However, she specially stewed chicken soup in a casserole. If Qin Yanchen came back hungry at night, she could eat it as a night snack

After all, she didn't forget Qin Yanchen's unbearable stomach pain.

When Qiao Ansheng sat at the table for dinner, the TV in the living room was broadcasting the weather forecast for the coming week.

After clearing up for more than half a month in a row, it is finally going to rain in spring.

In this neon night, Qin Yanchen, who was still working overtime in the company, dialed a long lost phone call with his mobile phone during the break.

"Dudu... Dudu..."

After being busy with the stereo for a long time, there was finally a sound over there.

Just different from the quiet atmosphere of Qin Yanchen, the other side of the phone is very noisy, as if it was opening a grand party.

"Hey, rare guest, why did you suddenly think of calling me today?"

A lazy male voice rang out on the phone.

I probably didn't expect to receive a call from Qin Yanchen at this point, so in addition to joking, I specially took a trace of solemnity in my tone. I thought something important had happened, so Qin Yanchen called him.

"If I don't call you again, someone will turn the sky over me."

Listening to the male voice in the microphone, Qin Yanchen leaned back and made a slight effort under his feet. The chair under him turned half a circle and directly faced the French window reflecting a large night view of the city not far away.

"Oh... I don't understand what you said."

The man said carelessly, then turned his voice and shouted in the other direction away from the microphone: "waiter, pay the bill!"

After a while, the other end of the phone was quiet.

"Come on, what's the important thing? Can you please call president Qin personally to 'greet' me? Is it a business or a private matter? "

After walking out of the luxurious private club, the man lit a cigarette and leaned against his car.

The night wind blew and lifted the falling hair on his forehead. The passing women threw ambiguous eyes at the handsome, golden, romantic and evil man.

There was a moment of silence on the phone.

Then, Qin Yanchen's cold voice came out: "Ji Yan, take care of your woman!"

……

Remembering the bright calculation in the nightclub not long ago, Qin Yanchen's tone was a little more warning.

Maybe that time at the golf course, he shouldn't have asked Qiao Ansheng to Zhu Xinrui.

But who knows that such a dignified and generous lady who only takes the right path will have so many cunning thoughts in her mind?

It is said that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. If it goes on like this, who knows what will be done to liberate nature!

Therefore, he must curb this from the source.

"Hehe... My woman? What about your woman? "

The man chuckled, but did not answer the question.

"I heard from Gus that you seem to be with your ex girlfriend who abandoned you again?"

“……”

"Qin Yanchen, why do you say you are so spineless? There are so many women in the world. You have to paste it upside down. How can I say you, brother? It's sad to hear!"

“……”

"Doodle! Doodle! Dudu... "

Knowing this man's mouth, there was nothing good to say, but Qin Yanchen didn't expect that his mouth would be so smelly. He wanted to poke every word at his pain. No wonder he would end up being disliked by his own women.

Qin Yanchen was so angry that he hung up the phone directly.

But he has said what should be said. He believes that Ji Yan knows what he means.

He and Ji Yan met later than he and Gu Si, but this doesn't mean that he doesn't know Ji Yan.

Many people in Nan'an who have an intersection with Ji Yan know the magnificent past.

The second miss of the Zhu family, Zhu Xinrui and Zhu Ping loved their favorite little daughter and used to be the fiancee of the Ji family. They loved each other warmly, but they shared each other heartlessly.

Everyone thought that there would be no possibility of intersection between the two in the future.

But as Ji Yan's brother, Qin Yanchen knows that Ji Yan has never put down this relationship.

……

Windy city.

Ji Yan listened to the busy sound from the microphone. The last second, the corners of his lips were still blooming with a loose smile, and then he folded into a dark arc.

"Ji Shao, why are you standing here alone to blow the cold wind? Why don't I go in and have a drink with you? I heard that a lot of good wine came to the club two days ago. We can have a good drink... "

When Ji Yan was alone here, she twisted her waist and pinched her thin voice.

Ji Yan is rich and handsome. I don't know how many women miss her. If she can hook up, even if it's just a one night affair, she must get a lot of 'whoring money'!

Moreover, even if a man of this level doesn't give her money, she is very willing to devote herself.

After all, which woman doesn't love prince charming?

A beautiful spring dream is enough for her to aftertaste all her life.

"Get out!"

The man's cold voice came from the side.

“……”

The female net red was stunned when she heard the speech. Although she was inexplicably scared in her heart, she couldn't stand the desire for the man in front of her, so she was not forced back by the cold drink, but bravely put her hand gently on the man's big hand with distinct bones.

The so-called opportunity and risk are in direct proportion. She has never seen a man who will not move a bit of misgivings about her beautiful and charming woman!

"Ji Shao, why are you so fierce? You scared me..."

The woman wanghong pulled the man's hand and stuck it directly to her towering chest. As long as she could arouse the man's desire for her, it would be all right tonight.

But when the big hand was only cm away from her round and half exposed chest, female wanghong found that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't drag the big hand.

"I told you to get out, didn't you hear me?"

The female net red lifted her eyes when she heard the sound, and finally matched the eyes that had been hanging.

What kind of eyes are those?

Indifferent, cold, no trace of temperature, looking at her, as if looking at a dead object.

The man's eyes are like an abyss, and the woman's heart trembles. But then, it makes all the blood on her frightened face: "of course, if you really can't hear, I don't mind making you a real deaf!"