Evil President 【End】

I remember he said that he is a person without a past...

Zhixing's teary eyes drooped, she was a little overwhelmed by the surprise of the first second and the shock of the next second.

She leaned against him weakly, buried her cheek in his chest, wrapped her arms around his waist, choked up, "Master Jie, I'm so tired, I'm really tired, can you take me out of here?"

Yan Shengjie's long eyes drooped slightly, showing no emotion, but the evil arc at the corner of his mouth did not diminish at all.

Demon, and gorgeous.

He raised his head, nodded slightly at Kule, and said lazily, "I think, I need a quieter place."

Kooler smiled, "Follow me, please."

Yan Shengjie was about to leave when someone grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Turning his head, he smiled at Wang Hao's panicked gaze, which was equally seductive.

Just like Zhixing.

"Wait for me here."

Zhixing's heart trembled, and he raised his head in a daze, only then did he notice the beautiful woman who was always standing beside him.From her eyes, Zhide saw the dependence she was all too familiar with, as well as the deep... love.

Yan Shengjie ran his fingers through his thick hair, his evil eyes flickered slightly, and pushed the person in his arms away.

Although his actions were a bit indifferent, there was still that radiant smile on his face.

He followed Kule to a private reception room that was a little smaller next to him.

"Prince Lannon, I'm sorry for such an accident." Kule looked at Zhixing who was still standing there, and shook his head apologetically, "This little friend of ours seems to be..."

"Commander, you don't have to feel sorry." Yan Shengjie stood at the door, smiling slightly, his eyes were so deep that they were covered with a little mist, concealing the true and the false, the false and the real.

Kule bowed, "Okay, let's talk."

Seeing Zhixing still standing there, looking at him with complicated eyes, Yan Shengjie shook his head and laughed, and hooked his fingers at her, "Cat, why are you still standing there?"

The word "cat" seemed to be a greeting from heaven, and immediately let the Zhixing three souls return to their positions.I never thought that this word is actually the most beautiful syllable of nature in the world.

Her eyes were moist again, this time, weeping with joy.

Just because there is Jie in front of her, the Jie she loves so much, so she can be sent to heaven in an instant.

Or, fall into hell.

Just when she was about to pounce, a person suddenly blocked her.

Qing rarely looked at her seriously, and looked straight at her, "Listen, it's still too late to turn around now!"

"Qing!" Behind him, Kule looked at him coldly, "Do you know what I'm talking about?"

Qing frowned, lowered his head, "Commander, I'm sorry."

"Why don't you help me entertain the princess?"

Qing glanced at Zhixing, gritted his teeth, turned and walked towards Princess Oman who was also looking this way.

Zhixing was full of Yan Shengjie, he didn't think about Qing's words at all, he raised the corner of his skirt and ran towards him, "Jie!"

The moment the door closed, it was as if it was isolated from the world, and all the hustle and bustle of the outside world stopped.

The sound insulation effect of this reception room is very good, so quiet that Zhixing can only hear his own disordered breathing.

She had been thinking about the person in front of her for five years!

Now, when he stood in front of her alive, she was at a loss, not knowing how to react.Is it because she has been missing him who she thought was dead?

Yan Shengjie was leaning in front of the table, with his long legs gracefully folded, he picked up the pencil on the table and played with it casually.He looked at her, still smiling, but...very strange.

Seeing that she was still silent, he smiled and said softly, "As you can see, this is my past, Prince of Oman."

After a while, Zhixing finally recovered his much calmer voice, "Jie, how did you escape?"

Yan Shengjie shrugged, as if he was talking about something innocuous, "I'm destined."

Zhixing was stunned, "It's just...is that so?" After a long time, she silently lowered her eyes and smiled hard, "Okay, I see."

The reunion after five years of pain, she wanted to smile and give him the most beautiful smile.

"Jie, I want to ask you..." She bit her lip, but still asked the question that bothered her the most, "That princess is yours..."

He raised one corner of his lips and smiled wickedly, "You mean Jier? She has been engaged to me since she was a child, and we had a wedding before my accident." He touched his clean chin, " In this way, she is indeed my princess."

The heart hurts suddenly, the pain is lonely, and the pain is crazy.

He obviously told himself to smile, but tears flowed more and more.

Zhixing let out a "puchi" laugh, and hurriedly wiped it with the back of his hand, "Really, something got into my eyes..."

She wiped her eyes red and swollen, but still couldn't stop the flood of tears.

Suddenly, her hand was grabbed.

Zhixing slowly raised his red eyes, looking at the man in front of him who was so beautiful that he was not like a mortal creature, his throat suddenly choked a little, "Jie, you...you..."

She wants to ask, do you love her?

She wants to ask, do you love her more than me?

She wants to ask, she is the princess who married you, what about me, who am I to you?

she wants to ask...

"Zhixing," he said, staring at her, "I'm not the Yan Shengjie I used to be."

It was as if a knife had been pierced into her heart, and it was so fierce that she couldn't bear the pain.

"Even the three words Yan Shengjie don't belong to me." Even though her eyes were about to bleed, he still smiled and said, "Of course, if you don't mind, you can still do it." my woman."

Zhixing's tears stopped, and he looked at him with rigid eyes, that kind of heartbroken eyes, comparable to a sharp knife.

Suddenly, she smiled and shook her head, "You...not him."

Yan Shengjie narrowed his eyes, hooked his lips, and nodded, "Yes, I'm not him."

Without further words, he turned around and was about to leave, but stopped again.

He lowered his head and looked at the woman hugging his legs, "Jie, don't do this to me, I finally found you, please, don't do this... I just ask about your past, I don't care, as long as... just Can you be the man who spoils me and loves me..."

Zhixing cried bitterly, lost pride and self-esteem.

Cracks appeared in the evil eyes.

But soon, it returned to calm, with a seductive luster.

He knelt down, raised her chin with his fingers, stared at her, and said word by word, "cat, remember, the only person who loves you the most in this world is yourself. So, you have to love yourself, love yourself more Myself, do you understand?"

Without hesitation, he withdrew and left.

The moment the door closed, Zhixing's exhausted call came from behind, "Jie..."

He closed his eyes, and slowly loosened his clenched fist. In his palm, there was already a piece of blood and flesh.

That pencil was broken into several pieces long ago, and it stuck deeply into the palm of my hand...