After being on trending searches, I became the cinnabar mole all over the internet

It is also a modern idol drama, very sweet and industrial saccharine.

The heroine of the new drama is a little sunshine character, with a sweet appearance and a sweet smile.

Xu Zhi called her soon.

The voice was carefree.

"Xuxu! Duan Yunming is going to be hyping up his new drama now. He definitely won't have time to harass you anymore. It is estimated that in a few days, the CP between him and the new heroine will be all over the sky!"

Cheng Xuran asked the spoon to gently scratch the rim of the white porcelain cup, chatting and laughing, "Marketing routine."

"I don't know how this show is going to be, hahaha. Anyway, I just don't want to tie you up."

"Sister Xu Zhi, this project 3..."

"let me see."

Employees were walking through the office area, and the law firm was busy. Xu Zhi hung up the phone, became serious, and corrected the assistant sister's problem.

"Sister Xu Zhi, what's going on between you and Wen Lu?" The younger sister held up a pile of information and hesitated to speak, "I see that you haven't talked much recently, and you didn't leave together in the middle of the night."

Xu Zhi paused for a moment and said, neither salty nor bland, "It's divided."

By coincidence, Wen Cenjiang just came out of the conference room. He wore silver eyes and a slight wrinkle between his eyebrows. He had the unique temperament of a lawyer. He glanced at them and said in a low voice: "Everyone come to the meeting. room for a meeting.”

Xu Zhi didn't look up and looked at his phone.

Xu Zhi likes to mention breakups when they have a quarrel. She mentions it on ordinary days and when things don't go well. This is a habit of hers.

Other than blocking and deleting, we break up.

Everyone who knew her knew that Xu Zhikou had said that she and Wen Cenjiang had been separated [-] times, but each time they ended up together, everyone else became numb.

After get off work, Xu Zhi left alone and passed the black Bentley parked outside.

10 minute later.

A clear goose-yellow figure pushed open the passenger door, knelt on one knee and got in. He put a hand on Wen Cenjiang's shoulder and said in a voice as soft as a bone: "Wen Lu."

Wen Cenjiang opened his eyes, and the rear mirror reflected a pair of deep and gloomy eyes. There was still a bit of tiredness that was not sober, but the words he opened were terrifyingly cold: "Get out."

"Why are you so fierce?" My sister whispered softly, "She quarrels with you, but I won't quarrel with you." There were a few seconds of silence, and the picture reflected in the rear mirror was strangely blurry, which just reflected the seriousness of the man. The black tie, flowing with the depth of the night, complements the suit and supports the tall and straight upper body.

Upward, the Adam's apple rolls up and down.

The voice was clear and cold.

"The smell of lychees is so strong, she can smell it."

Lychee is the scent of my sister's perfume.

"You obviously liked her that night." My sister asked with a charming smile, showing weakness in Wen Cen Jiang's suddenly cold gaze.

"Wen Lu, her love is asking for and enjoying. I am not. I love you." Her posture while kneeling on the leather seat was supple and pious. Even her slightly raised neck seemed to be looking up at him. Her eyelashes were long and dense. The pupils had an amber texture, filled with obsession, and there was a faint outline of him.

Talk it out.

"I know you are tired. You don't have to tolerate her willfulness. In my place, you are the master, the master..."

I fully accept your desires, violence, and darkness.

The picture is blurry at night and I can't see clearly, just like the human heart, whether it is sinking or pretending.

Dress well during the day, indulge your soul at night.

Asking for anything, swaying with a different kind of sweet temptation.

It is a flower full of vitality, full of spring.

The two figures overlapped at random. She came closer inch by inch, and her soft, boneless hands wrapped around Wen Cenjiang's neck.

His sister's face was close to his lips.

Wen Cenjiang tilted his head.

"When, when."

The car window was knocked twice. (End of chapter)