The army commander takes love, and the warm wife is poisonous

The fear in Su Yan's heart was magnified instantly, she stretched out her hand and was about to push the two people away and rush towards the white Rolls-Royce.

It's just that the strength of these two people can't be pushed away by her. They looked at each other, and one of them said coldly again, "Miss Wen, Master Jue wants you to go back immediately."

She bit her lip, almost bleeding out from the bite.

She stared blankly at the car entering the traffic flow, and soon disappeared from her sight.

Seeing that she didn't speak, but subconsciously wanted to rush forward, the two of them just said, "Miss Wen, I'm offended."

Then, one left and one right, he took her arm and walked back.

She seemed to have lost her soul, and let them drag her to the box on the second floor.

When they reached the door, the two let go of their hands. Only then did she come to her senses, opened the door and walked in. The box was already full of noise, drinking and drinking, singing and dancing.

Such an atmosphere made her breathe a sigh of relief, no one noticed her coming back, the lights were shining, Su Yan went around and saw Feng Jue's figure on the sofa at the corner.

She didn't dare to delay any longer, so she walked over obediently and sat down beside him.

Wei Yi was not far away from them, Su Yan felt her eyes look over, but quickly moved away.

Feng Jue stretched out his index finger, and his cool fingertips slid across the contours of her face. She heard his deep and indifferent voice, seemingly careless, but filled with endless danger, "Where did you go?"

"I..." She looked up at him, and the bright and dim lights hit his face, handsome and evil, like a beast that stands still.

She instantly understood that he must have known about her chasing Hughes out just now, and lying was just asking for her own death.

She bit her lip, tried her best to keep her eyebrows down, and explained softly, "Just now I saw someone... who was very similar to a friend I had before, I was wrong..."

"Oh?" He smiled casually, "Hughes Wenlk, like your friend?"

He stared into her eyes, "I thought that as long as you live on this earth and read newspapers, you should know that man."

Hughes Wenlk, the young director of Huaan International, Huaan International is the world's largest chaebol, they all say that the Wenlk family is the top rich family, and Hughes Wenlk is the noble son among the nobles.

The headlines of gossip, the covers of financial magazines, and every newspaper you throw at you can see his magnificent face. It is too iconic and eye-catching, and he will never be misunderstood as someone else.

He slowly leaned over, "Do you know him?"

Her heart beat like thunder, of course she knew Hughes, Hughes and Ziyi's blood cousins, emotional brothers, but very few people knew about it.

Gong Ziyi is the person in power of the underworld, and Hughes is the glamorous noble son of the Baidao. Their identities are very different from each other, and very few people know their relationship.

Su Yan shook her head, "I know Hughes Wenlk, but I don't know him, I just saw the wrong person."

"Wrong person, who did you recognize?" He sneered and pinched her chin, "Gong Ziyi? Or do you miss him so much that you think it's him when you see a man, huh?"

"I didn't," she subconsciously shook her head in denial without thinking.

"If not, come and kiss me."