Dear president, love first

what does it feel likeIt's a little astringent, a little sour, a little painful, and there are some complex emotions that she doesn't understand.In a word, when she saw Yan Jiyun cuddling with a big beautiful woman, she was so affectionate, she felt uncomfortable, as if her breathing was not smooth, her heart felt like it was being tightly held by a big hand, and it hurt...Not long ago Didn't Yan Jiyun come in with her arms around her?Now his arms are around other women.

Shui Han stared at Yan Jiyun without blinking, trying to look away, but her eyes seemed to be rooted.But the more I look at it, the more sad it becomes... What should I do?Yan Jiyun must have forgotten her, so should she go alone first?

Shui Han bit her lower lip, Shui Shui's eyes sparkled slightly, and the pain in her chest became more and more intense... How could Shui Han, who had never been in a relationship before, know that this was a reaction of jealousy.

A shadow approached, and a momentary strangeness flashed across the man's eyes: "Shui Han, we meet again, can I ask you to dance?"

Well?Dance?

Shui Han blinked her eyes and recognized it, this is Yan Zhui.

Shui Han instinctively wanted to refuse, but as soon as she turned her eyes, she saw Yan Jiyun and Deng Jiayu in pairs. She didn't know where she got a burst of courage, and she nodded at Yan Zhui as if angry.

Shui Han placed his hand in the palm of Yan Zhui, and the second his skin touched, a feeling of electric shock spread from his palm to his whole body, Yan Zhui trembled slightly, suppressing the strange feeling, without changing his expression, a very gentleman Gracefully pulled Shui Han to the dance floor.

On the other side, Deng Jiayu leaned closer to Yan Jiyun's handsome face, and whispered in his ear: "Ji Yun, we didn't catch up on the past when we met at the venue that day, and you said that you invited me to dinner another day. It's been a week. I haven't invited you yet... Shouldn't you make it up to me? Why don't we go upstairs to sit on the roof later, and I'll ask the servant to bring some red wine up. I haven't had dinner, so you just treat it as eating with me?" She said It's overkill.

How romantic is it to drink and eat on the rooftop, and watch the stars for the moon!Thinking about it, Deng Jiayu felt extremely looking forward to it.

Not a fool would know what the other party said so bluntly.But Yan Jiyun is an outlier. No one can force him to do what he doesn't want to do.

Yan Jiyun slowly leaned closer to her ear, his thin lips parted lightly: "Jiayu, you are a smart woman, I am not suitable for you, don't waste your time on me."

Yan Jiyun said the words of such refusal in a simple and straightforward manner, without sloppiness, simply and coldly.People around couldn't tell that Yan Jiyun and Deng Jiayu were hugging each other intimately but were saying heartbreaking words.This man can make a woman fall in love with him and go crazy, but he can also make a woman feel heartbroken in an instant.

Deng Jiayu was stunned, unable to believe what she heard... She thought she still had a chance, but she didn't expect Yan Jiyun to refuse so thoroughly and directly.This is worse than slapping her face!

"Yan Jiyun, don't you understand that the marriage of people of our background is not up to the decision? In this circle, marriage is based on the interests of the family, and personal feelings are only secondary. If you reject me, it is equivalent to It was rejecting a gold mine. Disregarding the interests of the family, is this something you would do?" Deng Jiayu tried her best to stabilize her emotions, but the anger in her eyes was about to burst out.

Family interests?Business marriage?

These are what Yan Jiyun dislikes the most.What Deng Jiayu said just now made Yan Jiyun feel heavy, and for a moment he thought of Shui Han... Shui Han would not say such unnutritious words that affect people's mood.

Suddenly, Deng Jiayu felt the hand on her waist tighten, and she felt pain from that strength...

I saw that Yan Jiyun's face was extremely dark at the moment, flames were burning in his deep eyes, and the veins on his forehead were bruised!Yan Zhui!Yan Zhui is actually dancing with Shui Han!

To be precise, Shui Han didn't know how to dance, and Yan Zhui was teaching her, and she had stepped on her several times...

Yan Jiyun gritted his teeth fiercely, and stopped for a while... Yan Zhui's hand on Shui Han's waist is so dazzling no matter how you look at it!

In fact, Yan Zhui is also a handsome guy, handsome, gentle and warm, standing with Shui Han is also a seductive scenery, but Yan Jiyun became angry when he saw it, and couldn't stand it anymore...

"Jiayu, I have something to do. Excuse me." Yan Jiyun hurriedly dropped this sentence and turned to leave. Only Deng Jiayu stood there dumbfounded, watching him walk in the direction of Shui Han, her heart was already mad with jealousy!

When Yan Jiyun was still a stylist, Deng Jiayu wanted this man the first time he saw him.Now, he actually left her without finishing the dance, what a shame!Yan Jiyun did ignore the horror of a woman who becomes hate because of love.

Although Shui Han was dancing with Yan Zhui, her mind was not focused. Yan Zhui was trampled in pain, but she endured it and patiently led Shui Han.As shrewd as he is, how could he fail to see that Shui Han's emotions were wrong?

"Shui Han, if you don't concentrate on hugging me, aren't you afraid of falling to the ground?" Yan Zhui's eyes flashed with complicated light, but there was a gentle smile on his face.

Shui Han froze for a moment, her little face wrinkled into a ball... Well, she admitted that she really has no talent in dancing and always stepped on Yan Zhui's feet.But, for some reason, she did not want to hold him, at most she put her hands on his arm.But after thinking about it, Yan Jiyun was already cuddling with other women, and she had long been forgotten. Couldn't she learn to dance with Yan Zhui?

Shui Han threw her heart out angrily, and put both hands on Yan Zhui's waist...

The next second, Shui Han shuddered inexplicably, it seemed that there was something wrong with Yan Zhui's gaze...

Behind Shui Han, Yan Jiyun stretched out his big hand to grab her neck, just like an eagle catching a chick.The most frightening thing is that his murderous eyes turned sideways, cold as ice, sharp as a knife, making people frightened!

Shui Han turned her head back in horror, met Shang Yan Jiyun's fire-breathing gaze, and couldn't help feeling frightened: "You...you..."

"I'll deal with you when I go back!" Yan Jiyun sternly whispered in her ear, and pulled her away with force.

Domineering, domineering, and unabashedly possessive.Yan Zhui saw it from Yan Jiyun again.Watching him and Shui Han leaving, Yan Zhui clenched his fists, his face burning hot.Yan Jiyun is too disrespectful. In front of so many people, he took away Shui Han with such a strong posture, not even letting Shui Han and Yan Zhui finish dancing...