Dear President, take it easy

"Qingcheng, I'm sorry, go sit over there for a while, I'll find you later." After that, Zhou Chuyu forced Ou Xiangbei to go out, and deliberately lowered his voice, saying: "Ou Xiangbei, I think we need to talk about..."

Ou Xiangbei didn't resist, and let Zhou Chuyu drag him into the courtyard.

Behind them, the bustling and splendid world inside the house is getting farther and farther away from them...

Zhou Chuyu wore a wine-red evening dress with high slits and shuttled among the crowd, her cloud-like hair was naturally blown on both sides, her sex|sensual charm was a little more casual, coupled with decent makeup and precious jewelry, Tonight, she is so bright that people can't keep their eyes open.

"Ou Xiangbei, why are you so nervous?" She looked displeased, folded her hands on her chest, and stared at Ou Xiangbei.

The burgundy evening dress with high slits was gently lifted by the wind, two long snow-white thighs looming, and the bright jewels on her body gleamed noblely.

His cloud-like hair fluttered in the wind, brushing against his cheeks, and a faint fragrance came to his nostrils.

Ou Xiangbei put his hands in the pockets of his trousers, stood staggeringly opposite her, and kept laughing at her displeasure.

"I just see that he keeps looking for you for nothing, so I'll ask."

"That's right, he likes me, what's wrong? Do you ever talk like that in front of people?"

Ou Xiangbei didn't know what was wrong with him, seeing her holding hands with Su Qingcheng made him feel uncomfortable, especially upset!

Those words were really spoken unconsciously.

"Then...then do you like him?"

"I……"

"Hush...no...don't...don't...say you like him, and don't like...like...like...him." Ou Xiangbei smiled, with his right index finger covering Zhou Chuyu's red lips, his eyes blurred , stammering.

He smelled strongly of alcohol...

As he spoke word by word, her heart softened little by little following his words.

"Do I need your permission if I like him?" She pushed his hand away from her lips and smiled helplessly.

Ou Xiangbei, don't you want to be so selfish, do I need your approval for who I like?

"When...Of course...I don't allow you to like him, I don't allow...Chu Yu...I don't allow..."

With a stretch of his long arm, he easily pulled Zhou Chuyu into his arms, pressing down his cold lips like this, prying open her teeth aggressively with his tongue, and kissing her deeply.

The strong smell of alcohol spread in her mouth...

She pushed him away hard...

"Slap!" A slap mercilessly landed on his face.

"Ou Xiangbei, wake me up!"

Ou Xiangbei touched the hot cheek that was hit by her, moved his lipstick-smeared lips, and smiled wryly: "Ugh..."

His stomach was full of water, and all the wine and food he drank came out of his mouth.

Zhou Chuyu frowned, stepped forward, bent down, and patted him on the shoulder: "Why do you drink so much when you have nothing to do? Don't you know that drinking is harmful to your health?"

"Boom..." Immediately afterwards, Ou Xiangbei lost his balance and fell backwards heavily.

"Hey...wake up! It's cold on the ground, get up!" Zhou Chuyu pulled his arm, exhausting all his strength, but he couldn't move him no matter what.

She had no choice but to ask the security guard at the door to stuff Ou Xiangbei into her black Mercedes with her...

Zhou Chuyu reported the address to the security guard, gave the security guard some tips, and the security guard drove Ou Xiangbei away.

She looked at the car that was melting into the night little by little, and unconsciously touched the lips kissed by him with her hand.

In the mouth, it seemed that his breath still remained.

The heart was still beating violently and refused to calm down for a long time.

She stroked her wind-blown hair, took a deep breath, calmed down, walked towards the hall step by step, raised her head, and saw Su Qingcheng standing in the shadow of the door, holding a cigarette in her hand , pumping again and again, looking very irritable.

In my impression, Su Qingcheng rarely smokes...

"Qingcheng... why are you standing here? Don't you like the environment inside?" Zhou Chuyu stepped forward and asked with a smile.

"Chu Yu..." Seeing her, he threw the cigarette butt under his feet and stomped it out, his eyes were somewhat complicated.

"Ok?"

"Ou Xiangbei left?" Mentioning Ou Xiangbei made him feel a little unhappy. Just now, he clearly saw him kissing Zhou Chuyu and everything that happened between them.

"That's right..." Zhou Chuyu shrugged with a calm expression on his face.

"Actually, there is a question that I've always wanted to ask you."

"what?"

"Can you be my girlfriend? Can you give me a chance to take care of you?" Su Qingcheng held Zhou Chuyu's hands with a sincere and affectionate tone.

At this moment, how much Zhou Chuyu wished that the person who said this to her would become Ou Xiangbei...

She smiled slightly, and said to Su Qingcheng's eyes as clear as water, "Qingcheng, you know, my heart is already filled with one person, and there is no room left."

"Chu Yu...it's okay, I can wait, I believe that one day you will be willing to make a room for me in your heart, I believe, I will wait for you...don't reject me immediately, just give yourself a room." Chance, give me a chance, okay?"

Zhou Chuyu withdrew the hand tightly held by Su Qingcheng, and said: "I don't want to hurt you, Qingcheng, I understand the pain of waiting for someone who is destined not to fall in love with me. I don't want you to repeat my mistakes."

"Let's go in..." Su Qingcheng smiled, but his elegant smile still couldn't conceal the scar in his eyes. He took Zhou Chuyu's hand and walked into the bustling banquet hall step by step.

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London, England.

It just rained in the sky, and the world that has been baptized by the autumn rain is a bit cooler.

At this moment, the sky above the city is covered with overcast clouds, and the sky is so gloomy that it seems that water will drip in the next second.

Outside the gray single-family castle on the mountain in the suburbs, several blond men in black were dressed rigorously and had serious faces. Everyone's expressions were as cold as today's weather.

Here is the mansion of Qiu Jingtian, the leader of the British Mafia.

The white helicopter roared over, and the people in black immediately nodded respectfully.

The plane slowly approached the ground, and the coolness of a gray suit jumped out of the plane, and the strong wind brought by the propeller made him tremble slightly.

"Yi Ye!" The man in black said neatly in English.

Sword-like sharp eyes swept everyone around, without saying a word, they walked into the castle with a serious expression...

The castle is heavily guarded and filled with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants.

Exquisite cameras can be seen everywhere, and batch after batch of patrolling bodyguards pass by Liang Yi and salute him continuously.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked quickly...

"Brother Yi~!" A snow-white figure jumped out from the hall, ran to Liang Yi like a little rabbit, and hooked his wrist.