Black-hearted Wife And Evil CEO

In an instant, Gu Kai's whole person pressed towards her, her thin body was pressed under the body and couldn't move. The breath with the aroma of wine fell on her cheek. At the moment when she was about to fall, an Nian slowly stopped looking, gently pushed his body away, and slowly got up and left his arms.

The drunken man in the sofa slowly opened his eyes and listened to the sound of her fleeing steps. His eyes went dark.

An Nian escapes from the room and closes the door in a hurry. She can clearly feel the changes in Gu Kai's body. She can hear the sound of her heart melting a little more. Her reason tells her that she can't, really can't.

These years, she was wandering alone, no relatives, no friends. Now it's hard to find someone who loves her and is willing to protect her. How could she have the heart to let her unclear self destroy this beauty. Clinging to the wall, gasping for breath, she told herself that this time, as long as Li Moshen came back from a business trip, she must get a divorce.

In the dim night, she quickly fled the club and took a taxi back to the villa.

……

It has been 12 days since Annie received the live activity of the finals of the fashion design competition.

In the brightly lit scene, reporters from major newspapers held up their cameras and took pictures of the stage. Several famous designers in the circle served as judges, smiling and sitting on the judges' bench. The participants came to the stage one by one and expounded the design concept and the beautiful implication of the works according to their own design themes.

Annie sat under the stage, feeling uneasy. She ranked No. 10, holding her hands full of sweat. Although she tried to convince herself that she was not nervous and calm, she still clenched her fist nervously.

The seat next to her is always empty. After several sweeps, an Nian can't help but wonder if she can't make it up if she doesn't come on the 9th?

"Hi, Annie." Someone patted her on the shoulder and called her name.

Looking back, Asha looked sunny with a smile, "did you join in? What a coincidence She sat down next to Annin. Annin's heart was a little flustered. Somehow, she always felt that something big was going to happen.

This feeling, deja vu, with unpredictable powerlessness, is worse.

"Well, what a coincidence. You're one ahead of me."

Aisha's face was dazzled, and she squeezed her eyes. "I'm just here to join in the international competition. Ah, how can I do it?"

Annian chuckled and encouraged her: "believe in yourself."

Asha gave her a long smile. "Yeah, you have to believe in yourself."

With that, it's Asha's turn to come on stage, smile at her and walk briskly on the stage.

Soon, it was Annin's turn. She steadied herself, took a deep breath, and went on stage.

As soon as the pictures of her works on the big screen came out, the audience immediately exploded, with a sharp voice: "plagiarism!"

For a moment, Ann was at a loss.

She looked at the judges and emcees in the stands, wondering if she should speak.

Then there is another sentence: "this work is obviously plagiarizing the latest season's work of the chief designer of Shangmei. If you don't believe you can search online, there is..."

Suddenly, there was chaos on the stage.

Annian stands on the stage and looks at the crowd of people under the stage. Everyone is waving at her. She wants to drag her down from the stage and step on her feet