Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Other men look at her, he hates not to let others disappear, and he is also very good at playing Yin.

"Eloquence," he appreciated his face. The smile on his face made Ye Qingcheng look very strange and mocked, "see your old friend?"

"...." Ye Qingcheng's eyes suddenly looked cold.

"Obviously, I'm right," Dongfang Shijin didn't worry. "Since a man dares to replace his brother at the wedding, and even hasn't heard from him for a month, how important do you think you are to him?"

“……”

"Even decades of feelings... In the face of some temptations," the smile on the face of Dongfang Shijin is meaningful, "it's worthless."

“……”

Ye Qingcheng's face turned white. Lu Jingshen, whom she wanted to hide, had already known.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Dongfang Shijin sipped the whisky next to her and saw through the changes in her expression. "Qingcheng, I don't know everything from your birth to your 21 years old."

“……”

"I'm not worried that you will 'revive' with him, because since the day you met me, you have completely said goodbye to the past. At least, I'm the one who made you change from a girl to a woman. No one can take you away from me unless I'm tired of it and you're renewed over time."

He deliberately bit the "new day after day".

A handsome face was full of evil and straightforward expression.

He is like a lazy leopard, elegant and deadly.

The music downstairs played again, a soft and soothing friendship dance.

The end of the violin was long, and the piano was alternating, overlapping and fluctuating back and forth with the wedding symphony in my mind that day.

The expression on Ye Qingcheng's face is a little embarrassed. Fortunately, she has always been an expression that has nothing to do with herself.

"So what?" the red lips mocked, "on the wedding day, my heart is dead, so you think, what face do I have to return to him for this body bitten by a dog?"

“……”

"What's more, I haven't heard from him until now."

“……”

"Just now I just saw a figure similar to him... It's just human nature," Ye Qingcheng stood up and straightened his long skirt. "I've broken up with him."

“……”

Black eyes stared at her meaningfully.

The Oriental world brocade is naturally clear. No one named Lu Jingshen came to the banquet.

But he knows that ye Qingcheng and Lu Jingshen grew up almost together, all together from kindergarten, primary school, junior high school, high school and university.

So long as more than ten years of feelings, can she really put it down so calmly as she said?

Or is she simply a fickle woman?

The smile on the lips of Dongfang Shijin slowly faded away, leaving only a lingering rhyme. He got up and covered her with a slender and tall figure.

The two hard fingers raised her delicate and slender lower jaw, and the deep pupil of the vast ocean tightly pinched her heart like an invisible hand.

"I don't care about your past, but the rest of your life, as far as you can see, will be my existence."

Ye Qingcheng gracefully bent his lips, "look at your ability."

The waltz in the hall on the first floor is soothing and soft, and the women's fluttering train and the champagne colored gorgeous lights are blurred and luxurious.

Ye Qingcheng looked down, took the man's hand and went out of the elevator to the fifth floor.