My Hot Beauty CEO
Chapter 89
Liu Lanzhen also woke up. She also found this situation. She looked at Yang Yesheng with a shocked face. Then she screamed, pushed Yang Yesheng away, grabbed the sheet and covered her body.
Spring dream has traces. The new couple doesn't wake up. An idea immediately appears in Yang Yesheng's mind. It's over. What can I do?
"You... You..." Liu Lanzhen was ashamed and angry. She thought Yang Yesheng deliberately pretended to be drunk last night. She invaded her innocence while she was drunk and sleeping. She immediately wanted to scold, but just as the word "you" was just exported, she suddenly found that she was on Yang Yesheng's bed.
He must have carried me to his bed while I was asleep, and then he was rude to me. Liu Lanzhen immediately flashed an idea in her mind. However, when she turned her head, she couldn't find her slippers by her steel wire bed. When she looked down, her slippers were also by yangyesheng's bed, and the toe of her slippers was facing the bed. Obviously, she took the initiative to get into his bed.
Yang Yesheng was more frightened and uneasy, but when he saw that Liu Lanzhen's face changed several times, he finally gave a slight sigh and said nothing. He was surprised. He hurried along Liu Lanzhen's eyes just now. He moved in his heart and immediately understood what was going on. He couldn't help crying and laughing.
"Sister Zhen, i... I..." although I understand that it's not his fault, after all, the thing has been done, especially the red plum on the snow-white sheet, which proves that Liu Lanzhen's more than 30 years of chastity has been lost in his hands. Yang Yesheng is full of shame, but he doesn't know how to explain and apologize.
Liu Lanzhen sighed, shook her head and said, "stop talking. It's not your fault. I drank too much wine last night, which made a big mistake." I was thinking that if I had known this, I should have opened a room in the hotel last night. Now, I lost my innocence for more than 30 years overnight, and it was in the hands of this little man who could not become her husband.
Liu Lanzhen's mood is extremely complicated. She knows that Yang Yesheng can't marry her, but she likes to be with him. That's why when she learned that wenmenzhang has been arrested and that Fang Zhongxue didn't go on a business trip at all, she still doesn't want to leave Yang Yesheng, but she found an excuse that Yan Zhongtao might be unfavorable to her. In broad daylight, Liu Lanzhen is Fang Zhongxue's little aunt. Don't say Yan Zhongtao, even Huo Qinglong and Yan Zhongkui dare not be so rampant.
Since you can't be Yang Yesheng's wife, the only way to stay with him for a long time is to be his lover. However, Liu Lanzhen is conceited about her beauty and has a high vision, which is very high among women. Therefore, she really doesn't want to make her face to be the kind of underground lover who can't see the light for Yang Yesheng. She can't make a decision all the time.
However, the occurrence of this incident last night undoubtedly pushed Liu Lanzhen to the edge of the cliff, and one foot hung in the air, so there were only two results for her to choose. Either jump down and be Yang Yesheng's lover willingly, or turn back in time, stay away from Yang Yesheng, find a man to marry and have children, and never see Yang Yesheng again.
Yang Yesheng didn't know that Liu Lanzhen was full of contradictions. He hurriedly said, "sister Zhen, i... I will be responsible for you."
Liu Lanzhen smiled bitterly, shook her head gently and said, "responsible, what are you responsible for? I'm nine years older than you. Will you marry me? I know you may impulsively say yes, but what about Wu Junyi and ye Xiaoya? How will you treat them and let them be your lovers? "
"I......" Yang Yesheng was shocked. Wu Junyi and ye Xiaoya's pretty face immediately flashed in their mind. They seemed to say to him together: Ye Sheng (brother Yang), you can't marry sister Zhen. You want to marry me.
Ye Xiaoya said fortunately that Yang Yesheng had no deep feelings for her and could easily refuse her and leave her. However, Wu Junyi completely confessed to Wu Junyi last night. Although he drank too much last night, he clearly remembered every word Yang Yesheng said and every reply from Wu Junyi.
Seeing Yang Yesheng's hesitant look, Liu Lanzhen flashed a touch of loss in her heart and sighed: "since it's wrong, it's a dream. I won't let you bear any responsibility, but your love for my sister and brother is over. Ye Sheng, what happened last night, I'll pay you back for saving your life. Since then, you and I have nothing to do with each other. "
After that, Liu Lanzhen put on a quilt and began to look around for her pajamas. Then she went to the bathroom and came out dressed up soon. However, when walking, Liu Lanzhen's movements were very light. From time to time, she would frown. Yang Yesheng felt a pang of heartache. She just wanted to come forward and help her, but she was afraid of being annoyed by Liu Lanzhen.
Liu Lanzhen looked at Yang Yesheng and saw that he was still in a daze. She couldn't bear it, but she knew that if she couldn't be cruel at this time, she was afraid that she would really fall under the cliff and become Yang Yesheng's lover from then on. So she sank her face and said coldly, "it's half past ten. I should go, Ye Sheng, remember what I said just now, You have nothing to do with me anymore. "
"Sister Zhen..." Yang Yesheng saw that Liu Lanzhen was about to leave and jumped out of bed, but he heard Liu Lanzhen's angry voice shout, "Yang Yesheng, stop. If you dare to catch up, I'll kill myself here."
Yang Yesheng was stunned and looked at Liu Lanzhen's back farther and farther away from him until he went out. The "bang" sound of the door was like a heavy hammer hitting Yang Yesheng's heart. After the pain last night, Yang Yesheng tasted the taste of heartache again.
Yang Yesheng only felt a sudden shiver. He turned off the shower, came to the washbasin and looked at himself in the mirror. Suddenly, there was an unknown anger in his heart. With a roar of the tiger, he hit the mirror hard with a "crash". The mirror was smashed by Yang Yesheng, and his fist directly entered the wall behind the mirror, sending out a huge "Dong" sound.
Liu Lanzhen, who was waiting for the elevator, also vaguely heard the sound. She turned her head and looked at Yang Yesheng's door. She sighed and muttered to herself, "Yesheng, I'm sorry. I'm not ruthless. In fact, I love you too. I really can't accept the fact that I can't be your lover. Otherwise, I'm afraid Xiaoxue can't forgive me all her life."
After this punch, Yang Yesheng looked at the dark hole in front of him in surprise, and then looked at his right hand. Not only was he not hurt at all, but he didn't even feel pain. He thought to himself, what's the matter? The destructive power of this punch is not small, how can there be no pain? What's the matter? Is it still because of the string of Buddha beads?
Yang Yesheng carefully recalled the scene just now. It seemed that at the moment when the right fist came into contact with the mirror, a heat flow quickly arose from the Dantian and quickly flowed into the meridians of the right fist, which made the right fist free from injury and pain.
After figuring out this truth, Yang Yesheng was overjoyed. He quickly waved his fist again and hit the wall hard.
With the sound of "bang", a hole was made in the wall again, but Yang Yesheng also cried out with "ouch", covering his left hand and shaking his right wrist.
Yang Yesheng looked down. Although the face of his right fist was not bloody, it also rubbed several skins. Moreover, this wall hole was not comparable to the wall hole just now, but the lime on the wall would break and fall down, and the wall was not damaged at all.
"Why?" Yang Ye Sheng was stunned. Why did the power difference between the two fists with the same strength be so great? Why didn't the heat flow rise when the second fist, "what's going on, and what kind of secret is hidden in this string of Buddhas?"
Yang Yesheng carefully pondered the differences between the two fists. The strength was the same, and the distance from the wall was the same. It seemed that the first fist was sent out when he was extremely angry, which touched the heat flow in his body, while the second fist was sent out in a very ordinary state of mind. As a result, the heat flow did not appear.
Is it about mood? Yang Yesheng's heart moved and thought to himself, can he touch the heat flow only when he is very angry?
Yang Yesheng deliberately pretended to be very angry and suddenly punched, but the heat flow was still silent. Naturally, Yang Yesheng's right fist was hurt again.
It seems that he must be really angry, but with the first punch, Yang Yesheng's mood has calmed down a lot. He can't return to the state just now, so he has to stop.
At this time, Yang Yesheng's cell phone ring came from outside. Yang Yesheng hurriedly swept the broken glass on the ground aside, took a quick bath, dried his body, came out, picked up his cell phone and saw three missed calls, all from Huangfu Qingying.
Yang Yesheng had never seen Huangfu Qingying since the Xia family had an accident. Later, Wu Junyi only heard that Huangfu Qingying went to the hospital to see Xia Dechang and Xiaodan, but he was not in the hospital at that time.
Yang Yesheng hurried back to Huangfu Qingying, but Weimeisi fried restaurant was renovated. Huangfu Qingying wanted Yang Yesheng to have a look and discuss when to reopen.
In a villa of Huo Qinglong, the leader of Qinglong Gang, Huo Qinglong sits opposite a man in the study, with a steaming tea cup in front of them.
"Younger martial brother, you said that Yang Yesheng didn't have any background. He didn't retire from special forces. He was just an ordinary arm?" The man frowned, picked up a soft Chinese cigarette from the table, gently lit it and slowly spit out a smoke ring. This man is Yan Zhongkui, senior brother of Huo Qinglong and captain of the security personnel brigade of Xiaocheng Prefecture.
Huo Qinglong nodded and said, "yes, Yang Yesheng has followed an old man named Yang Wujun since childhood, but he has no blood relationship with Yang Wujun. When Yang Yesheng was 12 years old, Yang Wujun fell ill and died. Yang Yesheng was subsidized by Xia Dechang and his wife. His academic performance was fairly good, but he joined the army after losing the college entrance examination for four consecutive years. However, Yang Yesheng's performance in the army is not outstanding. He is just an ordinary soldier. His skill is also very ordinary. He is also weak and sick. It is very different from his performance in the past Ruge bar last night. "
Spring dream has traces. The new couple doesn't wake up. An idea immediately appears in Yang Yesheng's mind. It's over. What can I do?
"You... You..." Liu Lanzhen was ashamed and angry. She thought Yang Yesheng deliberately pretended to be drunk last night. She invaded her innocence while she was drunk and sleeping. She immediately wanted to scold, but just as the word "you" was just exported, she suddenly found that she was on Yang Yesheng's bed.
He must have carried me to his bed while I was asleep, and then he was rude to me. Liu Lanzhen immediately flashed an idea in her mind. However, when she turned her head, she couldn't find her slippers by her steel wire bed. When she looked down, her slippers were also by yangyesheng's bed, and the toe of her slippers was facing the bed. Obviously, she took the initiative to get into his bed.
Yang Yesheng was more frightened and uneasy, but when he saw that Liu Lanzhen's face changed several times, he finally gave a slight sigh and said nothing. He was surprised. He hurried along Liu Lanzhen's eyes just now. He moved in his heart and immediately understood what was going on. He couldn't help crying and laughing.
"Sister Zhen, i... I..." although I understand that it's not his fault, after all, the thing has been done, especially the red plum on the snow-white sheet, which proves that Liu Lanzhen's more than 30 years of chastity has been lost in his hands. Yang Yesheng is full of shame, but he doesn't know how to explain and apologize.
Liu Lanzhen sighed, shook her head and said, "stop talking. It's not your fault. I drank too much wine last night, which made a big mistake." I was thinking that if I had known this, I should have opened a room in the hotel last night. Now, I lost my innocence for more than 30 years overnight, and it was in the hands of this little man who could not become her husband.
Liu Lanzhen's mood is extremely complicated. She knows that Yang Yesheng can't marry her, but she likes to be with him. That's why when she learned that wenmenzhang has been arrested and that Fang Zhongxue didn't go on a business trip at all, she still doesn't want to leave Yang Yesheng, but she found an excuse that Yan Zhongtao might be unfavorable to her. In broad daylight, Liu Lanzhen is Fang Zhongxue's little aunt. Don't say Yan Zhongtao, even Huo Qinglong and Yan Zhongkui dare not be so rampant.
Since you can't be Yang Yesheng's wife, the only way to stay with him for a long time is to be his lover. However, Liu Lanzhen is conceited about her beauty and has a high vision, which is very high among women. Therefore, she really doesn't want to make her face to be the kind of underground lover who can't see the light for Yang Yesheng. She can't make a decision all the time.
However, the occurrence of this incident last night undoubtedly pushed Liu Lanzhen to the edge of the cliff, and one foot hung in the air, so there were only two results for her to choose. Either jump down and be Yang Yesheng's lover willingly, or turn back in time, stay away from Yang Yesheng, find a man to marry and have children, and never see Yang Yesheng again.
Yang Yesheng didn't know that Liu Lanzhen was full of contradictions. He hurriedly said, "sister Zhen, i... I will be responsible for you."
Liu Lanzhen smiled bitterly, shook her head gently and said, "responsible, what are you responsible for? I'm nine years older than you. Will you marry me? I know you may impulsively say yes, but what about Wu Junyi and ye Xiaoya? How will you treat them and let them be your lovers? "
"I......" Yang Yesheng was shocked. Wu Junyi and ye Xiaoya's pretty face immediately flashed in their mind. They seemed to say to him together: Ye Sheng (brother Yang), you can't marry sister Zhen. You want to marry me.
Ye Xiaoya said fortunately that Yang Yesheng had no deep feelings for her and could easily refuse her and leave her. However, Wu Junyi completely confessed to Wu Junyi last night. Although he drank too much last night, he clearly remembered every word Yang Yesheng said and every reply from Wu Junyi.
Seeing Yang Yesheng's hesitant look, Liu Lanzhen flashed a touch of loss in her heart and sighed: "since it's wrong, it's a dream. I won't let you bear any responsibility, but your love for my sister and brother is over. Ye Sheng, what happened last night, I'll pay you back for saving your life. Since then, you and I have nothing to do with each other. "
After that, Liu Lanzhen put on a quilt and began to look around for her pajamas. Then she went to the bathroom and came out dressed up soon. However, when walking, Liu Lanzhen's movements were very light. From time to time, she would frown. Yang Yesheng felt a pang of heartache. She just wanted to come forward and help her, but she was afraid of being annoyed by Liu Lanzhen.
Liu Lanzhen looked at Yang Yesheng and saw that he was still in a daze. She couldn't bear it, but she knew that if she couldn't be cruel at this time, she was afraid that she would really fall under the cliff and become Yang Yesheng's lover from then on. So she sank her face and said coldly, "it's half past ten. I should go, Ye Sheng, remember what I said just now, You have nothing to do with me anymore. "
"Sister Zhen..." Yang Yesheng saw that Liu Lanzhen was about to leave and jumped out of bed, but he heard Liu Lanzhen's angry voice shout, "Yang Yesheng, stop. If you dare to catch up, I'll kill myself here."
Yang Yesheng was stunned and looked at Liu Lanzhen's back farther and farther away from him until he went out. The "bang" sound of the door was like a heavy hammer hitting Yang Yesheng's heart. After the pain last night, Yang Yesheng tasted the taste of heartache again.
Yang Yesheng only felt a sudden shiver. He turned off the shower, came to the washbasin and looked at himself in the mirror. Suddenly, there was an unknown anger in his heart. With a roar of the tiger, he hit the mirror hard with a "crash". The mirror was smashed by Yang Yesheng, and his fist directly entered the wall behind the mirror, sending out a huge "Dong" sound.
Liu Lanzhen, who was waiting for the elevator, also vaguely heard the sound. She turned her head and looked at Yang Yesheng's door. She sighed and muttered to herself, "Yesheng, I'm sorry. I'm not ruthless. In fact, I love you too. I really can't accept the fact that I can't be your lover. Otherwise, I'm afraid Xiaoxue can't forgive me all her life."
After this punch, Yang Yesheng looked at the dark hole in front of him in surprise, and then looked at his right hand. Not only was he not hurt at all, but he didn't even feel pain. He thought to himself, what's the matter? The destructive power of this punch is not small, how can there be no pain? What's the matter? Is it still because of the string of Buddha beads?
Yang Yesheng carefully recalled the scene just now. It seemed that at the moment when the right fist came into contact with the mirror, a heat flow quickly arose from the Dantian and quickly flowed into the meridians of the right fist, which made the right fist free from injury and pain.
After figuring out this truth, Yang Yesheng was overjoyed. He quickly waved his fist again and hit the wall hard.
With the sound of "bang", a hole was made in the wall again, but Yang Yesheng also cried out with "ouch", covering his left hand and shaking his right wrist.
Yang Yesheng looked down. Although the face of his right fist was not bloody, it also rubbed several skins. Moreover, this wall hole was not comparable to the wall hole just now, but the lime on the wall would break and fall down, and the wall was not damaged at all.
"Why?" Yang Ye Sheng was stunned. Why did the power difference between the two fists with the same strength be so great? Why didn't the heat flow rise when the second fist, "what's going on, and what kind of secret is hidden in this string of Buddhas?"
Yang Yesheng carefully pondered the differences between the two fists. The strength was the same, and the distance from the wall was the same. It seemed that the first fist was sent out when he was extremely angry, which touched the heat flow in his body, while the second fist was sent out in a very ordinary state of mind. As a result, the heat flow did not appear.
Is it about mood? Yang Yesheng's heart moved and thought to himself, can he touch the heat flow only when he is very angry?
Yang Yesheng deliberately pretended to be very angry and suddenly punched, but the heat flow was still silent. Naturally, Yang Yesheng's right fist was hurt again.
It seems that he must be really angry, but with the first punch, Yang Yesheng's mood has calmed down a lot. He can't return to the state just now, so he has to stop.
At this time, Yang Yesheng's cell phone ring came from outside. Yang Yesheng hurriedly swept the broken glass on the ground aside, took a quick bath, dried his body, came out, picked up his cell phone and saw three missed calls, all from Huangfu Qingying.
Yang Yesheng had never seen Huangfu Qingying since the Xia family had an accident. Later, Wu Junyi only heard that Huangfu Qingying went to the hospital to see Xia Dechang and Xiaodan, but he was not in the hospital at that time.
Yang Yesheng hurried back to Huangfu Qingying, but Weimeisi fried restaurant was renovated. Huangfu Qingying wanted Yang Yesheng to have a look and discuss when to reopen.
In a villa of Huo Qinglong, the leader of Qinglong Gang, Huo Qinglong sits opposite a man in the study, with a steaming tea cup in front of them.
"Younger martial brother, you said that Yang Yesheng didn't have any background. He didn't retire from special forces. He was just an ordinary arm?" The man frowned, picked up a soft Chinese cigarette from the table, gently lit it and slowly spit out a smoke ring. This man is Yan Zhongkui, senior brother of Huo Qinglong and captain of the security personnel brigade of Xiaocheng Prefecture.
Huo Qinglong nodded and said, "yes, Yang Yesheng has followed an old man named Yang Wujun since childhood, but he has no blood relationship with Yang Wujun. When Yang Yesheng was 12 years old, Yang Wujun fell ill and died. Yang Yesheng was subsidized by Xia Dechang and his wife. His academic performance was fairly good, but he joined the army after losing the college entrance examination for four consecutive years. However, Yang Yesheng's performance in the army is not outstanding. He is just an ordinary soldier. His skill is also very ordinary. He is also weak and sick. It is very different from his performance in the past Ruge bar last night. "
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