Rebirth of the Celebrity Business Woman

Qian Ge opened the door, looked at the independent woman in front of her, raised her eyebrows, but didn't say much, and let Tang Jingyun in sideways.

He glanced at the parked car outside, his eyes moved when he touched Mei Si, his brows moved lightly, and then he turned to close the door neatly.

And Mei Si kept his head down the whole time, completely afraid to look at Qian Ge at all. When he felt the gaze falling on him, he shook his body, like a man on his back. Qian Ge's position in Dikong is very high, and he is a man who can almost match their emperor. This is not only because Qian Ge is the emperor's forbidden descendant, but also because Qian Ge itself is extremely powerful.

To be honest, if Tang Jingyun hadn't come over today, he wouldn't know that Lord Qian Ge was in Kyoto. If possible, he would rather plug his eyes than see such a scene.

Thinking of the emperor’s possessiveness towards Qian Ge, wishing to keep people around him every second, and thinking of the "tryst" between Tang Jingyun and Qian Ge, it looks like Jinwu Cangjiao's posture... He shuddered involuntarily.

Qian Ge let Tang Jingyun in, turned around and folded her arms to look at Tang Jingyun, and smiled, "What's wrong? You quarreled with your man? Are you ready to switch to my arms?"

Tang Jingyun glanced at the slightly wrinkled sofa in the hall, and the ashtray that was obviously moved by someone, and said casually, "Do you dare? I think you don't know who you look like a jade for, you wouldn't want it even if you bring it to the door. ."

As he said, he raised his eyebrows and looked at each other wickedly. At this time, Tang Jingyun lacked the pretense of Qinghe on weekdays, and her whole person looked very charming, with a kind of evil smell flowing from her body, making people want to embrace her for no reason.

If you change a man, I am afraid that even if you can't control it, there will be some twists and turns in my heart.

Unfortunately, it was shallow Ge.

A few extremely fast things flashed in Qian Ge's eyebrows, and then quickly turned his head away.

The light in the room was cast on his side face, and his long eyelashes cast deep shadows on the bottom of his eyes. Although his appearance was plain and ordinary, it seemed to have a different kind of beauty in this way. There is a touch of melancholy in the cold, like a figure emerging from a classical splash-ink landscape painting.

"Yeah, I'm guarding him like a jade," a self-deprecating smile curled up at the corner of his lips, with a rare fragility in his expression, and asked softly, "Do you think I'm useless?"

Even he himself felt very hopeless. It's just a man. He is not born to like men. Without a man, he can still like women. Why do you like him so desperately? Doesn't it have to be him? He has said such unfeeling words to him, what is he still doing with him!

A cigarette was handed to him, and there was a slender white jade hand. A cold voice sounded, with imperceptible tenderness, "No, you are not useless at all."

Having seen the shallow Ge who was like a walking dead after the death of a previous emperor, Tang Jingyun understood the man’s love for the emperor better than anyone else. If it weren’t for the love to his bones, how could she be so sad? There will be such a situation now, which is naturally normal.

Qian Ge took the cigarette, took out the lighter from his pocket and lit it, "I always wanted to tell you, thank you for taking me in."

Tang Jingyun waved her hand indifferently, "Needless to say, this kind of thing has never been needed between you and me."

Seeing the silence in the room, Tang Jingyun moved her brows, "Are there any drinks? Let's go to the rooftop, and you will drink with me at the bar."

Qian Ge smiled, there is not much else, but this wine has not been lacking since he checked in. Directly moved a box of beer on the roof from the refrigerator, and Tang Jingyun also moved a small table on the roof and carried two chairs in his hand.

Under the night, the stars are very bright, dotted with one by one in the night sky. Surrounded by the villa area, it is a little deserted because of its proximity to the suburbs, and only a frosty light on the road can be seen. A woman stood on the roof, as if she was about to leap away with the wind in the next second, her long and fluttering hair flying, making people feel cold and lonely from her back for no reason.

When Qian Ge walked up, he saw such a scene. He looked at the woman, left alone, leaning on the fence and smiling indifferently, as if she didn't pay attention to anyone in this world.

His heart throbbed, nothing to do with love, but simply because of appreciation.

Can't help squinting, "What are you looking at? Didn't you say you want to drink?"

Tang Jingyun turned around, chuckled lightly, smiling like a flower.

Tang Jingyun has always liked to maintain a first impression of harmless and close people, and Qian Ge is no exception. In his impression, the most common woman was the smiling but cold-eyed woman who stretched out her hands to him with a faint smile and pulled him out of hell. It was a very novel experience, like finally one day, he waited for someone who was bound to become his friend.

Obviously it was only the first time we met, but he felt that the two had known each other for a lifetime.

It was really funny. He obviously didn't believe in fate or heaven and hell, but he would believe in his own mysterious feeling.

Tang Jingyun glanced at the box of beer, opened a bottle, and fell with her head up. Grumbling, grumbling, her drinking gesture was very bold, "Qian Ge, I won't be drunk or go home today."

"Sneez..." Qian Ge glanced at him, "Is this just the wine?"

But despite this, the two still drank wine happily.

The moonlight is like a flower, and the entire roof is covered with a layer of light yellow tulle.

"Tang Jingyun, I really suspect that we were good friends in previous lives, the kind of friends who can drink together, eat meat, and suffer pain." Qian Ge suddenly broke Silence unexpectedly, and said. He stared at Tang Jingyun, "You are like an angel flying into my world with wings spread, do you know, before you, there were only demons in my world."

Tang Jingyun raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Do you still think so now?"

"Now... I found out that you are actually the angel who fell to the sky following Lucifer." Qian Ge laughed.

It is said that God created the archangel Lucifer on the sixth day, and later fell to the heavens and became Lucifer, an angel living in hell, because he refused to kneel on his Son Messiah. I heard that the fallen angel has a pair of black gorgeous wings, very beautiful.

Tang Jingyun was not as pure as he thought. He knew a little bit about the indifference in her, but he still felt that she was extraordinarily beautiful.

Perhaps it was due to the first impression, even if she and the emperor were on the same level, he would subconsciously let the emperor let her a little bit. Because when the emperor first appeared in his world, he was always on top, and he had never been surpassed by anyone.

The two drank a lot of wine, Qian Ge felt a little hot, unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his strong upper body, and his massive abdominal muscles made the eyes hot. He put his shirt on the side and heard Tang Jingyun's proficient whistle, "Awesome figure! Believe me, women will be crazy about it!"

Qian Ge smiled, and didn't even think of Tang Jingyun as a woman. "Unfortunately, it will only belong to a man."

Tang Jingyun shook her head indifferently, "But if he knew it, he would still want to kill me. The dragon's treasure covets will die."

There was a breeze blowing, brushing the ends of Qian Ge's hair, half covering his eyebrows, Tang Jingyun smiled and helped him blow it away, her expression unconsciously peaceful. In fact, she has always looked at Qian Ge with this kind of warmth. It's not like that. How can a person like Qian Ge be really good to someone?

He suddenly remembered that many years ago, when he was alone in the sun in the yard, the place was very shabby, but very warm. At that moment, he almost thought that his hardships and trials over the years were just a dream.

"Wheniwasyoung, i\'dlistentotheradio..."

He sang a song in a soft voice. The voice was soft, with an unspeakable warmth entangled in every word he uttered. His voice is actually very nice, especially when he sings in a low voice, it is a bit hoarse, as if he is whispering love words.

Tang Jingyun raised her eyebrows and smiled before taking on his next sentence. Coincidentally, she is also very good at this foreign language song. After being translated into Chinese, it is "The Reappearance of the Past".

The song has a pure and ethereal feeling, floating in this empty night, but the song is floating in the night, but it has an unspeakable sour taste, which makes the eyes red.

Tang Jingyun stood in front of Qian Ge, letting the man bury her waist and swallow silently.

Have you ever seen someone cry silently in your life? The tears that fell silently fell on my heart, and it hurt. Some things are not not not hurting people, not not crying, but because you haven't found the person who can make you cry.

Qian Ge is a strong man, but he is also fragile. The world gave him not much, but deprived him a lot. He hadn't had a chance to cry for many years, and at first he was stubborn and unwilling to cry, unwilling to be underestimated. Later, I couldn't find a shoulder to rely on to cry.

It was obvious that Tang Jingyun was younger than him, but when she looked at him with that kind of elder, gentle and tolerant eyes, he had the illusion that he was loved by others.

Tang Jingyun gently stroked the top of his head and looked at him as if she had seen herself yesterday. This is probably also a kind of empathy.

"Cry, there is no shame in crying." This world is always too harsh on men's tears.

Tang Jingyun pursed her lips. Although Qian Ge didn't say anything to her, she had some guesses about it. It was nothing more than a scene similar to the previous life, but she didn't know why it was a few years earlier? Dikong has been in the international underworld for many years, and he has never had an enemy. There are really many coveters.

Qian Ge quickly wiped away his tears and continued to drink with Tang Jingyun.

That night, Tang Jingyun had a dream, in which the fragile shallow Ge shed tears, and the image that stabbed out obliquely with a machine gun while in the United States appeared alternately.

Many years later, Qian Ge recalled this evening and couldn't help but smile knowingly. He felt that Tang Jingyun at that time was really too nostalgic.