Secret Love: President, Please Divorce

Chu Tianqi walked into the study and began to study the plan for cooperation with Ye. The girl's face was red and stammered. What happened to her? Why is it not at all like her usual pleasant words?

In the "top" senior private club, the decoration is still elegant and exquisite, full of emotion and taste. Soothing music flows in such a large indoor space. People who come here to consume are either rich or expensive. Naturally, they care about their own image and behavior. Therefore, they gather here in twos and threes, talking quietly and will not affect others.

Dressed in pink casual clothes, ye Feifan, who looks handsome and publicized, is drinking to each other with several men and women of the same age, tasting expensive and extraordinary red wine.

Not far away, ye Liuli, dressed in a short black skirt and dressed in a low-key but elegant manner, sat alone on a group of high-grade ring sofas with a large crystal glass goblet, one hand holding his head and looking at the wine glass in his hand. The whole person was unspeakably lazy, but with extreme femininity, Let every man passing by the sofa group can't help but look at her.

After receiving a glimpse of her refusal thousands of miles away, the men consciously didn't say a word, and then left there.

At this time, ye Feifan's two best friends, the blonde Jielin and the purple haired zongqi, stayed by Ye Feifan's side as usual, chatting and drinking with all the beauties. The whole club belonged to their most lively table.

Jelin glanced at the sofa group in the corner and saw Ye Liuli drinking alone. He always appreciated mature women. He had a strange feeling in his heart. He immediately bent down and said to Ye Feifan: "Feifan, what's the matter with your second sister recently? Every time I come, I look like I'm out of my mind. Have I fallen in love with any man? "

Ye Feifan listened to Jelin's words and turned to take a look at the position of his second sister. He saw her lonely face. His eyes were full of unspeakable sadness and looked at the cup in his hand.

Ye Feifan didn't want to take care of her. After all, even his feelings were in a mess. He didn't want to take care of her, but Jielin said, "you're her brother. Go and ask her and help her ease her mood. I'm afraid others will only make her feel more eye-catching."

Jelin's words were reasonable, and even zongqi nodded in agreement.

Ye Feifan thought about it and agreed. He took the wine cup and a bottle of wine in his hand and was ready to go there.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly thought of something. He turned his face and frowned slightly. It was an expression that wanted to be angry. Looking at jerin who raised his glass to him, he said angrily: "you boy, do you have ideas about my second sister? She is three years older than you. "

Jielin did not refute his words, but raised the cup in his hand. On his young face, his smile was lazy, noble and charming.

Ye Feifan no longer cares about him and goes straight to his second sister's position.

Long legs stepped into the senior sofa group. The tall body sat down impolitely and nestled in the sofa. Ye Feifan looked at Ye Liuli.

Her eyes are a little blurred, with a faint sad look. She has been focusing on the red wine, completely ignoring the arrival of Ye Feifan.