Feng Luan immediately sent someone to find out Gu Liangyan's background. He had a hunch that that contradictory woman would be one of his best preys.
And the other one is Li Jingyuan.
The man was on the stage, and the charming woman in his arms could not distract him from his cold gaze at all. His eyes were always floating on Gu Liangyan, with an indifferent look on his face, but his thoughts were not at all clear.
Move away from the woman.
Li Jingyuan's eyes had gradually darkened since she was pouring one cup after another of "Bloody Mary". But now it was even more absurd. Seeing the drunk Gu Liangyan being taken away by Wen Changxun, the man unconsciously clenched his fists, feeling chilled.
Okay, Gu Liangyan, how dare you! You are really entangled with Wen Changxun!
Every cell in his body was roaring with rage, the temperature around him suddenly dropped, and the female companion next to him trembled and loosened her hand around the man's arm.
Li Jingyuan now is so scary that it's terrifying.
And outside the banquet hall.
As soon as he came out of everyone's sight, Gu Liangyan fell into a trance, glowing brightly, and pretended to wake up with an ouch.
Wen Changxun's slightly smiling voice came from above his head, and he said: "You don't want to pretend anymore? I haven't even planned to let you go yet."
Gu Liangyan smiled awkwardly and struggled repeatedly to no avail, until Wen Changxun put her firmly into the back seat of the black Pullman, which was limited to 200 units worldwide, buckled her seat belt, and ruffled her hair.
A faint light shone out from her heart that had been sealed for so long.
The gentle and elegant man's fingertips were cold, but the blush on his ears and neck was faintly visible. He was a dignified young man with a cold and aloof temperament, but he had never been so gentle to a woman.
He felt sorry for her, her weight was too light, and the ice-breaking tenderness in her eyes slowly flowed.
She said softly: "You are right, I do have something to do today. But my driver will take you back, just tell him where you want to go."
"Also, I was out of the country a few days ago, so I didn't contact you. I didn't expect Miss Gu to have the talent for design. Consider coming to my company. The conditions are whatever you want."
Gu Liangyan's heart was racing. She avoided the man's sincere gaze and dug her nails deeply into the back of her hand.
Then she decisively interrupted him and said sternly: "Mr. Wen, we are not familiar with each other! You don't know my past, and you don't know who I am. Please don't be nice to strangers casually. You are easily hurt, do you understand?
"
How could someone like her deserve the favor of such a noble and elegant man?
If Wen Changxun knew that she was Li Jingyuan's wife, knew that she had been in prison, knew that she suffered from depression, knew that she often harmed herself unconsciously, knew that she was living in hell all the time.
Then he will be...disappointed.
For such a moment, Gu Liangyan wanted to go back to the person she was before. At least, the person she was before could afford anyone's sacrifice.
Underneath her mask of pretending to be strong, is a body riddled with holes.
The hand pressing the bleeding mark was covered with the seat belt, and with a determined look of ridicule on his face, Gu Liangyan waited for Wen Changxun to turn around and leave. He spoke harshly, but she didn't even look at him from beginning to end.
Suddenly, Gu Liangyan's stiff shoulders were covered by big hands, and warmth spread throughout his body.
Wen Changxun did not leave decisively like the first time. As if he noticed Gu Liangyan's uneasiness, his cold voice was more comforting: