"I have done a lot of shameful things, but it never includes being kept."
After she said that, she turned around and left.
Feng Ying was even more curious about her.
What shameful things have she done?
There are still many more?
Feng Ying suddenly felt that things were interesting.
After leaving his room, Jian Qian was followed by two bodyguards. After entering the elevator, one of them greeted her: "Miss Jian, it was the young lady who sent us to listen to your order."
Jian Qian looked at them and nodded, "Thank you."
She was about to send a WeChat message to thank Zhuo Jian when she saw Liu Yuntian’s unread message and opened it.
"Miss you."
Jian Qian looked at it and suddenly felt disgusted. She quickly clicked on his avatar and then...
She paused for a moment. Was she and the eldest young master Liu just a trial and error after all?
She has loved him.
But, so what?
She knew that she had no life for her cousin because Fu Yanye would not marry anyone else.
After she thought it through, she deleted Liu Yuntian’s WeChat, his phone number, and all contact information.
From then on, if you meet on the road, you should pretend that you don’t know each other.
She doesn't think it's suitable for being friends even if she breaks up, that's too ambiguous.
What's more, she is a civilian, and the eldest master of the Liu family group does not match her at all.
Just start your life again.
Don't buy drunk again.
As Zhuo Jian said, as long as she works hard enough, she will be more and more lucky.
Why bother to make a man’s brain-breaking efforts and to make a career and enjoy your own victory? Isn’t it more delicious?
But someone called her again, "Is it enough for 100,000?"
"What?"
“That night.”
"You probably don't know who my ex is."
"Who is it?"
"I'm poor, but I don't value some money that doesn't belong to me."
After she said that, she hung up the phone. After getting home, she didn't think about it anymore. After eating a piece of chocolate chip cookie, she went to wash and go to bed.
——
In the morning, she sent Zhuo Jian a WeChat message, reminding her not to forget to keep warm even when the weather is warm, and then she got up and cheered up to cook breakfast for herself.
When the door rang, she went to open it.
"You block me?"
It's Liu Yuntian.
Jian Qian had just had ten seconds, and her mind was blank.
She didn't expect him to appear here again.
When she was determined to forget and let go.
She closed the door, but he quickly pressed the door panel against it, "You really want to do this?"
“Do I have another choice?”
"You know what I think."
"The current situation is always changing, so are people's hearts."
"Is that so? OK, I get it."
He turned around and left again, but after only a few steps, he turned back.
Jian Qian felt a cold wind blowing, and then she held it in her tears in her face, holding it in both hands, and then kissed her fiercely.
Jian Qian's mind was a little confused, but her hands were moved first.
She pushed Liu Yuntian out, then raised her hand and slapped her.
Liu Yuntian was fooled by that slap.
Jian Qian felt her lips hurt and said with a suffocation: "We're over."
Liu Yuntian smiled bitterly, pushed his back alveolar, then turned around and left.
The oil in the pot was dry and smoke began to rise.
She smelled the smell and remembered what she was doing just now, so she ran back quickly.
But the kitchen was already full of smoke, so she hurriedly turned off the natural gas and stood there blankly.
She would not let herself get hurt in the kitchen, nor would she be messy in the kitchen like those who can't cook without common sense.
The pot gradually cooled down on the gas stove, and she was still there and unable to move.
She felt that she might be sick, otherwise why would she be so dizzy?
She went to the hospital herself and confirmed that she had a fever, so she had a dysfunction outside.
It is said that it will take effect in a few hours.
She raised her head and looked silently at the liquid that had just lost less than half of it. When Zhuo Jian arrived, she smiled bitterly.
"Why did you suddenly have a fever?"
"I may not have covered my cover last night."
“…”
Zhuo Jian wanted to believe it too, but when she saw her lips being bitten, she couldn't help staring at her for a while.
"Liu Yuntian went to my house to bite it in the morning. I hate him so much now, so I slapped him in the face. Sister, why did he get a marriage certificate with other women and even come to disturb me?"
Jian Qian pressed against her, weak.
Zhuo Jian raised his hand and touched her hair, "Stay away from this person, don't be sad for this person anymore."
"Um."
Jian Qian agreed, but she still kept tears silently.
Jian Qian has been in Baidu for the best way to forget someone, and one is really said to start another relationship.
When Fanxing met Feng Ying again that night, she was moved.
For nothing else, it is just love between men and women, physical pleasure and venting.
But in the end, reason still prevailed.
But she was blocked at the bathroom door. Feng Ying was wearing a brown shirt, with cigarettes between his fingers, and his tall body covered the light above her head. He asked her, "It looks like you are not very good tonight."
Jian Qian looked up at him.
Feng Ying immediately frowned, pinched her chin with his hand, and squinted his eyes under the light to look at her lips, "Who bites it?"
"Ex -boyfriend."
"Who's surname is Liu?"
“…”
Jian Qian didn't expect him to know so soon, and looked at him in confusion.
"I have something wrong."
Feng Ying suddenly spoke again.
Jian Qian continued to listen quietly.
"Although I'm not clean, the women I sleep in must be clean before I call for a stop."
“…”
"Miss Jane, you can't be an exception."
"Who do you think you are? The emperor? The emperor's concubines will also mess around behind their backs."
"They all died miserably."
Feng Ying didn't expect that she was a man who liked to watch palace dramas. It happened that their family thought they loved it deeply, so he had seen it a few times.
"It's a pity that you are not the emperor, and I am not your concubine."
"You are really hypocritical."
Feng Ying said this again.
Jian Qian was silent and wanted to take away his hand, but as soon as she hugged his wrist, he squeezed his chin and pushed it to the base of the wall.
Someone passed behind them, and Feng Ying's mouth full of smoke was pressed against her lips.
Jian Qian grabbed his shirt fabric with both hands but did not dare to move.
This kind of place is not suitable for being seen as indecent.
But Feng Ying seemed to see her clearly and kissed her intentionally.
Jian Qian's lips were already hurting, but now it hurt even more, but she didn't dare to push it away, just holding his shirt and cloth tightly with her hands.
Soon, he stopped, looked elsewhere, and grabbed her wrist: "Come with me."
Jian Qian didn't dare to speak out, and when she was taken away by him, she only looked at him.
He was soon taken to the car.
He no longer lives in Xingguang, but Shengyuan.
When he entered Shengyuan, Jian Qian was frightened: "Why did you bring me here?"
"Sell it to me for a friendly price."
"What?"
He didn't say anything, and took her to park the car and headed straight to the elevator from the parking lot.
It's not the same building as Zhuo Jian, but her heart is almost jumping out.