The image of the two of them being madly entangled on the sofa reappeared in her mind. Just now, although her mind was not clear, she knew at the last moment that he was Bei Xijue and not Huang Ye. It was at that time that she discovered
She breathed a huge sigh of relief, and she could even accept that the man who helped her relieve the effects of the medicine was Bei Xijue.
Suppressing the desire that was about to burst out of his heart, Bei Xijue recalled the scene where he was crazy about her on the sofa. He wanted to ask if he would have obeyed his desires without Lin Yue'er's sudden appearance.
Possess her with your heart.
He smiled softly at the little woman fluttering randomly in the water column. She was only eighteen years old. When did he, Bei Xijue, become so hungry and unscrupulous, and even willing to act as a tool for others to relieve the effects of medicine? Or, just because, the other party
is her?
"Bei Xijue, stop, stop, you bastard!"
The heat gradually subsided, replaced by waves of chills. Oh my god, if this continues, she will freeze to death. Damn uncle, he knows he has no good intentions!
"Ah, Ah sneeze——"
He sneezed heavily, and two tubes of mucus flowed out unsatisfactorily. Bei Xijue stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the water column suddenly disappeared.
"Are you comfortable? My sister."
"Stinky, sneeze, sneeze—"
Shangguantang kept sneezing, shivering from the cold, and stubbornly slapped away the big palm he extended. Bei Xi was not angry at all, and let her stumble to the room, like a slippery little fish.
.Perhaps, he should ask his servants to make a bowl of ginger soup. How has he ever cared so much about a woman?
I really lost to you, my little girl.
Facing her staggering back, he said softly in his heart...
Returning to the room, Shangguan Tang immediately wrapped himself in clothes, slipped into bed, picked up his phone, and found a missed call and a text message inside, all from the same unknown number.
Shangguantang curiously opened the text message. It was simple, with only a few words.
"Tomorrow night at seven o'clock, at the Guild Hall on the other side."
Who is it? So mysterious?
On the other side is a private club with classical decoration. It looks simple and unpretentious from the outside, but in fact it is hard to find. Most of them are the children of high-ranking officials and political and business celebrities who can get in through various nepotism or financial connections. Therefore, it is mysterious in the eyes of ordinary people.
But luxurious.
"Is this Miss Beigong Tangtang?"
The well-dressed male waiter met Shangguan Tang, who was wondering and hesitating. The latter nodded and followed him in.
The interior lights on the other side are dim, dotted with candlelight, and set off by vermilion wallpaper. The whole hall gives people a warm feeling. No wonder it is popular among people who live in a high-paced life every day.
"Miss Beigong, please."
The waiter led her to a door marked "Lan Kwai Fong" and backed away. With doubts, Shangguan Tang reached out and pushed the door open. The door was not closed. As soon as she opened it a crack, something came from her hand.
With a strong force, the whole person was dragged in...
"Mr. Bei is really cheerful. No wonder Bei Shi shines in your hands."
"Mr. Li, thank you very much."
Outside the door of another box, Bei Xijue shook hands with a well-dressed middle-aged man and said goodbye. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the petite figure at the door of the box next door. It seemed that he was a little familiar. Was it his imagination? Or was it just a few short years ago?
After not seeing her for an hour, he began to miss that little girl.