Villas on the outskirts of the city.
The black velvet curtains opened wide, and moonlight poured in down the huge floor-to-ceiling glass. Looking out from the window, the night view of City B in the distance is full of sight, and it is prosperous.
Fang Xin liked this place very much. Since Chu Shaoyan took her here once, she chose this place for every tryst with them later.
There was an ambiguous trace in the bedroom, and the smell was very strong. From the moment the two entered the door at night, she was pressed behind the door once, and then into the bedroom, four full hours have passed.
Chu Shaoyan got up from Fang Xin, took a bathrobe and draped it on the bedside. Soon, the smell of cigarettes filled the bedroom.
The moonlight was like water, and there was no expression on his face.
Fang Xin coughed twice from choking, and his body was like water wrapped around Chu Shaoyan’s shoulders, and his eyes stared straight at the handsome and beautiful man in front of him.
“Shao Yan, are you worried?”
From the time he walked in, he hadn’t spoken to her seriously except for the words on the bed. A cold face had been tight, showing that he was not in a good mood.
Chu Shaoyan tilted her head slightly, and met Fang Xin’s eyes at a glance. Under the moonlight, her eyes were shining like jade, and when she smiled, there seemed to be a kind of gleaming brilliance, which was strange to the eyes in the memory. Similar to…
He was in a daze, and then took a heavy puff of cigarette, squeezing out the cigarette butt in the ashtray next to him.
“Don’t trouble Song Miao in the future.” When he recovered, these words had already blurted out.
His voice was low, but with a hint of coldness.
Fang Xin was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong, but seeing the indifferent look on Chu Shaoyan’s face, a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and she said aggrieved: “Shao Yan…you misunderstood me. Today, it is indeed true. Because Song Miao took the credit for the Tianqingshuiwan project, I went to her out of anger. You also know that I was responsible for this project with her. Who knew Song Miao was such a person, I—”
“Speaking of you being responsible for this project together with her, have you ever participated in the design draft?”
Listening to Fang Xin’s constant shirking of responsibilities, Chu Shaoyan frowned impatiently, and he stood up directly. There was an inexplicable irritability in his heart at this moment, which made him unable to stay here for a moment.
Fang Xin was taken aback, thinking he was leaving, and hurriedly hugged him, “Shao Yan, haven’t I been with you recently, so I don’t have much time for that project, but I did it for you. Moreover. ……Although I am not involved in the design, I am involved in the entire progress…”
She looked very pitiful, and her eyes turned red.
Chu Shaoyan also looked at her eyes, but frowned, and directly pushed away Fang Xin’s hand, “In the future, don’t come to me. Since you like this villa so much, then give it to you. .”
He put on the clothes on his own, leaving Fang Xin a ruthless back.
…
Song Miao had several dreams this night, but she could not remember much.
She can remember that in her dream, she saw her mother who hadn’t been in her dream for a long time. Mother looked kind and touched her head and said to her, “Miaomiao, mother wants to see you happy.”
Song Miao burst into tears, “Mom, can you come back then? Miaomiao misses you.”
“Stupid boy, Miaomiao has grown up. There will be a man who will take good care of Miaomiao for her mother. Miaomiao will live happily.”
happy?
Since marrying Chu Shaoyan, this word seems to have followed her away.
She originally thought that Chu Shaoyan was the man who would give her happiness, but she never woke up from the nightmare of the past two years.
She still wanted to say something to her mother, but after a burst of white light, the gentle and beautiful woman gradually moved away.
Song Miao struggled violently.
She seemed to be able to feel someone talking in a low voice around her, and she could hear the footsteps deliberately lowering her voice. She knew that seeing her mother was just her dream, but she didn’t want to wake up, nor did she want to wake up.
She missed her mother.
Her body was so hot that she moaned in a low voice.
But then, there was a sudden cold all over her body, and she seemed to be embraced with a slight cold breath.
The back was lightly patted, and the rhythm was so warm that she wanted to cry.