Addicted to pretending to be good, paranoid Mr. Bo can't stop

Two years have passed.

The media stood in front of Jiang Yuan and groveled, completely different from their original appearance.

"The eldest daughter of the Chen family finally recognized each other. From now on, the two daughters of the Chen family will inherit a net worth of hundreds of billions."

"It can be said that she is really the daughter of a wealthy family, and she is completely inferior to this daughter!"

Listening to the flattering words of the people in front of her, Jiang Yuan curled her red lips and didn't say much. She just glanced at them indifferently and walked out.

She wore a haute couture dress and walked slowly on the red carpet holding Song Jingnian's arm.

"You are amazing." She glanced at the media in front of her lightly, and her eyes fell on the man beside her.

"The Song family is truly blessed to be able to marry such a powerful upstart!"

"The two of them really joined forces!"

Although there were words of praise in their mouths, their words were filled with a strong sense of ridicule.

"But I'm more powerful." Jiang Yuan raised her eyebrows, "If it weren't for me, your family would have been taken over by the Chen family very quickly."

Song Jingnian ruffled her long hair dotingly, "You, stop messing around." He smiled softly and dotingly.

His voice was deep and sweet, like the sound of a cello.

Jiang Yuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. This feeling was strange, strange and exciting to her, but she knew it very well.

This is not love.

"Young Master Song, what do you think of the rumors on the Internet?"

Song Jingnian raised his eyes and glanced at the reporter in front of him, and then looked back at Jiang Yuan.

There was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and the light flowing from his eyes was unpredictable, "I have no opinion on the rumors on the Internet."

"Young Master Song, don't you mind that Jiang Yuan's private life is chaotic?" the reporter asked again and again.

Song Jingnian narrowed his eyes, "I never mind."

Jiang Yuan reached out and hooked his neck, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "Do you mind if I bribe your family with my money?"

With a smile in her eyes, she broke the situation.

The two stood hand in hand.

Suddenly, a reporter asked, "Jiang Yuan, when will you and Song Jingnian plan to get married?"

Hearing this, Song Jingnian held her arm with slight force.

Jiang Yuan turned her head and smiled brightly at the man, "Let's give it a few years, don't be in a hurry."

"Young Master Song, you have become a hot favorite in foreign model shows in the past two years. Will getting married at this time be bad for your acting career?"

Song Jingnian raised her lips and smiled, "I will follow Jiang Yuan's arrangements."

Reporters: ...

The two entered the banquet hall hand in hand and became the couple that others praise today. Jiang Yuan's law firm's career also flourished and he became the top legal person.

Song Jingnian has also become the chief model of major domestic and foreign brands, and the Song family has customized many brands for him.

Now the Song family relies on him alone to make money.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Jiang Yuan couldn't help but ask as soon as he sat down. "If I had known that today was a charity theme, I wouldn't have dressed so fancy."

She was also thinking that tonight's theme was a charity auction. Since Song Jingnian invited her to the dinner, the auction items must have been arranged.

"I don't want you to be tired. I've sent an assistant to the charity thing I'm going to shoot. You're responsible for sitting there and supporting the scene."

Song Jingnian picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Jiang Yuan curled her lips, "I'm not like you, I can rest every day."

Song Jingnian curled her lips, "I can also stay with you in the company. Anyway, I like to accompany you to do whatever you want to do."

When these words fell into her ears, Jiang Yuan's heart trembled violently, and her breathing stagnated slightly.

"What about you? Don't you need to stay with your family?"

Song Jingnian put down his wine glass and looked at her, his eyes slightly lowered, "I just need to protect you, and I don't need to care about the rest."

His deep magnetic voice made Jiang Yuan feel a little dazed.

His eyes were too serious and focused, making her feel like she was wrapped in something, warm and sweet.

"Jingnian, do you know what your words mean?"

"What does it mean?" Song Jingnian asked pretending to be confused, "I don't care."

"You said you don't care, but do you care that we actually don't have feelings for each other?" She looked at Song Jingnian.

The smile in Song Jingnian's eyes froze. He looked at Jiang Yuan's serious look, his throat was dry and he couldn't say a word.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuan looked at him.

"Jiang Yuan, you don't trust me?"

There was a haze in his eyes, and a chill enveloped his handsome features.

Jiang Yuan frowned.

"Jing Nian, I trust you, but... the love I want is vigorous, earth-shattering, everlasting, unswerving, and never separated."

She looked at him seriously and seriously.

She was so serious that a sourness rose in Song Jingnian's chest. He took a deep look at Jiang Yuan, with pain and pain in his eyes.

"Yuan'er... I love you, more than you think, so can you give me some time?"

Jiang Yuan's face gradually darkened when she saw Song Jingnian's appearance.

She didn't like this kind of activity, and her eyes slowly fell on the phone.

When Jiang Yuan saw these comments, she frowned and clicked on one, which was full of fake news about her and Song Jingnian's love.

You don't need to think about it to know that it was him who released the news.

But she never minded, because she knew in her heart that he was insecure, but the feeling of coercion made her a little bit suffocated.

[Song Jingnian and Jiang Yuan attended the charity dinner together, and the two spent the night together, making love all night long...]

Jiang Yuan's cheeks were slightly hot. She quickly clicked the undo button and then stuffed her phone into her pocket.

"What's wrong?" Song Jingnian was keenly aware of her abnormality.

Jiang Yuan pursed her lips and said, "It's okay, I'll go to the bathroom first."

She got up hastily.

Toilet.

Jiang Yuan leaned against the wall, looking at herself in the mirror in a daze.

Although these photos did not clearly capture the facial expressions of her and Song Jingnian, it can still be seen that their postures are ambiguous.

These ambiguous gestures immediately made her feel very clear in her heart. She knew clearly that she had no feelings for him at all. If she continued to write like this, she would hurt his heart.

Jiang Yuan frowned, feeling upset.

The longer time passed, the more she missed Bao Chenchuan.

She was reminded all the time that he had been dead for two years.

At this time, she heard footsteps not far away. The familiar sound made her tremble. The limping footsteps made her turn around.

She turned around, and sure enough, she saw the familiar man.

He was wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, and he looked particularly handsome.

"Bo Chenchuan." Jiang Yuan murmured to herself. She threw herself into his arms and hugged his strong waist tightly.

The man froze.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in his arms, "You must have mistaken the person, Miss."