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

He Ze's expression was always calm, and even his eyes were extremely calm, "Mrs. Song, I don't care who he is. Regardless of whether he is alive or not, your life is more important, isn't it?"

"You..." Jiang Yuan looked at him in shock. She originally wanted to continue speaking, but was interrupted by He Ze.

"You are going to get married soon, and you have a husband who loves you so much. In the future, you will have... children of your own."

His voice was gentle and his eyes were doting, making it irresistible.

Jiang Yuan looked at him for a long time, and finally said defeated, "Thank you."

***

Night falls quickly and the lights are on.

Jiang Yuan lay on the bed and couldn't sleep, maybe because of the bottle of red wine he drank in the jewelry studio during the day, or because of what He Ze said.

She stared at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep.

I flipped through my phone and dialed the number of my best friend Wen Ting. The beep rang for a long time before Wen Ting's lively voice came from the other end: "Yuan Yuan, I'm really angry!"

"Tingting, come and chat with me!"

"What's wrong with you?" Wen Ting's voice was very soft, "Do you have any unresolved wishes tonight?"

Jiang Yuan lay on the pillow and said softly, "I seem to have seen Bo Chenchuan."

There was silence on the other end for a moment, and Wen Ting chuckled, "You, you are really..."

"You started dreaming at eight o'clock?"

Jiang Yuan complained, "I want to start dreaming, but it's a pity that God won't let me close my eyes."

"I'm not angry with you yet. Your husband is that Song Jingnian. When can he come to our company and shoot some commercials for us?"

"Now you're getting married to a big model, and you're still hiding it!"

Jiang Yuan had a smile in her eyes, "How about we go find you tonight?"

"I don't want it." Wen Ting snorted, "If the two of us go, wouldn't we leave him alone at home?"

"Then when will you come?" Jiang Yuan blinked.

Wen Ting pondered for a moment, "I'll pick you up at your home right now."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yuan felt much happier.

After she finished washing, she sat in front of the dressing table and put on delicate and elegant makeup. The woman's charming appearance was reflected in the mirror.

When Wen Ting came to pick her up, Jiang Yuan had been waiting for her for more than half an hour.

Soothing and melodious music was playing in the car. Wen Ting looked at her with envy in her eyes, "Yuan Yuan, you are so beautiful today!"

Jiang Yuan smiled and touched her cheek, "I look beautiful every day."

Wen Ting curled her lips and said, "Just talk!"

"I'll treat you as a bachelor's night tonight. I'll introduce you to a few friends. There's also a jewelry designer among them. You'll definitely like it."

Her words made Jiang Yuan couldn't help but tremble, and he slowly looked at the other person, "That person can't be He Ze, right?"

"how do you know?!"

"If he comes to your drinking party today, I won't go." Jiang Yuan said.

"Hey! You girl, Mr. He has invited you, why are you still putting on airs!"

"That He Ze... I don't like it." Jiang Yuan looked down at his slender legs and said in a cold voice, "Although he is quite handsome, I just feel something is weird and uncomfortable."

"Are you..." Wen Ting stared at her, "Are you jealous?"

Jiang Yuan raised her eyes, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes, "How is that possible? Don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, don't hide it, I'm not stupid!" Wen Ting leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Don't Mr. He like men? You can't be..."

"Stop the car." Jiang Yuan suddenly shouted.

Wen Ting hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road, "Yuanyuan, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Yuan's eyes remained on the window. She took a deep breath, "I want to vomit!"

"Go down quickly!"

Jiang Yuan opened the car door and walked out.

She squatted on the roadside and vomited wildly. Her stomach was churning with discomfort. She bent over, holding her knees with her hands, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead.

She raised her head and glanced at the dark sky. The moon was bright and the stars were shining. This night should be suitable for watching the moon.

But she was in no mood to appreciate it.

She raised her head and glanced at the street lamp, and she suddenly figured it out in her heart. She whispered softly on her lips, "What on earth am I expecting."

"Then can you still go to the bar?" Wen Ting looked worried.

"go."

"Not only do I want to go, I also want to have fun, and I want to live my own life."

Jiang Yuan's eyes seemed to have suddenly changed. All the original lifelessness had disappeared, and he looked with a smile at the end of his eyes, "Let's go to the bar!"

***

The lights in the bar were dim and the music inside was deafening.

Jiang Yuan picked up a cocktail and walked towards the dance floor. She stood in the middle of the crowd, surrounded by the screams of strangers. She raised her head and drank the drink, then curled her lips and said, " continue."

Her figure is enchanting, and every move she makes reveals her allure.

There were always all kinds of men around her, but she paid no attention to any of them.

"You refuse because he hasn't come yet." Wen Ting glanced at the other party, "Are you waiting for He Ze?"

Jiang Yuan drank the wine in his hand and said, "Do I need to wait for him?"

Her voice was indifferent and distant, and it sounded particularly biting. Wen Ting shook her head, "You just have a boring temper, so you don't know how to communicate feelings."

"Exchange feelings?" Jiang Yuan sneered, "I have no feelings at all."

Wen Ting: "..."

"What about Model Song?" Wen Ting pulled Jiang Yuan over, put her hands on her shoulders, and guided her to dance.

Jiang Yuan pursed her lips and said, "He is my family."

"Family members also have feelings. He is already in my heart..."

"Stop talking." Wen Ting denied, "If you don't love me, you don't love me. You don't need to force yourself."

Jiang Yuan nodded thoughtfully, "Don't force it.

Wen Ting: "..."

"Look." Wen Ting shrugged helplessly, "You have already started to talk sarcastically, why don't you force it."

The eyes in the bar slowly moved to the door. He Ze walked in from the outside, wearing a crisp suit, tall and straight, exuding charm.

His body proportions were extremely well-proportioned, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and slender straight legs. He walked towards this side with steady steps.

Wen Ting tugged on Jiang Yuan's sleeves excitedly, "Yuanyuan, it's He Ze. Does your face look like that man?"

He Ze is a mysterious person in the circle. He is handsome and elegant. The most important thing is that he is a diamond-level golden bachelor. Many ladies want to marry him.

His appearance immediately attracted most people's attention.

Wen Ting lowered her voice and asked, "Yuanyuan, what do you think of He Ze?"

Jiang Yuan looked at her, eyebrows raised slightly, "Not bad."

"Yuan Yuan, I tell you that to untie the bell, you must tie the bell. Look how similar these two are. If you don't try and test, how will you know whether you have forgotten or not?" Wen Ting encouraged.