The beauty god is forced to love every day

There was a cracking sound in the room, and Mu Tingxiao suddenly broke free from the restraints. His wrists were covered with red marks, and he tore off the black cloth from his eyes.

Only then could he see the whole room clearly. It was almost the same as the one he had built under Mu Garden, and it was surrounded by bright red Corollas.

The difference was that the big bed was built in a different shape. He couldn't help but smile and didn't worry at all.

Instead, he lay down again with a clear conscience, indulging himself in the place that was filled with the scent of love, and was nostalgic for it…

After a long time, he slowly stood up and walked towards the bathroom. When he came out, he was wearing a white shirt with no buttons fastened.

There was a flush of desire on her skin, and her short black hair fell naturally, dripping with crystal water droplets.

He looked at the portraits of him scattered around the room, some of him in combat fatigues, some in a black suit, and some in a bloodstained red shirt.

There was also a naked photo, and he stared at it for a long time, inevitably comparing it with his own several times.

She took it off silently, and said in a rare arrogant tone, "I'm not that small."

the other side.

White Garden.

Mayor Lu Chen held a coming-of-age ceremony for his daughter. The lights were bright and the music was melodious. All the dignitaries in the upper class of Beijing gathered here.

I want to see the face of the mayor's daughter.

Yan Qing was dressed in a black suit, his manners were elegant and decent, his face was stern, and he would lower his eyes from time to time to look at his watch.

He didn't care about these people's flattery.

The Lu family and the Yan family are aristocratic families. Lu Chuanyu grew up with him. Both of them were troublemakers when they were young.

But later Lu Chuanyu was sent abroad, and the two had less interactions.

Regardless of the reason, he had to attend today's banquet. He sighed silently.

I don’t know what Mu Tingxiao is doing now?

When Lu Chuanyu arrived, he saw Yan Qing surrounded by people. He picked up a glass of champagne and walked over.

"Xiao Yanzi, what are you thinking about? You look absent-minded."

Yan Qing came back to her senses and glanced at Lu Chuanyu, "Nothing."

The people around couldn't help but drop their jaws when they heard Mr. Lu say "Little Yan" and looked at each other in bewilderment.

The current person in charge of the Yan family is even more decisive and ruthless than Yan Junze. His methods are iron-blooded and cold-blooded.

Lu Chuanyu stared at Yan Qing, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, so he could only take a sip of wine irritably.

Yan Qing noticed Lu Chuanyu's tangled expression and slowly said, "Just tell me if you have something to say?"

"My mother wants me to ask you if you are interested in my sister." After Lu Chuanyu said this, he felt like a deflated ball.

Yan Qing clenched the wine glass in his hand, his expression indifferent, "I have a lover."

Lu Chuanyu was obviously stunned for a moment, his eyes full of shock, "When did you find someone you like? Is she pretty?"

Yan Qing thought of Mu Tingxiao, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, "Very beautiful."

Lu Chuanyu immediately became interested, "How beautiful must she be for you to say she is beautiful? Maybe she is a fairy?"

Yan Qing nodded, but then felt that it was inappropriate, so she added, "Not a fairy, but a beautiful wolf king."

"What..." Lu Chuanyu was startled and asked uncertainly, "A man."

"Yes." Yan Qing did not shy away from this.

Lu Chuanyu drank the wine in his hand and suppressed the huge waves in his heart, "Wait for me to slow down."

Yan Qing stroked the ring on her hand, thinking of Mu Tingxiao.

It was not until the banquet was almost over that Yan Qing found a time to leave.

As soon as I reached the door, I saw Wangyou waiting, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, "Where is Zijing?"

Wangyou took Yan Qing's coat and said, "Zijing asked to be punished. I will take over Zijing's position for the near future."

Yan Qing didn't say anything when he heard this and was about to get in the car when a figure suddenly rushed out from the darkness. Wangyou reacted in time and knocked the man to the ground.

One or two excited voices echoed in Yan Qing's mind, [Boss, it's Shen Duoduo, it looks like the plot line is back. ]

Yan Qing looked at Shen Duoduo who had fallen to the ground, calmly ordering, "Have someone send her to the hospital."

"Yes." Wangyou responded respectfully, lowered his eyes to glance at the disdain, and quickly made arrangements.

Shen Duoduo felt pain all over her body. She raised her pitiful eyes and looked at Yan Qing lovingly, "Ah Qing, I am Duoduo!"

"I know." Yan Qing turned around and was about to leave without even looking at him.

Shen Duoduo didn't expect that Yan Qing, who loved her to death, now didn't even look at her, with resentment in his eyes.

She gritted her teeth and stood up, tears welling up in her eyes, "Ah Qing, I don't blame you for not saving me back then."

"I was young at the time and didn't want to delay my studies, so I didn't agree to your request. But now I understand. The person I have always loved is you."

"You must still love me too!"

One or two little hands embraced and flew to Shen Duoduo's side, "Boss, why does she cry when I say so?"

Yan Qing ignored him and looked back at Shen Duoduo with a cold look in her eyes. "I'm sorry for what happened back then. I made you misunderstand."

"I don't like you, please don't bother me, Miss Shen. If you do it again, go and use the sewing machine!"

Wangyou saw that his boss didn't do anything stupid when he saw Shen Duoduo, so he went to drive with peace of mind.

Shen Duoduo was frightened by Yan Qing's eyes and her body couldn't help but tremble, but she thought that she might have to return to her previous hard days.

With a determined heart, I rushed forward...

Yan Qing, who had been prepared, dodged to the side and looked coldly at Shen Duoduo who had fallen flat on her face.

"Miss Shen, if you do something like this again, I don't mind sending you to jail right now."

After saying this, Yan Qing turned around and got into the car.

Shen Duoduo watched the car drive away, clenched her hands tightly, and her face was twisted with unwillingness.

How is it possible? When Yan Qing was pursuing him, she was so adoring and always available at his beck and call. But in just one year, she seemed like a completely different person.

She didn't believe it and thought he must be pretending. Men care about their reputation the most. As long as she gave in a few more times, she would definitely win him over.

in the car.

Wangyou thought of what happened during the day and couldn't help but say something more, "Boss, Mr. Mu is back. Do you need to order daily necessities and clothes to be sent to Yuyuan?"

Yan Qing slowly opened his eyes, "Not for now, I'm not going to let him out."

Wangyou: “………”

OS: That’s what I can listen to.

But he still maintained his professional ethics, "Do we need to hire a chef?"

"Yes." Yan Qing responded, "Pack up a portion of Xingji's food and I'll take it back."

Wangyou watched the traffic light ahead turn red and slowly stopped. "It's already packed. It's in the trunk."

"There are also some daily necessities and newly tailored clothes. I think the boss might be able to use them."

Yan Qing stared at Wangyou, who was wearing a white shirt in front of him. The 27-year-old Wangyou was calm and did everything perfectly.

He is considerate and attentive, and he looks good, but he has never had anyone he likes, not even someone he is ambiguous with.

Qiu Qi, who is younger than him, is married and has a lovely daughter, while Zijing's lover is a gentle university professor.

I've met him a few times. He's a nice person, gentle and polite, and he treats Zijing well.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Wangyou, why haven't you gotten married yet?"

Wangyou was obviously stunned for a moment, his hands holding the steering wheel tightened unconsciously, and a picture flashed through his mind.

On the night of late autumn, the boy was wearing a green vest and a white shirt. He looked very well behaved, except that his short ice-blue hair was a little noticeable.

After a while, he slowly responded, "I haven't met the right one."

Yan Qing did not ask any further questions, but just looked at the corner of the green chain exposed on Wangyou's wrist, as if thinking about something.

The car quickly returned to Yuyuan.

Yan Qing carried the food box and looked at the things in the car, "Help me take it in!"

"Yes, boss."

The two stepped into the living room and saw the chaotic scene on the floor. A flash of embarrassment crossed Yan Qing's face, and he regretted bringing people in.

Wangyou was very calm, and put the things neatly on the table, "Do you need me to clean it up?"

“No…no more.” A crack appeared on Yan Qing’s stern face, and he coughed lightly, “You go back first!”

"Ok."

It was not until everyone left that Yan Qing felt his face getting hot. He was cleaning up the mess left behind yesterday. His torn shirt was stained with water stains, which had now dried.

Every corner was dirty and it took him a while to clean up.