At night, the soft and obedient girl was kissed by the big boss in the Beijing circle and cried

Liang Hanyue stared at him blankly with watery eyes, and subconsciously stepped back, but...

He didn't loosen his grip on her mouth.

Liang Hanyue felt like her mouth was about to be pulled into Donald Duck, so she reached out and slapped his hand away, "What are you doing!"

Jin Yanchen said in a calm voice, "If you keep talking about breaking up, I'll fuck you until you cry."

Liang Hanyue's fair little face suddenly turned red like a tomato, "You... are vulgar! You are a hooligan!"

The rude hooligan looked indifferent as if he was not the one being scolded. His warm big hands wrapped around her slender waist and pulled her into his arms.

Liang Hanyue wanted to keep a distance from him and leaned back.

"I know you are flexible, so don't look up." Jin Yanchen pressed her head into his arms.

Liang Hanyue reached out and pushed his chest, "Jin Yanchen, I'm serious, stop messing around."

"I'm serious too." Jin Yanchen lowered his head, his breath spraying on her cheek, and said in a low, hoarse voice: "Unless, you don't like me."

"I..." Liang Hanyue paused, avoiding his knowing eyes, and said insincerely: "I just don't like you."

"Really?" Jin Yanchen spoke softly, slowly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and clicked on the recording, and a soft voice sounded.

"How much do you miss me?"

"I miss you so much..."

"Why do you miss me?"

"Of course it's because I like you..."

If she was just feeling angry and ashamed, then Liang Hanyue, who was now listening to the recording, was so ashamed that even her neck was turning a faint pink. "I was just talking nonsense while drunk, so don't take it seriously. You... why are you recording me?"

Jin Yanchen curled his lips slightly, "I only speak the truth when I'm drunk."

Liang Hanyue said anxiously, "Hurry up and delete it."

Jin Yanchen locked his phone and put it back in his pocket, "Don't delete it."

"Hurry up and delete it." Liang Hanyue urged, even wanting to take the phone out of his pocket.

Jin Yanchen held down her unruly little hand, and looked at her with eyes as sticky as glue, "Don't tease me."

Liang Hanyue heard some suppressed emotion in his voice, and she instantly jumped up from the sofa like a spring, putting some distance between them.

"It doesn't matter whether you delete it or not. Anyway, there is no possibility for us to be together."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to his room.

"Xiao Yueya..." Jin Yanchen called her slowly.

Liang Hanyue stopped and looked back at him.

Jin Yanchen still sat on the sofa without moving, his dark eyes flickering, his gaze gentle and affectionate, "You know why I'm angry, and I also know why you want to break up, but if I tell you that the problems you're worried about won't happen, will you still insist on breaking up?"

Liang Hanyue felt as if something had pinched the tip of her heart, causing her to feel both sore and numb for a moment, but she quickly suppressed the strange feeling in her heart. "I don't know why you're angry. Whatever you think, I won't change my decision anyway. Go back."

Jin Yanchen was silent for a long time. When she was about to enter the bedroom, he suddenly said, "Are you not staying up to celebrate the New Year?"

Liang Hanyue stood with her back to him and said coldly, "There's not even a firework, what's there to guard?"

After saying that, he went into the bedroom and closed the door with a bang.

Liang Hanyue walked to the bed and sat down, then casually fell on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. She felt uncomfortable when she thought that he was still sitting in the living room.

I turned over and lay on the bed, trying hard to restrain myself. I don’t know how long it took before I felt my arms were numb from holding the pillow. When I stood up, I accidentally touched the pillow, revealing a corner of the red envelope.

Liang Hanyue picked up the red envelope and opened it. It contained a thick, brand new cash red envelope, along with a red card with calligraphy that read:

Little Crescent Moon, Happy New Year, peace and prosperity.

Liang Hanyue put the card into the drawer, got up with the red envelope and went out to find him.

There was no one in the empty living room. I didn't know when he left.

The phone was vibrating. It was a WeChat message from Jin Yanchen.

C: Remember to return the watch.

Liang Hanyue didn't reply to the message and threw her phone on the bed. When she saw the red envelope in her hand, her red lips couldn't help but curl up into a smile.

"Jin Yanchen, Happy New Year."

*

It snowed all night on New Year's Eve, and the next day the entire capital was covered in white snow, with everything in a white outfit.

Liang Hanyue had not planned to go out, but in the afternoon Lu Shengsheng called her and insisted that she go out and play, saying that several people from the crew were getting together.

Unable to resist her nagging, Liang Hanyue had to change clothes and go out.

The bar business was not very good during the Chinese New Year, and there was no one else there except Lu Shengsheng and his friends.

"Happy New Year." Shen Zhixing took the initiative to greet her.

Liang Hanyue replied with Happy New Year and sat down next to Lu Shengsheng.

Seeing that everyone was gathered, Lu Shengsheng asked the waiter to serve wine.

"Drinking alone is boring, how about we play some games?"

"Okay, what should we play?" Lu Shengsheng is a playful person. She was excited and looking forward to playing games when she heard about it.

"We roll the dice, and whoever has the lowest number calls their friend, and whoever has the highest number decides who to beat."

"This is a bit too much. What if it is assigned to the director or producer? How can we face people in the future?" Shen Zhixing said with some concern.

"Oh, don't worry, we're just playing games on New Year's Day. Everyone's just having fun, it won't be too outrageous." Lu Shengsheng blinked, "If you really don't want to make a phone call, you can choose to drink."

Shen Zhixing was helpless, "Okay."

Lu Shengsheng asked the waiter to bring a few dice, and everyone shook them together and revealed the results together.

In the first round, Lu Shengsheng had the lowest points, and Shen Zhixing had the highest points.

Lu Shengsheng straightened her back and said, "Come on, sister, I'm not afraid."

Shen Zhixing thought for a moment and said, "Call the person who posted the latest message on your WeChat Moments and ask to borrow money. At least 500 million."

Lu Shengsheng opened her Moments and saw the latest post was from a producer. She immediately called him and said, "Producer Lin, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year! You're so polite to even call me to wish me a happy new year." Producer Lin said with a smile.

"Lin Zuoren, besides wishing you a happy new year, I have something else to tell you." Lu Shengsheng didn't hesitate and quickly got to the point.

"What's the matter, you say?"

"I want to borrow a small goal from you." Lu Shengsheng opened his mouth loudly.

Producer Lin was silent for a moment, then laughed, "Who are you playing dare or what show are you recording?"

Lu Shengsheng shrugged at them, "Lin Zuozao figured it out himself, it's none of my business."

The others burst into laughter, but Shen Zhixing protested, "I said five million, and you said one hundred million. How could Lin Zuoren not guess it?!"

This concise sentence made Producer Lin understand that they were playing a game. After simply wishing Producer Lin a happy new year, they moved on to the next round.

This time, Lu Shengsheng shook the maximum number, while Liang Hanyue shook the minimum number, and a bad feeling arose.

A sly glint flashed across Lu Shengsheng's eyes. Pretending to be deeply thoughtful, she slowly said, "Call your pinned WeChat friend. Note: Male!"