The man of scumbag Gulnazar

As the conversation deepened, Qin Tian's shock grew stronger, like a tidal wave crashing over him.

"What? He actually got jealous over that song? That's so petty! I've never seen such a stingy man!" Qin Tian was already quite drunk, and the emotions he had been suppressing all day burst forth like a flood, and he joined the chorus of complaints without hesitation.

Mr. Yang, standing nearby, also opened up, agreeing, "That's right, that's right! What kind of man is he? He's just a guy who only lasts three minutes. And he's extremely insecure and has absolutely no confidence—just an old man!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Tian nodded in agreement and continued to flatter Boss Yang: "That's right! A woman as naturally beautiful and charming as our Sister Mi would have suitors lining up all the way from Beijing to romantic France!"

Upon hearing this, Boss Yang's grievances and anger were reignited. She cursed the unfaithful man while recalling all the unbearable experiences she had had in the past.

Overwhelmed with sorrow, she exclaimed, "Yes, what did I even see in him? Why am I suffering like this? I had so many suitors, how could I have chosen such a scumbag! I was so blind back then!" Her eyes welled up with tears as she spoke.

Seeing this, Qin Tian quickly chimed in with a tirade: "That's right! What right does this useless coward have to smear you? He's a complete scumbag!"

Mr. Yang was drunk and his thoughts were in complete disarray, but his anger remained undiminished.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, what right does he have? He can chat with people about scripts late at night without any restraint, and then he turns around and falsely accuses me? We have a clean relationship, and we've done nothing wrong, yet he dares to slander me like this! Since he's so unjust and ruthless, then don't blame me for being heartless and ruthless. I'm going to do something to show him!"

"Yes," Qin Tian had just finished agreeing.

In that instant, Boss Yang suddenly stood up. Her movements were swift and decisive, like a bolt of lightning streaking across the night sky.

Without hesitation, she lunged at Qin Tian and passionately kissed his lips.

At this moment, Qin Tian was completely stunned. His brain seemed to have stopped working instantly, becoming extremely sluggish.

Qin Tian was also under the influence of alcohol, his eyes glazed over.

Could it be... just a dream? Or has he really traveled back to his past life? This dreamlike feeling left him somewhat dazed, and a surge of intense joy and excitement welled up within him—could it be that his long-held dream had actually become a reality at this moment?

Meanwhile, Boss Yang and Qin Tian were both clearly intoxicated by the alcohol.

They forgot about the world around them, letting their innermost emotions surge forth like a raging tide.

Their embrace grew tighter and their kisses more passionate, as if they wanted to merge each other into their own bodies.

Looking at Boss Yang again, as a young woman, she naturally exudes a unique charm.

Especially now, her originally bright eyes appeared somewhat hazy and dreamy due to the alcohol, but it was precisely this look that made her exude an irresistible charm.

Compared to young women like Naza who have never had children, the unique charm and maturity of a married woman are even more captivating and unforgettable.

Young people don't know how good their aunts are, and mistake a young girl for a treasure.

They were exhausted for what seemed like an eternity before they both fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, warm sunlight streamed gently into the room through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating the entire space.

Boss Yang slowly woke up, rubbed her eyes, and sat up gently.

Her gaze swept across the room, noticing clothes scattered everywhere, as if a wild party had taken place. Memories of last night's drinking flooded back, gradually becoming clearer in her mind.

To her surprise, despite being completely drunk, she clearly remembered everything that had happened, including the moment she threw herself at Qin Tian.

Mr. Yang sat quietly on the bed, recalling his intimate moments with Qin Tian last night, and a slight smile crept onto his lips.

It must be admitted that young people do have boundless energy and charm, far surpassing those "three-minute men" by a wide margin.

Thinking of this, she felt no regret whatsoever; instead, a feeling of regret for not having met her sooner arose spontaneously.

Just then, Qin Tian, ​​who was beside him, also woke up from his sleep. He opened his eyes, looked around blankly, and after a moment realized that what had happened last night was not a dream, but a real event.

Qin Tian slowly turned his head and happened to meet the gaze of Boss Yang.

Their eyes met, and time seemed to freeze in that moment. Surprisingly, there was neither the usual panic nor any regret in their eyes; instead, there was a faint, delicate love.

Perhaps it was all fate's arrangement! Qin Tian's many goddesses from his past life were actually fulfilled in this life (it's just a bit of a pity that Qin Tian had too many goddesses in his heart).

However, it's also possible that Qin Tian possesses an irresistible charm. He's young, talented, and exceptionally handsome. Anyone who sees such a man would likely be captivated.

And what about Boss Yang? In fact, she had long fantasized in her heart that Qin Tian harbored feelings for her. Perhaps it was because of this long-term psychological suggestion that when the moment actually arrived, she accepted it so quickly, as if everything had fallen into place naturally.

Just then, their eyes met, like two electric currents colliding in the air, creating a dazzling spark. Their gazes intertwined and pulled at each other, as if invisible threads bound them tightly together. As time passed, the distance between them grew closer and closer, and the surrounding air seemed to heat up.

Finally, their lips gently touched, like two delicate flower petals nestled together.

In that instant, the whole world seemed to stand still, leaving only two hearts beating intensely and merging together...

Since waking up, Qin Tian and Boss Yang haven't exchanged a single word, yet they share a remarkable understanding.

I calmed myself down.

Qin Tian skillfully took out a chessboard and went to play chess with Boss Yang to relieve his emotions.

Qin Tian held a white piece, his gaze fixed intently on the chessboard. His fingers gently caressed the piece, as if sensing the power of each move. He climbed to the summit, seemingly suspended in the clouds, overlooking the entire game.

Boss Yang, also holding the black pieces, exuded composure and confidence. With a soft "hmm," she assumed her stance. The black pieces unleashed a powerful momentum, sweeping in like a storm, leaving everyone in awe.

Qin Tian looked at the complex and magnificent scene, which swept in like a storm, and couldn't help but feel shocked.

They could only do everything in their power to resist.

On the chessboard, the black and white pieces are like two armies facing off, locked in a fierce battle.

The situation created by the white pieces is magnificent.

Meanwhile, the black dragon, like a ferocious beast, was trying to break the tranquility.

The pieces of both sides were intertwined, and the game was tense and fierce.

White cleverly positioned itself to defend its territory, while Black launched a fierce offensive, pressing forward relentlessly.

Every move in the game is full of wisdom and strategy, and the players are completely focused, thinking about their next move.

As the game progresses, the situation becomes increasingly unpredictable.

The white and black pieces are entangled and difficult to separate.

Both sides are doing their best to find the other's weakness.

Black has a slight advantage, but White is not to be outdone and puts up a stubborn resistance.

At this crucial moment, Mr. Yang stared intently at the chessboard, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

Her eyes revealed tension and anticipation, as if one could see the flames of war on the chessboard.

Suddenly, the black pieces launched a fierce attack, and the white pieces were in trouble.

Mr. Yang couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, and then gave up resisting.

Qin Tian skillfully used the chess pieces to launch a thrilling attack.

Although it was the first time I discussed chess with Mr. Yang, I didn't expect it to be such a good match.

At this moment, Qin Tian couldn't help but recall a line from a movie: "Wife, we're very compatible!"