He's super cute

"I, you..." Wen Xi covered the quilt tightly, her little face was bloodless, and her pupils were trembling, "Last night?"

He couldn't figure out what was going on.

"What do you think?" Qin Mubai leaned closer to him, the smell of tobacco was so familiar that his heart trembled, "I thought about it..."

"My pet died, I am very sad, maybe God took pity on me and sent you to me."

"You two have so similar names, what else could be the reason besides God's will?" Qin Mubai's dark eyes stared at him, making it more and more difficult to fathom his emotions and tell the depth.

"I drank too much last night, maybe I lost my composure..." Wen Xi clenched her hands under the quilt and told herself to calm down, "Master Qin, please forgive me."

"They are all adults, so let's pretend that what happened last night didn't happen."

Wen Xi's slender and thick eyelashes trembled, like fluttering butterfly wings, anxiously saying "Gass..." Qin Mubai repeated these two words slowly, his eyes were heavy, and his beautiful eyebrows showed slight trembling Smiling, "What are you panicking about?"

"I remember that this is the second time we met."

"Whoever wakes up, it will be difficult to calm down with a strange man lying next to him." Wen Xi's heart constricted for a while, with an innocent and helpless expression on his face.

The fear Qin Mubai brought to him was too deep. He knelt at this man's feet and looked up at him for five whole years. He was terrified of Qin Mubai's moodiness.

He shattered his spine bit by bit, slowly rotting and stinking in a dark corner, and all his dignity and personality were trampled under his feet, worthless.

"Really?" Qin Mubai raised his eyebrows, as if feeling bored, got out of bed and wrapped himself in a nightgown casually, with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, "Write down my mobile phone number."

"You'd better be on call from now on."

...... "Have you found it?" Jiang Yan lowered his eyes, tapped the rim of the teacup lightly with his fingers, and sat behind the large desk, the corners of his mouth were slightly pressed, adding a little bit of excitement to his thin face. Sharp and daunting.

"I found it," Secretary Wang gently pushed his glasses with his index finger, "Jiangnan Bai, the current head of the Jiang family, put his business center in Country M after falling out with Mr. Jiang five years ago, and is currently developing a project .”

"He has always done everything himself, arranged tasks for his subordinates, went to a place with few people for investigation, and couldn't contact anyone for the time being."

"I can't contact anyone..." Jiang Yan pondered for a moment, the knuckles on the rim of the cup were distinct, he turned to put down the teacup, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a smile of interest, "To trouble him, it's best to stop him completely." together for a while."

"You..." Secretary Wang didn't understand his operation.

"Put pressure on the Wen family." Jiang Yan stood up and continued calmly, "I see how he can get married."

"My people are also worthy of contamination?"

Jiang Yan's voice was cold, and there was a shocking possessive desire in his eyes.

......Jiang Yuqing sees Wen Xi less and less frequently, and locks himself in the study every time he comes home late at night.

It wasn't until the sky slowly revealed light that he huddled on the single bed in the study room and barely rested for a while.

Jiang Yuqing didn't even have a chance to talk to him, only heard a few words occasionally, it seemed that something went wrong with the company.

When he asked, Wenxi just smiled and comforted him, it will be resolved soon, and it will get better.

But in just a few days, Wen Xi seemed to have lost a lot of weight, her clothes were all empty, and the bruises under her eyes were getting heavier and heavier.

Jiang Yuqing was anxious, but had nowhere to start.

I sent a message to my brother, but nothing came of it, saying that I went to another remote mountain and old forest to investigate the project.

....... The night is as silent as soaked in ink.

"There may be some acquaintances of yours..." The young man was polite and led Jiang Yuqing to the box, "They are all very famous people in the art world."

Jiang Yuqing's brows and eyes were cold, and the raised eye ends did not dilute the air-conditioning on his body at all, but mixed together, with an indescribable charm in the coldness.

The young man couldn't help but feel flustered. He didn't expect that Qing, who became famous in the world a few years ago, would be so young, and still a little beauty.

"Please."

Jiang Yuqing thought about Wen Xi, and nodded absently.

Unexpectedly, he was looking into Shang Cheng Yu's surprised and frightened eyes.

Jiang Yuqing glanced at him indifferently, his face didn't change, as if he just randomly picked up an unimportant object.

He was surrounded by the stars and sat in the middle, with his eyes downcast, under the warm light of the glazed lamp, his whole body was covered with a layer of faint golden light, and his gestures were pleasing to the eye, as if he was born to be surrounded and loved, growing up in a brocade grove .

It is completely different from that timid Yu Xiaoque.

Where does Yu Xiaoque have such a dignified temperament, a vulgar little beggar is hard to be elegant.

"He is..." Cheng Yu bit his lower lip and asked Feng Yi in a low voice, "Why is he here?"

With a smile on Feng Yi's face, he looked at Jiang Yuqing with admiration in his eyes, "Don't you know?"

"A few years ago, his works had been auctioned for sky-high prices, but they disappeared later. I didn't expect him to be so young, and he is a formidable future."

"You participated in the Excellence Competition two years ago, and the style is very similar to his." Feng Yi looked at Cheng Yu and asked in doubt, "You don't know?"

Cheng Yu felt a chill run up his spine and up his head.

He couldn't help sweating his palms and his brain was bleeding.

same style...

It must be Yu Xiaoque.

He must be Yu Xiaoque.

The man who has been dead for two years, he is back!

Jiang Yuqing took a few sips of wine, feeling a little dizzy.

He rubbed the corner of his forehead and moved slowly to the bathroom. He didn't look at the road for a while, and bumped into someone accidentally, "Sorry."

But the person in front of him didn't move or make a sound.

"Yu Xiaoque."

Jiang Yuqing rubbed her forehead with her hand, and slowly raised her eyes.

Cheng Yu's complexion was pale, and his cheekbones were high and protruding, as if there were only a handful of bones left.

"You've got the wrong person." Jiang Yuqing's eyes were indifferent.

"Why do you come back after you're dead?" Cheng Yu's eyes were gloomy, and he muttered to himself, "Yes, you came to rob Ayan from me."

"You trash who can't even protect a child dares to fight with me, I'm not afraid of you..."

The air conditioner was fully turned on, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his hands and feet trembled abnormally.

"Don't worry, no one wants to snatch the things in the garbage dump." Jiang Yuqing turned his eyes slightly in the dim light, and glanced at him lightly, "However, I heard that you have a painting with my style Similar?"

"You should be damned...bring that evil seed with you." Cheng Yu gritted his molars and stared at Jiang Yuqing.

"What a pity." Jiang Yuqing pursed her lips and turned her head, like a spring flower just blooming, "Don't worry, I will settle our accounts one by one." He patted Cheng Yu's shoulder lightly and leaned closer to him ear, lowered his voice.

After speaking, he walked around Chengyu slowly.

Jiang Yuqing kneaded his right wrist, and took a deep breath. He just thought it was ridiculous. How could he think that such a person was unattainable two years ago, and he was the pride of heaven that he couldn't compare to.

He pushed open the door of the box, and there was an instant silence inside the door.

"Hey, where is the little beauty?"

"Who is called beauty?"

Jiang Yuqing squinted her eyes, then stepped back to look at the number.

"Sorry, I went the wrong way." He was about to exit to close the door when he caught a glimpse of a familiar face.

"Boss Wen is not giving me face?" The man narrowed his small eyes and grinned to the back of his ears, holding a glass of wine.

Wen Xi's face was blushing, her eyes were slightly fluttering, and she propped her head on the table, apparently quite drunk.

"If Boss Wen is like this..." The man put down his glass heavily, "This business is out of the question."

"I, I drink..." Wen Xi shook her head and stood up with support, "Please take care of this cooperation."

Recently, the business of the Wen family has been hit one after another, and most of the cooperative companies have terminated their contracts. Wen Xi has been very busy during this time, and he can't give up a little opportunity.

"That's right." The man smiled with satisfaction, "Except for me, few people dare to intervene in your matter."

Wen Xi resisted the discomfort in his stomach, and the wine glass in front of him seemed to be an illusion.

"I'll drink it for him." Jiang Yuqing went straight to Wen Xi's side, picked up the glass and drank it down in one gulp, with a cold expression, "Is it all right?"

"Are you his little fiance?" The man looked him up and down, and then remembered, "I saw you at the engagement banquet, you and Mr. Jiang..."

"Fiance?" A voice as low as a cello came from the corner.

"Look, I found something interesting."

The man stood up slowly, as if he had discovered some surprise, his eyes flashed with a strange light, "Has anyone ever told you that you look a lot like the canary that Jiang Yan lost?"

"No one has ever said that." Jiang Yuqing was neither cold nor indifferent, and held onto Wen Xi's hand tightly, "Only you have said that."

Why did Xixi get involved with Qin Mubai again?

This dog is haunted.

"My dog ​​likes that canary the most..." Qin Mubai was not annoyed, he slowly raised Wen Xi's chin, with a smile on his face, as if he was suppressing his excitement, and his nerves were excited , "Then what do you think, where is my dog?"

"Didn't you see it when you looked in the mirror?" Jiang Yuqing was startled, but with a calm face, he slapped his hand away, and with a hint of sarcasm, he pulled the dazed Wenxi back a few steps, "I want Take my fiancé back."

Qin Mubai looked at the backs of the two leaving, and the strong undercurrent in his eyes was about to become real.

He dialed Jiang Yan's phone number, "The little fiance of the Wen family looks exactly like your canary."

"Last time, I only paid attention to Wen Xi."

"I know." Jiang Yan was not surprised at all.

"You already knew?" Qin Mubai lowered his eyebrows and said in a harmonious voice.

"Little Bird is just Jiang Yuqing's stand-in." Jiang Yan's tone was calm, "Of course they look alike."

"That Wenxi, one has a similar name and one looks like..." Qin Mubai seemed eager to grasp some evidence, "There must be something tricky."

"I sent someone to check. The two of them were rehabilitated in the same nursing home. That Wenxi was called Wenxi since birth." Jiang Yan paused, then asked with a smile, "You don't think there is such a thing as resurrection of the dead in the world?" about?"

"It's just a coincidence."