【Second update】

In a small and dark space, in a hidden position at the door, Xiao Jin pressed Yuan Qingyan against the wall and kissed her fiercely. Those lingering words of love may not be suitable for the relationship between the two of them that has been entangled for twenty years, but instead

These are the only moments that are so direct and without words that they are shocking.

"open……"

In the end, she still couldn't push away the man's arms, so she could only bite his lips. The smell of blood was mixed in the kiss. Xiao Jin was in pain but still had no intention of giving in. Anyway, he wanted to use a fierce kiss to resolve the long-lost relationship.

The pain of lovesickness.

Until the two of them separated out of breath, Xiao Jin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a proud look on his face and looked at Yuan Qingyan with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"Ken is back to work, little fantuan'er."

He caressed Yuan Qingyan's hair ambiguously, wrapped it around his fingertips, and finally placed a gentle kiss on the ends of the hair. He liked the smell of her body. He obviously used strong and alluring perfume as if it were a sharp weapon to arm himself, but there was no way to hide the truth.

The sweet and lovely smell on the hair. This silly girl obviously has the simplest dream, but she pushes herself into a desperate situation in order not to let herself waver.

Looking at Xiao Jin's face so close at hand, Yuan Qingyan clenched her fists, and her perfectly decorated long nails dug deeply into her palms, tingling her heart and turning it red.

She didn't want to waver. She knew that she was walking on the edge of a cliff. If she turned around, she would fall to her death. In order to get revenge and survive, she betrayed herself again and again. She was no longer the stubborn girl she had been for twenty years. At least she still had a purity worth protecting.

, now she is cheap and has nothing, and she is as different as Xiao Jin.

Say no, say no cruelly...

"Don't call me little fantuan'er, Xiao Naihe, have you had enough? We are both adults. We accidentally wiped the gun and had a minor accident. Why bother? As long as your name is released, I don't know how many women there are.

There’s no need for everyone to look bad and embarrass each other if they keep trying to get closer, right?”

The cold words and the firm intentions in the eyes.

It's not that there is no heartbeat, it's not that there is no joy, it's just that there is some love that is never worthy of being spoken out. Yuan Qingyan deeply knows that she is a woman who is not worthy of speaking of love. She tramples all feelings under her feet, and the dirty woman in front of her is not the same.

Xiao Jin's will never be possible.

"Oh? There was no misfire during the cleaning of the gun. What does it mean to be considered a misfire? Will you be obedient and responsible?"

Xiao Jin didn't care about Yuan Qingyan's rejection. He already knew that the answer he would get would be like this if he came forward.

He knew Yuan Qingyan with such tenacious eyes, the little girl who grabbed her trousers in the white snow and tried to survive. It was obviously painful to death, but she refused to speak out, refused to cry, and bit

Even though her lips are bleeding, she has to endure it. It seems that she is alone in the whole world and no one can save her...

"Xiao Naihe!!!"

Yuan Qingyan lowered her voice and wanted to roar, wanted to roar, but due to the environment, she could only stare at this shameless man with furious eyes.

"Xiao Fan Tuan'er, my name is Xiao Jin now, not Xiao Naihe."

Taking a deep breath, taking a deep breath, Yuan Qingyan closed her eyes and kept comforting herself in her heart, don't waver, don't waver, just refuse coldly, just like she usually faces those men who pester her, she can do it.

"Xiao Jin, don't push yourself too far. Every man who has slept with me is responsible. I don't know how many people I have to be responsible for."

Yuan Qingyan's perfect sneer, her eyes moving with disdain, obviously a condescending attitude of looking down on any man, which is in line with her status as a Medusa, but Xiao Jin still looked indifferent, looking directly at her with a half-smile.

other side.

"I don't care about those emotionless and anonymous men. After all, I am Xiao Jin, not Zhang San or Li Si. You should at least give me a name, right?"

What he wants is very simple. For two people to be together, for others, the so-called love is nothing more than a man's intention and his sister's intention. If they are happy with each other, they can be together. But writing about what seems to be the simplest thing is difficult for the two of them.

Saying it is the hardest part...

Yuan Qingyan will never accept Xiao Jin!

"I am not worthy of you, Xiao Jin, we are not suitable. I am walking on a tightrope. If I don't advance, I will retreat. If I fall into the abyss, please don't try to shake me again. We are not impossible. I have already

I got myself dirty and mixed up in this corrupt officialdom. I am the enchantress Medusa, the Black Widow, not the little pink ball from twenty years ago. If I miss some things, I will miss them, and I can never go back."

The most painful thing about love is that two people can never go back together. Yuan Qingyan sneered, but the corners of his eyes stung. The wounds on his palms were still bloodshot. The sadness on the tip of his heart was covered with obscure emotions. He could never go back. The past

Those not-so-good beginnings have been missed and will never start again.

At first, Yuan Qingyan was just a good girl who couldn't bear to be an illegitimate daughter, but at least she was an upright and kind-hearted girl. She had a perseverant character, studied hard, and was sensible and well-behaved. Except for her character, which was too upright and too angular, she couldn't love her properly.

So clean and pure.

The person I was like back then was not worthy of Xiao Naihe. He was the only heir to a famous family and the golden grandson of the Xiao family worth hundreds of billions. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and had a bright future. He was so excellent that he was perfect.

Perfect. With a slender figure, tall and charming, outstanding in reading and sports, and having no worries about food and clothing, the young master is not allowed to pity a pitiful little girl in the end.

What now?

She is a witch that is despised by everyone. She relies on men to get to the top. There are rumors behind her and she is so dirty.

Even if he gave up his identity as the young master of the Xiao family, he was still the mayor's secretary, and his tall and upright figure was still impeccable.

The chasm between two people can never be crossed. They are so different. Why bother getting entangled? It will only increase the sadness.

But Xiao Jin never thought about being relieved. The little girl who was once reassured grew up and occupied all the weight in his heart. She unwaveringly became everything to him. She missed the past and also missed the present.

"I never wanted to go back, I just didn't want to miss it again. You soiled your body but never soiled your heart. I know, I understand!"

Rampant laughter, slightly choked with sobs, sounded in the empty and small conference room, with indescribable desolation and sadness.

"Hahaha...will I believe these sweet words to deceive little girls?"

Yuan Qingyan doesn't believe it, and she will never allow herself to believe it! She is a witch, Medusa, and men are just stepping stones. No one will ruin his life plan for a stone.

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