To outsiders, this is an extremely intimate posture.

But Qiao Sijia, who was in it, could only feel the bone-bone coldness and chill.

Shan Feiye seems to have the same attitude towards people, and is unruly, but in fact, it is completely different.

"Tsk tsk!" Sighing low, Shan Feiye's eyes blinked and he smiled, but this smile was cold and ruthless.

"Don't show such a face." The slender fingers stretched out, pinching Qiao Sijia's jaw and swayed left and right. "If you don't know, you thought I really did what you did to you when you saw it. That night, right? We just had a glass of wine together, but you were still trying to stick it on, right?"

Qiao Sijia's whole body trembled and she didn't dare to say a word.

Shan Feiye raised his eyebrows, and she didn't say it, he continued, "It seems that you took a photo? Send it to Miaoyu?"

Qiao Sijia opened her mouth, but she couldn't make any sound.

"Really, you woman." Shan Feiye sighed, blinked and stretched out his palm at her, "Where is the cell phone?"

Grabbing and taking out the phone from his pocket, Qiao Sijia put the phone in his palm.

"Yeah, it's quite new, what a pity."

As the last word fell, the phone was thrown to the ground by him, and then the black leather shoes were crushed on it.

Qiao Sijia covered her mouth in horror, and her eyes widened.

"The next time, I will not crush the phone, but you, do you understand?"

"I, I, I just like you!" Qiao Sijia could no longer bear it and cried out loud, "Am I wrong? I just like you Shan Feiye! Am I wrong?"

Frowning, Shan Feiye took his ears and turned around, many passing men and women were looking at them.

The woman in front of her cried heartbrokenly, as if he was really a disheartened man.

"Wrong, because I belong to Miaoyu."

"But you don't want to marry her at all!"

"You say it again!"

He held Qiao Sijia's neck with his hand and tightened his strength.

Shan Feiye's eyes were scarlet and very sinister, "You say it again!"

Unable to breathe, Qiao Sijia's face turned pale as paper.

There was a premonition that he could really strangle himself to death.

Shaking her head, she shook her head with difficulty, indicating that she would not say anything again.

Dan Fei took a deep breath at night, let go of his hand, and said "Get out." He was irritated.

Qiao Sijia quickly escaped.

Holding the wall, he smiled bitterly.

I don’t want to marry her, does Xiaoguai think so too?

...

The handbag was thrown in the co-pilot, and Zhou Miaoyu held the steering wheel with both hands and buried her head between her arms.

I don’t know how long it took, but the passenger’s door was opened and someone came in.

"Director Zhou skipped his time?"

When Zhou Miaoyu heard this voice, he was stunned and raised his head to look at him.

"The well railing?"

Yao Jinglan curled her lips and reached out to pat the back of her head, "Don't you think about work more important than anything else?"

"Haha." Zhou Miaoyu smiled, "Why are you here?"

Yao Jinglan shook the paper bag in his hand, "Today is the delivery date, our company is downstairs of your company. Have you forgotten?"

"I mean, why did Master Yao come here to submit the manuscript in person? It doesn't fit your identity."

"What identity can I have?" Yao Jinglan smiled and looked ahead, "Actually, I have selfish intentions, come and see you."

"Oh! It's worthy of being my Lan Yan!" Zhou Miaoyu patted his shoulder, "What's wrong? Find a place to have a drink with me?"

"OK."

The silver-white Cayenne started and drove away from the parking lot. At the same time, Dan Feiye took the elevator down, but he had only time to see the tail of Zhou Miaoyu's car.

He took out his cell phone and called her.

"Ring..." The phone rang, and Zhou Miaoyu glanced at the caller and chose to ignore it.

Yao Jinglan also saw the name flashing on the screen, and looked at her cold side face again, her eyes flashed, and she didn't say much.

"Sorry, no one answered the call you made..."

"Are you still angry?" Shan Feiye said to himself, opened the car door and got in. Soon, the silver-white Cayenne drove away.

In order to coax her, he also drove her couple's car with her. She had been working on this couple's car number for a long time, and it was her birthday gift for him.

As a result, she didn't see his sincerity either.

"Why don't you drink?" Zhou Miaoyu tossed, shook his cup and glanced at Yao Jinglan, "Can a great writer drink? Does it affect his thinking?"

Yao Jinglan laughed and took a sip of wine, "Can you not make fun of me?"

"How dare I make fun of my senior?" Zhou Miaoyu said with a smile.

She and Yao Jinglan are alumni. Yao Jinglan is two years older than her. When she was in the student union, she helped her a lot and chased her.

But at that time, there was only Shan Feiye in her eyes and Yao Jinglan retreated to the next best, so she became Lan Yan with her. In a flash, several years have passed.

She became the director of a wedding company. She said that it was a cheesy profession, but in fact, she loved her profession very much.

Yao Jinglan, in her words, was not as good as the world, and actually became a free writer.

Two people who studied financial management well, one for weddings and the other for writers, were also drunk.

"My dream is to design a wedding for myself." After drinking a few glasses of wine, Zhou Miaoyu, who had not had much alcohol content, got drunk.

With one hand on her forehead, she squinted her eyes at Yao Jinglan, and her other hand was holding a wine glass, "I want to design the most perfect wedding for myself, it's a pity, it's a pity..."

Unfortunately, the wedding without the groom is destined to become a joke.

With a bitter smile, she picked up the wine glass to drink. Yao Jinglan frowned and pressed her wrist, "Enough, Miaoyu, you're drunk."

"I don't." Zhou Miaoyu smiled, laughing heartlessly.

She is a wall of copper, she is an iron wall. This is her appearance, but inside, she is just a fragile and injured little woman.

Yao Jinglan felt distressed when she saw it, and insisted on snatching the wine glass from her hand, "I said enough, Miaoyu."

"Jinglan." Zhou Miaoyu pouted and rushed towards Yao Jinglan.

Both of them were sitting in high chairs. Her actions scared Yao Jinglan and quickly reached out to catch her and hugged her.

Before I could feel the warm fragrance of nephrite in my arms, I heard her crying, "Yinlan, I feel pain! My back hurts!"

"..." He helped her sit down, Yao Jinglan gritted his teeth and asked, "How come the back of his waist hurts?"

This topic makes people think a lot.

"I bumped it." Zhou Miaoyu rubbed his eyebrows, "It's all my fault that dead woman Qiao Sijia!"

Qiao Sijia and her were in conflict with each other, and Yao Jinglan knew that they were against each other.

"You can't cure her? It's not like you."

"That dead woman is crazy, she is too strong." Zhou Miaoyu said, turned around and gently lifted a corner of her clothes to Yao Jinglan to see.

Just on the right waist, there was a piece of bruise.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Yao Jinglan said, and his slender fingers were about to reach out.

Before I could touch it, my hand was blocked.

He raised his eyes and met a pair of cold eyes.

Shan Feiye stood beside Zhou Miaoyu, pulled off her clothes, and scolded him: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Miaoyu was confused. When he saw him, he forgot everything in an instant.

"Feye, Feiye, you are here." She smiled.

A sentence of Feiye and an action made Shan Feiye's heart soft.

Putting his back arm around her shoulder, he lowered his head and touched her nose, "Well. Go, go home."

"Wait a minute." Yao Jinglan stood up and held Zhou Miaoyu's arm, "Where are you going to take Miaoyu?"

"I'm taking Xiaoguai home, are there any problems?"

One is called Miaoyu and the other is called Xiaoguai.

Yao Jinglan knew that Xiaoguai was her nickname.

The closeness and distantness here can be seen at first hearing.

Ridiculous, ridiculously, he can't let go.

"Go home? Go back to Zhou's house?"

"Is it related to you?" Shan Feiye ran out of patience, "You are just her friend, I am her husband!"

"Husband?" As if he heard some incredible joke, Yao Jinglan laughed softly, "Shan Feiye, don't forget, you didn't go to the wedding."

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