First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

The document in his hand was slightly deformed, Ou Jinchuan's brows turned cold, a gleam shot out of his eyes, and the expression on his face was so dark that it was about to drip water.

Song Qianyan, how dare you.

The atmosphere in the room was dull, and the wall clock on the wall moved, and the sound of the bell echoed in the eerily quiet room.

"Go and investigate carefully to see what she wants to do and what information she has in hand."

Wen Yifan nodded in agreement, thought for a while, and then asked: "If... if she really finds out, what should I do?"

The room became quiet again, and the clock on the wall made a ticking sound, as if a sound pierced Ou Jinchuan's heart, and it hurt when he was caught off guard.

The bell kept walking, running, and chasing.Broken, gathered again, and then slammed together hard, making a chaotic sound.

Ou Jin heard her own voice: "Kill, no pardon."

Kill, without pardon!Even though she was Song Qianyan, she used to be the only one who he thought was different, but the facts proved that he was wrong. Just seven years ago, he realized that all women in this world are vain.

She, she, all the same.

Wen Yifan led the order to go, the office became quiet again, and the light and shadow flickered, making him look even more alone and lonely.

He put down the document in his hand and activated the button of the wheelchair.The delicate and multifunctional wheelchair moved slowly and stopped in front of the glass window.

Condescending, the vision in his eyes is empty and empty.

Ou Jinchuan made a move and took out a pocket watch from his pocket.

Opening the pocket watch, there seemed to be a photo of a girl embedded in the back case.

She was wearing a pure white off-the-shoulder dress, showing her beautiful collarbone.The fabric of the skirt is very special, white as if it is transparent, with a slight glow, like angel's wings.

The hem of the skirt has a circle of arcs from high to low, which is extremely elegant.Her pair of jade-like white and slender legs were exposed under the hem of the skirt, and the corners of the skirt were dotted with diamonds, like dewdrops in the morning.

Her hand touched it involuntarily. Behind the cold glass was her long curly hair that looked pure and elegant, her smooth and fair face, and her eyes, which had once fascinated him the most, were clear and flawless.

Ou Jinchuan's eyes were fixed on the photos in his pocket watch, his expression was gentle, but only a moment later, the scene from seven years ago appeared before him again.

He suddenly became agitated, ruthlessly tore off the pocket watch on his chest, and smashed it hard to the ground.

The glass shattered, and the photo was stained with shards of glass, shattered!
Singularity Bar.

Ou Jinxi danced wildly in the dimly lit music, surrounded by noisy and lonely people.On the opposite side of the bar, a middle-aged woman and a young man were huddling together, the man's hand gently wrapped around the woman's slender waist.

Distraught, he stopped his movements and returned to his seat listlessly.

Not long ago, his contract with the CM Alliance completely collapsed.

Fuck his uncle, he has been very unlucky lately, talking about one cooperation failed and another cooperation, sometimes he suspects that those people deliberately teamed up with Ou Jinchuan to play tricks on him.

Otherwise, why would he, Ou Jinchuan, be able to sign a contract smoothly for the same cooperation project and the same cooperation conditions, but he worked so hard but couldn't reach an agreement, and finally ended in failure.

Throwing himself on the sofa, a wine bottle was handed over to him: "What's wrong? Mr. Ou."

"Don't mention it." Ou Jinxi snatched the bottle, and he drank more than half of the big bottle of beer in one gulp.

An extremely coquettishly dressed woman leaned over: "Mr. Ou, what's bothering you, anyway, the Ou Group will belong to you sooner or later. Besides, the Ou family is rich and powerful, and those people who don't cooperate with you are their own." loss."

"That's right." Another woman leaned over, and the "Mount Everest" on her chest was wiping Ou Jinxi's body intentionally or unintentionally, secreting a hormonal breath.

Ou Jinxi had already lost interest in these rouge and gouache, he pushed away the woman beside him, his eyes scanned the dance floor.

A woman caught his eye.

I can't say how good-looking it is, but with his current mood, it's enough for him to pass the time.

He stood up crookedly, and walked to the dance floor: "Hey, beauty."

Han Muxue raised her eyes, and saw a man appearing in front of her.Today is the birthday of her college classmate. We are very happy to eat and drink together, and we drink too much before we know it.

If it were normal, she wouldn't dare talk to strangers easily.Although she was born into a powerful family, her mother passed away very early.Her brother disciplined her very strictly, and she was not allowed to go in and out of these bars at all, and today was an exception.

She breathed alcohol and danced to the music: "Who are you?"

Ou Jinxi grabbed her and brought her into her arms: "Don't care who I am, I can bring you happiness anyway."

"Happy?" Han Muxue giggled, "I really need it."

She also wants to indulge once.