Boss on top: My wife is too hot

The shoulders of her clothes were already soaked, and the excess water dripped down her hair. Jiang Xiyuan took a deep breath, never thinking that one day her life would be so embarrassing.

The moment she closed her pupils, she seemed to have returned to the time when she sat elegantly in front of the piano and attracted attention. The applause and praise from all around made her look like a princess, but when there was noise in her ears, she opened her eyes again. Eyes, in front of her is a menacing third party, and she is the sad real card who is regarded as a mocking stare.

"You are right. I am a thief. I stole your fiancé's heart. Heartache, remorse? Jiang Xiyuan, if the relationship between you and Zhang Bo is really stable, how can it be destroyed at will? I just like it." Seeing you pretending to be strong but unable to kill me now, I want you to remember that it was a low-status person like me who snatched away the fiancé of No. 1 Yuan in Ningcheng!" Lou Xiaoxiao body Leaning forward, full of malice.

Is it?

In order to make her feel hopeless and painful, is this why Lou Xiaoxiao is eager to take over?
However, how can it be fulfilled.

Jiang Xiyuan took the tissue from the waiter and lightly wiped off the water stains on her face. Although she was exhausted, she straightened her back slightly with inviolable pride and stubbornness. She stood up lightly. "Don't try to use a necklace to change your life. Unless Zhang Bo tells me personally, please rely on your own efforts to fight for it, and don't always think about grabbing other people's things."

Lou Xiaoxiao's eyes trembled. Although she already knew Jiang Xiyuan's character, she never thought that she would be so difficult to deal with.

Before Lou Xiaoxiao could reply, Jiang Xiyuan proudly twisted up the small bag and went out.

The moment the door was closed, the wind blew, as if some kind of switch was turned, Jiang Xiyuan's straight back was slightly hunched, and she hurriedly brushed away the black hair that was blocking her view and put it behind her ears, and quickly walked towards the other side. The phone booth in the distance leaned lightly to one side, barely supporting her almost limp body.

It turns out that she also has vulnerable moments!
Not long ago, the father who was a high-ranking official was reported and imprisoned, and the family was in a mess.Jiang Xiyuan sought help everywhere but to no avail. Under great pressure, her childhood sweetheart Zhang Bo still made her feel as cold as ice in this cold and windy autumn. The infinite grievances and depression finally broke Jiang Xiyuan a little.

Jiang Xiyuan squatted down slowly, her thoughts were in a mess, she tried hard but couldn't control it, and finally wanted to be free.For example, what if we just cry aloud in this deserted corner?Could it be that with the halo of a famous lady on his head, he couldn't shed tears and couldn't let go?
Just when Jiang Xiyuan wanted to ignore everything, there was a "poof", and the sound of a lighter suddenly came from the other side of the phone booth.

In an instant, Jiang Xiyuan's mind went blank, and she forcibly held back her tears. She tightened her skirt and stood up. "Sorry, I didn't know anyone was here."

It turned out that this attempt was not very easy.

"Hmm." The man's steady voice came from his nasal cavity, and a faint one was a kind of response.

Due to the angle, his whole body was in the shadows. Jiang Xiyuan couldn't see his face clearly. She only noticed that under the slightly rolled-up sleeves of the windbreaker, there was a delicate limited edition watch on his white and strong wrist. The cigarette was lazily held between the fingertips, casual and insolent.

Jiang Xiyuan thought about leaving, but at this moment her legs were a little weak. She supported the phone booth and thought for a while, then said, "I won't be here for too long, I hope I won't disturb you."

"As long as you like it." The man's low voice was full of magnetism.

The simple four words made Jiang Xiyuan a little strange.

Why did this voice sound so familiar? His bland tone seemed familiar. Jiang Xiyuan quickly searched in her mind, and finally froze.

How could it be him?He had obviously lost his freedom, how could he still be talking to her here?But even if Lou Xiaoxiao gets too angry, it's impossible to think of his appearance?

"What?" In the silence, he leaned out his slender body slightly, and the soft light from the side of the road fell on his broad shoulders, showing a hint of rebellion and laziness.

Jiang Xiyuan was shocked when she recognized the sharp-edged facial features.
As expected, it was him, Ye Shenghao, the man of both black and white in Ningcheng!