It's so hard to propose

The finale banquet of "Legend of the Fairy" is scheduled to be held in Xiaohonglou. The decoration of the whole restaurant is mainly red, and the waiters who come and go are all dressed in ancient costumes, and each room is separated from another.

Passing through pavilions, rockery and pavilions, the magnificent and charming Little Red Building appears in front of you.

Strong confidentiality and elegant environment.

As the heroine of "The Legend of the Demon Girl", Song Nanyan naturally wanted to participate.

The director and the assistant director toasted and drank, and everyone around them were drinking together, and the room with a faint fragrance was suddenly filled with the smell of alcohol.

The woman sitting in the corner supported her head with one hand, and looked at everything around her indifferently. Generally speaking, as a heroine, Song Nanyan must be forced to drink on such occasions, but for some reason, everyone She intentionally avoided her, for fear that if she was not careful, she would offend the benefactor behind her, so let alone pouring wine, even the polite speech on the wine table was carefully said.

Everyone remembers the Du Yuerou incident last time.

However, fear is fear, but gossip can still gossip, especially the actor Zhao Mocheng of the play who is "not afraid of death" approaches Song Nanyan and bites each other's ears. He looks intimate and good things are about to happen.

The courageous person secretly took a picture of this scene with his mobile phone and posted it on Moments:

[I'm about to break up in love, my male god seems to be with my goddess. 】

The male and female protagonists in the picture did not show their faces, but for those who are quite familiar with the two, they will definitely recognize who they are at a glance. For example, the person who is terribly familiar with Song Nanyan—Jiang Yan, the young master of the Jiang family.

A red Maserati was parked outside the small red building. The handsome man was holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, and his brows were faintly frowned with a suppressed aura of violence.

The man's extremely handsome facial features are hidden in the flickering smog, and there are countless cigarette butts under the expensive handmade leather shoes - he is patient, he can know Song Nanyan's movements and whereabouts anytime and anywhere, but there is no way to Take Song Nanyan away everywhere.

Jiang Yan knew that today was the wrap-up banquet of the crew of "The Legend of the Fairy", and thinking of the last time he broke up with the woman, he was afraid that she would lose her temper with him again because of his sudden intrusion.

As for my own woman, I just deserve to be pampered.

In Jiang Yan's nearly 30 years of life, he has long identified Song Nanyan as his Jiang Yan's woman. He can give her everything, and he can also give her patience and concessions.

So even though he was about to explode when he saw the hot search, after calming down, he still didn't rush in and take him away.

He leaned on the red Maserati, smoking one cigarette after another, and then spent money on people to cancel the hot search. He dropped his mobile phone, and he bought another pair on the way.

Time passed by, Jiang Yan picked up his mobile phone to make a call, but a photo came from the mobile phone. In the photo, the close gesture of a man and a woman instantly made him furious.

The person who sent the photo saw this photo in his circle of friends, and then sent it to Jiang Yan. Jiang Yan recognized the woman in it at a glance as Song Nanyan, whom he had been thinking about.

He knew that there was a small mole next to her right ear, and he had kissed that small mole countless times when he and her were having the most intimate behavior.

But at this moment, this little mole was exposed in the eyes of everyone, and the man was very close to her.

Jiang Yan zoomed in on the photo and stared at it, with ironic coldness in his coquettish eyes.

The lights in the private room were bright and dazzling, Song Nanyan was holding a wine glass, and when Zhao Mocheng approached, the two clinked glasses tacitly.

Then Song Nanyan took a sip of the wine in his hand, smiled faintly, "Everyone stays far away from me, and you are the only one who is not afraid of death and come here."

"So it can be seen that I love you deeply." Zhao Mocheng also smiled warmly.

Song Nanyan gave him a blank look, "Stop talking to me, and be careful that I will reveal your secret."

Zhao Mocheng didn't care, "If you wanted to break the news, you would have done it long ago. This is no longer a threat to me."

"Hmph." Song Nanyan continued to drink, and Zhao Mocheng brought her food, "Eat more food, don't just drink."

Song Nanyan looked at him boredly, "Are you thanking me?"

"Of course, thank you for making an exception and stirring up gossip with me."

"Then your thank you is too perfunctory, I sacrificed so much. It's the first time I've been in the industry for so many years to speculate on CP with a male artist, and I've suffered a heavy loss."

Song Nanyan teased Zhao Mocheng exaggeratedly on purpose. The two of them were too familiar, and occasionally they would change their ways to disgust each other.

Zhao Mocheng doesn't like women. This time, he asked Song Nanyan to help stir up the scandal because some media picked up Zhao Mocheng's "baby face", so Song Nanyan, the only one who knew about it, had to sacrifice himself to cover it up.

If you help, you will definitely help, but if you have a bad taste, you will disgust the other party. For example, now, Zhao Mocheng hates women's charming smiles at him, it feels like he is a skinned male dog.

Zhao Mocheng naturally knew that Song Nanyan was disgusting himself, so it didn't make sense not to go back.

So Zhao Mocheng suddenly approached, and the two of them got so close that the tip of each other's noses was only ten centimeters apart, "How about I promise you with my body?"

Song Nanyan had goose bumps all over her body, "Go away, old lady."

Before she could push the person in front of her, Zhao Mocheng was suddenly thrown out, and then Jiang Yan's extremely cold and handsome face appeared in front of her eyes.

Zhao Mocheng was unprepared and staggered several times before being supported by the people next to him to stand up.

Jiang Yan stared at Song Nanyan, his eyes looked as if he swallowed Song Nanyan into his stomach, it was extremely terrifying.

Song Nanyan once thought that Jiang Yan was going to hit him, but no, Jiang Yan just stared at her for a few seconds, and then his fist hit Zhao Mocheng's face.

Immediately there was a louder scream than before.

Violent, cruel, cold, depressing.

Jiang Yan almost wanted to beat Zhao Mocheng to death, no one dared to go up and stop him, whoever Jiang Yan was, if he stomped his feet, the emperor would tremble three times.

Zhao Mocheng was punched several times, and immediately returned after reacting, but his strength was no better than Jiang Yan's, not to mention that the other party wanted to kill him now.

"Jiang Yan, stop!" Song Nanyan's voice had already sounded when Jiang Yan threw his first punch, but Jiang Yan almost didn't hear him, grabbed Zhao Mocheng by the collar and continued to beat him to death.

The fist wind brushed past his ears, and when another punch came, Zhao Mocheng knew that he couldn't dodge it, so he simply closed his eyes in resignation.

He already knew that Jiang Yan and Song Nanyan had a very close relationship, so it was better for him to repay Song Nanyan.

Zhao Mocheng thought so in his heart, but he didn't know if the family members would scold him distressedly when he returned home with injuries all over his body.

Song Nanyan couldn't just watch Zhao Mocheng being beaten to death, so he felt anxious and suddenly stood in front of Zhao Mocheng.

Jiang Yan didn't expect that Song Nanyan would stand up to block her, and her fist barely stopped in front of the woman, the distance was less than one centimeter.

So Jiang Yan changed direction and hit the wall behind him with a fist, and dark red blood immediately spilled down the fist, a shocking red.

The people around did not dare to move, and they even wished to hold their breath as if they were transparent objects.

Song Nanyan stared at the lunatic man in front of him with extreme anger,

"Jiang Yan, are you fucking sick!"

How is it different from a lunatic to come up and beat someone without saying anything?
Jiang Yan sneered, and withdrew his hand indifferently. Song Nanyan's eyes touched the scar on his hand, and his heart twitched, but there was no change on his face, only anger.

It was indeed anger, Jiang Yan was too unreasonable.

However, when she was even more angry, Jiang Yan didn't say a word, picked her up and strode away. Song Nanyan struggled desperately on the man's shoulder mountain. No one dared to go up to stop him. Everyone was afraid of Jiang Yan's identity.

Soon after Jiang Yan left, a person in charge came into the box and threatened everyone not to tell what happened today, let alone send Zhao Mocheng to the hospital.

Zhao Mocheng, who was lying on the sofa and hadn't recovered yet, felt an internal pain when he heard this. Is he being regarded as a rival in love?
Then I could only pitifully call a familiar doctor over.

Song Nanyan was carried out by Jiang Yan, and there were people coming and going outside. If someone put it on the Internet, she would be popular in half the sky the next day.

Anger and panic came over in an instant, and she couldn't struggle, so she bit the man's abdominal muscle desperately - she could only bite to this position when she was placed upside down.

Jiang Yan didn't move at all, and didn't even frown, his broad palm directly patted her upturned buttocks,
"If you move around again, if you are photographed, I will tell the world that you are my woman."

These words are more effective than anything else, no matter how angry and sad Song Nanyan is, he can only hold back.

Then the man turned on the Maserati's co-pilot, threw the woman out, and the red sports car drove out instantly.

Song Nanyan was in a daze, and after realizing it, she recognized the place where Jiang Yan brought her, and she suddenly panicked.
"Jiang Yan, what did you bring me here for?"

In front of you is a small western-style building with a unique structure, which looks extraordinarily stylish from the outside. The courtyard is full of flowers, and the white swing is shaking slightly as the sun sets.

Jiang Yan ignored her at all, grabbed her hand and led her into the house.

Song Nanyan refused to go in, she opened her mouth to bite the man's arm, Jiang Yan still didn't say a word, he carried her on his shoulder again, kicked open the door and threw her into the sofa.

Immediately afterwards, the whole body leaned down, and the thin lips pressed against her ear, saying word by word, "When you bite the first time, I will be hard, I don't mind if you try again."

After Song Nanyan paused for a moment, he stretched out his hand and pushed him,

"Stinky rascal, get out of here!"

Jiang Yan didn't move, smiled coldly, then pinched Song Nanyan's chin, forcing her to see the surrounding decorations clearly,
"Song Nanyan, you forgot everything between us, right?"

Song Nanyan's chin was pinched, and Jiang Yan hugged her, pointing to her one by one.