Actor is a sleeping pill

Chapter 3 "Night. Chat?"

"—Is the land in Qinghai approved?"

It was a young man who spoke, with a valuable watch in his hand, holding a glass of strong wine and drinking it with his head up, looking like a prince.

In the huge private room, the lights were dim, and drinks and cards were placed on the large coffee table. Many beauties in cool clothes were laughing with the boys and buddies beside them. The atmosphere was ambiguous and luxurious.

The man in the suit and leather shoes next to him chuckled, glanced at the man in the middle intentionally or unintentionally, and smiled lowly: "The land of the Bo Group, the approval document came down easily, and today I heard another happy event, A real estate project in Bo Dong's hands was sold out as soon as it opened."

As he spoke, he sighed slightly: "I want to buy a set for my beautiful sister, but I can't grab it."

All the elders present in the capital, no matter whether they are rich or powerful, dare not make mistakes in front of her.

Her family is deeply intertwined and powerful, and they are the first ones in the capital. They are real princelings.

But from the Bo family to her line, she is the only direct relative, a woman.

Everyone despised her back then, how could a girl know how to plan a business, let alone a family as intricate as the Bo family.

But now when everyone sees her, they all bow their heads and laugh along with her, respectfully calling Bo Dong.

"You Hou Ruixin, when did you want to have a love outside and taste the taste?" A careless voice sounded slowly, and she picked up the goblet and gently shook the scarlet liquid inside.

Although the words were joking, the arrogance in his tone couldn't be concealed.

But she has the capital and pride, who in this imperial city can have the wealth and power of the Bo Group?
When Hou Ruixin heard it, he immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "How dare I, my mother would have skinned me if she knew it, but Xiaowei. The house type in such a good location, I don't want to keep a set for some beautiful lover ?”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present laughed tacitly.

Who knows Bo Dong's nickname?

She has always been only playing, not talking about love, and the beautiful boys around her have never stopped.

Although she was a little unreasonable in public affairs, the lovers were extremely generous in private, and they gave away watches, cars, and houses without blinking an eye.

".The house I personally designed, which of them deserves to live in it?" She raised the corners of her coquettish lips, her eyes were full of pride and disdain, and after she finished speaking, she raised her head and drank the red wine.

Hou Ruixin laughed at the side, and the disappointment was secretly erased from his eyes.

Immediately the door was opened, and a man in a black suit and a small black bow tie appeared.

When he walked into the room, everyone was stunned for a moment.

The look in the dark eyes is dim and unclear, under the bridge of the handsome nose is a tight and thin lip, and the line of the jaw is smooth and clear, outlining the delicate and profound facial features of the young man.

She exudes an incomparable coolness all over her body, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and she is not close to others, which can easily arouse people's desire to find out.

He ignored the various eyes those people gave him, and poured wine for everyone in silence.

Hou Ruixin smiled at her ambiguously, and deliberately lowered her voice: "Xiaowei. Qingqing is the type you like."

When she heard this, the smile on her lips deepened, and a hint of interest was aroused in her eyes.

The waiter has a straight back, long and straight legs, and a natural clothes hanger.

He walked up to her, bent down slightly, and poured wine for her.

When he was about to leave, Bao Xiaowei suddenly leaned forward, the faint smell of perfume still lingered on her fingertips, and it landed on his wrist at this moment.

His movements paused, and then his eyes fell on her. When he touched her face, his breath was slightly suffocated, and the astonishment in his eyes was obvious.

The distance between the two is very close, she has an ambiguous expression, and her tone is gentle: "Tonight. Talk?"

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　　 1. The male and female protagonists are not Shuangjie, and the Shuangjie party should be cautious.

　　 2. The three views of the heroine do not represent the three views of the author, so brainless spraying is prohibited.

　　 3. The male protagonist is not a domineering president, and his personality is neither idiot nor weak, and he will turn into a pathological revenge in the later stage.

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