Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

An Xianyang went back to the room alone, and fell into a tangled situation for a while.

Looking up at the sky outside the window, he sighed slightly and frowned, not knowing what to do.

He lit a cigarette, picked it between his slender fingers, inhaled lightly, and then slowly exhaled the white mist.

His eyebrows and eyes became a little unclear in the mist, hazy, filled with deep sadness.

He knew everything An Xiaojing said.

And he knows it better than anyone.

Lin Wei is Su Muying.

Su Muying is Lin Wei.

But just like what An Xiaojing said just now, Lin Wei is already married.

What she became should have nothing to do with him.

An Xianyang felt congested in his heart, like a ball of cotton stuffed in his heart, oppressing him so much that he could barely breathe.

He stubbed out the cigarette butt with extreme annoyance in his heart, threw it into the trash can casually, stretched out his hand and pulled at the neckline, exposing a piece of skin on his chest.

He was so stuffed up in his heart that he wanted to go out for a walk, so he drove to the door of the bar.

Looking at the name of the bar with neon lights flashing on the facade, he paused, then shook his head helplessly, with a bit of bitterness in his eyes.

But he still got up, got out of the car, and walked into the bar.

The colorful light in the bar shone chaotically, and on the stage, the dancer with a large area of ​​bare skin was dancing vigorously around a steel pipe.

Their hair danced wildly in the air, fluttering chaotically with the swing of their heads.

The loud and noisy voice seemed to be magnified hundreds of times and echoed in An Xianyang's ears.

An Xianyang frowned, walked quickly to the bar, sat down, then raised his hand, curled his fingers, and tapped his knuckles on the bar table, and there was a crisp sound, but it was strangely regular.

"Well...a glass of Bloody Mary." His voice seemed a little indifferent in the noisy bar at the moment, and sank slightly, appearing a little frighteningly cold.

On the other side of the stage, Yudie was dancing tango with a man.

The not particularly passionate tango was danced very hot by Yudie.

Her long, well-groomed jet-black hair floated in the air, her beautiful and charming eyes were slightly closed, and her lips were ruddy with a beautiful luster.

I don't know if it's because of the heat or some other reason, but it's very red, and it's still flushed red.

But she was dressed very coolly.The black ribbon was wrapped around her slender and fair neck several times softly and loosely.A large area of ​​skin on the back was exposed, snow-white and snow-white, and a pair of slender legs were also greatly displayed in front of everyone.

I have to say that Yudie is a beauty.

An Xianyang was picking up the goblet with his fingers, and after taking a sip, he turned his head lazily and scanned the entire bar.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and his eyes fixed on Zhenghuan's Yudie dancing over there.

He snorted coldly, and his eyes became more and more indifferent.

Rain Butterfly...

this woman.

Doesn't she like Han Su?

Why are you messing around with women in the bar again?

However, this woman, I don't really like to see her.

She is the person by Xu Liuqi's side.

It is doomed, her existence makes people feel indifferent.

Even more profound disgust.

After Yudie finished dancing, she wiped her sweat and walked off the stage, and also came to the bar to order a glass of wine.

"Why are you here?" An Xianyang crossed his legs, with an unusually indifferent smile on his lips, as he spoke, he shook the wine glass in his hand.

When Yudie saw him, the gentle and seductive smile on her lips quickly froze at the corners of her lips, but she quickly adjusted her expression in the next second, took a glass of wine, and took a sip.

"I didn't expect that police officer Anda would come here."

An Xianyang snorted coldly in his heart, and looked at her coldly.

"If I remember correctly, you should like Han Su." An Xianyang's smile seemed a bit uninhibited to Yudie, but it made her panic for a moment.

"What did you say? I..." Yudie replied in a panic with a trace of red on her face.

"Isn't it? Even for Han Su's sake, he can use any means to deal with others." An Xianyang smiled again, but his tone was much more gentle.

He always felt that Yudie was not simple.

This woman must have something to do with Lin Wei's amnesia.

Yudie fell silent, then stared at An Xianyang, and suddenly smiled grimly.

"An Xianyang, isn't your mind the same as mine, or even more complicated than mine?"

An Xianyang paused for a few seconds, but the smile on his lips did not change, but his eyes showed a bit of coldness.

Yudie suddenly took a few steps towards An Xianyang, brought her pretty face in front of An Xianyang, the corners of her lips raised infinitely, and her eyes were smiling: "Ah, why don't you talk?"

An Xianyang frowned in disgust, and took a step back.

"Don't get so close to me."

Yudie took a step back in a timely manner, and then smiled sweetly.

"An Xianyang, do you like Lin Wei?"

An Xianyang's eyes darkened.Yudie didn't wait for An Xianyang to speak, raised her head, drank the wine in one gulp, then folded her arms, still smiling: "Of course, I can also tell you that Lin Wei is Su Muying."

An Xianyang raised his eyes and snorted coldly, his voice was unusually indifferent.

"Of course I know that."

Yudie raised her eyebrows in surprise: "You know? But that's okay, An Xianyang, then do you know about Lin Wei's relationship with Xu Liuqi?"

An Xianyang remained silent, pursed his lips, lowered his head, remained silent, and began to choose to listen quietly.

"Lin Wei, that's Su Muying... She and Xu Liuqi are really married." Yudie's voice became sweet and gentle, with a smile in her eyes, but her voice made people want to strangle her to death.

An Xianyang's fingers clasped the wine glass tightly, so strong that even his knuckles turned a little bluish white.

"And then? What do you want to say?" An Xianyang put the wine glass on the bar with a "bang", raised his chin, narrowed his dark and deep eyes, and looked at Yudie with provocative eyes.

"I want to say, An Xianyang, you have no chance." Yudie still smiled sweetly and gently.

Looking at the person in front of her, she wanted to see what An Xianyang would do.

An Xianyang's eyes dimmed quickly, he clenched the corners of his lips, and said nothing.

Yudie looked at him and found that his eyes were a little more desperate.

"An Xianyang, you have no chance..."

"An Xianyang, you have no chance..."

"An Xianyang, you have no chance..."

Yudie's voice was like a magic voice, circling in An Xianyang's head over and over again, circling, circling, almost driving him crazy.

Finally unable to bear it any longer, An Xianyang stood up abruptly, covered his head, frowned, and roared palely, "Shut up! Shut up!"

Yudie lifted her lips, looked at him, and smiled, but her gentle eyes were somewhat sinister.

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