The flash marriage husband is the heir of the chaebol

The bright rose fell into the sea of ​​people, and was thrown into the air again. The man stretched out his palm, unbiased, and the rose fell into his palm.

A man who was sweating profusely was about to rush over desperately. When he met the man's cold gaze, he almost lost his footing and fell. The man muttered:

"Bo...Second Master Bo."

Second Master Bo didn't even look at him, the rose in his palm turned into pieces, and rose petals fell one after another.

The air seemed to have stopped flowing, and there were so many people around, no one dared to say a word.

"Oh, second uncle, you are here."

Wearing a coat, Mr. Bo came out from the backstage, and greeted Mr. Bo with a smile. He reached out to take Mr. Bo's arm, but he avoided him without a trace. Mr. Bo withdrew his hand that was frozen in mid-air, He touched the tip of his nose awkwardly.

Mr. Bo turned his head and winked at Su Ying who was behind him. Su Ying immediately ran up to the stage and dragged Gu Nian back to the backstage.

"You know Mr. Bo?"

Su Ying recalled the look on Gu Nian's face just now by Bo Erye, and asked full of doubts.

Gu Nian pulled his lips and smiled:

"How could I know him."

"But, just now..."

Su Ying frowned, slandering in her heart, could it be her own illusion?

Everyone knows that since Bo's second son was disfigured, he has never been interested in any woman, but just now, he clearly looked at Gu Nian with strange eyes, which Su Ying felt with a woman's intuition.

"Okay, let's not talk about him. As expected, he was born in a ballet class. Not only did those stinky men's blood boil, but I also broke my glasses. Nian Nian, I really have you."

Su Ying finished her praise and said:

"Look at you, your hair is all loose. I'll recomb it and give you a beautiful hair accessory. Mr. Bo said, business is going well today, and the public relations manager Wei Yuan has asked for leave, so you go and get the bag."

Gu Nian was a little surprised, she pushed away Su Ying's hand holding the comb, and said impatiently:

"Su Ying, what exactly do you want? You asked me to perform on stage, and I did it. You asked me to be the bartender lady, and I did it too. Now, you want me to take over again?"

Seeing that Gu Nian was angry, Su Ying smiled openly:

"Yo, Nian Nian, I don't spend the money you earn, it's all up to you, if you want the [-] clothing orders."

Su Ying turned around and walked to the door, she paused, turned around, she still looked at Gu Nian with a slight smile:

"Nian Nian, actually, this is really a good opportunity, if you want to expand your business."

Su Ying left.

Gu Nian thought over and over again, but finally gave in. She went to the dressing room and put on Wei Yuan's overalls, and started walking in the dark rooms.

After dinner, Su Ying stumbled over to find her, forced her to a corner, smelled of alcohol, and said with a big tongue:

"Nian Nian, I can't do it anymore, you have to help me."

Gu Nian peeled off her hand and frowned in annoyance:

"What are you going to do again?"

Su Ying:

"They are too powerful, you go and help me hold up the stage."

With that said, Su Ying pulled Gu Nian into bag No. 88v.

The room was dimly lit. When Gu Nian entered, the first thing she saw was a straight back, which felt a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before.

Mrs. Bo's cheeks were flushed, his eyes swept across her, his thin lips curved slightly, he got up and stumbled over, grabbed Gu Nian's hand, and pushed Gu Nian to the man's side:

"My public relations manager, come on, toast my second uncle."

Bo always handed the cup to Gu Nian.

Gu Nian held the cup, looked up, and saw the man with his back to her, slowly turned his face, the animal head on his right cheek was ferocious and terrifying, with a cold glint.

The pair of exposed eyes, the black pupils locked her tightly, making it difficult to detect emotions, and the cold breath in the air made Gu Nian couldn't help shivering.

Gu Nian shuddered, she had only met this person once, but she was a little afraid of his icy aura.

"Mr. Bo, I offer you a toast."

The man lowered his eyes, glanced lightly at the liquid in the glass, and slowly raised his eyes again:

"What is your identity? Why do you respect me and I have to drink?"

The contempt in the man's eyes pierced Gu Nian's heart like a sharp knife.

When she was in prison, the group of people looked at her like this. No matter how she argued, no one believed her. She was a murderer, but she obviously didn't do anything, and she didn't know why the knife was in her hand.

Gu Nian smiled wryly, raised her head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp:

"I don't have any status. I'm just a working girl. Even my status as a Haicheng person depends on a man."

Gu Nian filled his own glass, laughed at himself, and took another drink.

Then, she stuck out her tongue and licked the wine stains at the corner of her mouth, put down the glass, straightened her back, turned around and left gracefully with arrogance.

As soon as she left, Mr. Bo winked at Su Ying who was next to her, and Su Ying immediately chased her out.

Mr. Bo comforted Bo Tingchen softly:

"Second Uncle, don't give her general knowledge, she is just here, she is not sensible."

Bo Tingchen sat there, glanced coldly at the place where the woman left, pursed his lips tightly, and did not speak.

Just as Gu Nian walked to the corner, she was stopped by Su Ying:

"Nian Nian, you are not only angry, but also angry. Do you know who that person is? You don't want to live anymore."

Gu Nian glanced at Su Ying and said:

"Su Ying, we meet again after a long absence, I don't know how much you know about me, yes."

Gu Nian looked at Su Ying, tears gradually appeared in her eyes:

"I'm poor, but I also have dignity. Let me be a wine hostess, Su Ying. Thank you for thinking of it."

Just now, the contempt and disdain in Bo Erye's eyes deeply hurt her heart.

Not only did she have no identity, she was also a reformed prisoner.

Don't say that man despises herself, she even despises herself.

Seeing that Gu Nian was really sad, Su Ying patted her head:

"Oh, Nian Nian, you misunderstood, Bo's second child has that arrogant temperament, otherwise, why would he be in his late thirties and never married a wife? Bo Chenyu wanted you to help him because he wanted to curry favor with him so much. Knowing that you will be self-defeating, he will definitely not let you go, well, don't be angry, it's no big deal."

"I just said one thing, look at your eldest lady."

Gu Nian wiped away her tears, took a breath, and felt that she was overreacting a bit. She calmed down and said to Su Ying:

"Su Ying, I really can't do it, let me do that kind of thing, it's better to let me die."

Su Ying:

"I know, don't worry, I will give you a few good words from Bo Yuchen. In fact, you are really serious. That second master Bo is the helm of the prosperous age. If you are in the clothing business, the Bo family is a fat sheep. If you put He caught it, maybe, in the future, you can really make a fortune."

"How to say?"

Gu Nian asked eagerly.

Su Ying leaned forward, whispered in her ear for a while, and when she left, she patted Gu Nian's shoulder with a smile:

"Nian Nian, it's up to you."

Just as Su Ying left, Gu Nian was caught in a tangle. A message came in on her phone. She didn't save his account, but she knew it was from Li Teng:

Where?

Gu Nian's eyelids twitched:

You're back?

When the other party sent the word 'um', Gu Nianmei's temples jumped even faster:

Are you home?

Why does it feel like being raped?In fact, she didn't do anything, but a thought just flashed in her mind, the idea of ​​wanting to communicate with Bo Erye in depth, Su Ying was right, if she got Bo Erye done, at least ten years of struggle would be saved, From Gu Nian's point of view, it is not necessary to sleep with him, maybe...

Her reverie was interrupted by the sound of ding.

Li Teng:

I got off the plane at [-]:[-] p.m., my colleagues invited me to dinner, and it was in the dark.

This shock was no small matter, Gu Nian almost cried out:

Are you dark?