The girl's face was bright red, and she looked particularly charming under the dim light.Song Zhiyu leaned back on the sofa and stared at her with half-closed eyelids, as if he had discovered the beauty of this girl for the first time.

He paused for a few seconds before pretending to look away as if nothing had happened. He coughed and said, "Are we done?"

Xiao Ya regained her composure and replied softly: "Probably...I don't know."

The soft furnishings of the doors and windows of the club are of particularly good quality, and the sound insulation effect is also very good. You can't hear the sound of mahjong at all.

When the two were silent, the karaoke room fell into an awkward atmosphere. Xiao Ya picked her fingers uncomfortably and muttered: "I'll go take a look."

Song Zhiyu closed his eyes. When the door was locked, the faint scent of osmanthus beside him completely disappeared, and the curve of the corner of his mouth was faintly revealed.

In the evening, the city of Beijing was getting busier and brighter day by day. Song Zhiyu came out with his girlfriend in his arms. The night wind blew and all the alcohol disappeared.

Shen Jiajia looked back at the revolving door of the club and asked slightly worriedly: "Is it really okay to leave Yi Ling here to sleep?"

"What's the matter? He's such a big man." Song Zhiyu disagreed, and said tenderly to his girlfriend, who was very beautiful under the moonlight: "Instead of worrying about him, it's better to care about me, your boyfriend."

It was rare to see her boyfriend jealous, and Shen Jiajia found it helpful. She leaned on her boyfriend's shoulder coquettishly, and said stickyly: "Okay, I care about you. Go home... take good care of you."

The street lights fell on the beautiful eyes, with a stunning sparkling beauty. The strong arms across the thin waist tightly hugged the person, took the person into the car, turned the steering wheel and drove towards the apartment at high speed.

The early morning sunlight shines into the room through the gauze curtains. On the European-style soft bed, the graceful figure of the young girl arches and stretches, entangled in the arms of the man next to her.

She screamed, raised her bare hands to press her eyelids, and turned over to avoid the disturbing light.

Song Zhiyu habitually rubbed the back of his girlfriend's head, sliding it down her long hair to her slim back...

Shen Jiajia was woken up by him. Before she even opened her eyes, Shen Jiajia buried herself in her boyfriend's arms, and then bit her boyfriend's fatally sensitive spot.

The raised Adam's apple was sucked into the warm mouth and gently licked with the tip of the tongue. The refreshing sensation reached directly to the cerebral cortex... Song Zhiyu hummed softly, holding his thin waist up with his big hands.

He lowered his head to find the red lips and ate them up completely.

Regarding Song Zhiyu's career development, his father Song Mingze took time out of his busy schedule to call and asked him what his plans were and whether he would stay in Beijing.

"I plan to go abroad, study and study in the United States for a period of time, and do import and export trade."

Growing up with his mother, he was very interested in economics, trade and finance. After going to college, he has been groping in practice, investing real money, and leading his own team to do projects.

Facts have proved that he has talent in this area, luck and strength coexist, and with the support of his family, he can do it boldly.

Lu Chuyao told his son on the phone: "Go ahead and do whatever you want. There is only one thing my mother wants to warn you about. Don't break the law."

"Don't discredit and shame your father."

"clear."

The wings of the plane streaked across the blue sky, leaving a long white line behind.

It was already late at night when we arrived in New York. The five-star hotel where Song Zhiyu stayed was a luxurious presidential suite with large floor-to-ceiling windows and tall buildings opposite it.

New York is charming, especially the night view under the neon lights. No wonder it attracts so many people to abandon their fetters and plunge into the city of this steel forest.

Life in New York, USA, is fast-paced. Everyone is in a hurry, catching the subway, walking, working and socializing.

Time is money. Under such high pressure, Song Zhiyu quickly put aside distracting thoughts and devoted himself to founding a business.

With the help of his classmates from childhood, he successfully integrated into the financial and investment circles of overseas Chinese in New York, learning from each other and making progress together with friends of similar age.

Shen Jiajia stayed in China and followed her parents' advice to work in a cultural center.

The young lovers had been in different places for a long time, and could not get together due to work. Gradually, a gap developed.

The main reason is that the woman feels uncomfortable. She works in a cultural center, and there are many high-quality young people among her colleagues. The enthusiastic elders want to match these single men and women.

Unexpectedly, Yi Zhihua refused on the spot, saying that she had a boyfriend.

The elders didn't believe it: "Nanny, don't lie to auntie. Since you have a boyfriend, how come he never comes to pick you up?"

Shen Jiajia looked worried and explained awkwardly: "He is abroad."

The other party asked again: "What are you doing abroad?"

"Just work."

After explaining it in detail, the elder understood it immediately, but she said meaningfully: "Exotic love~, you are so relieved."

Shen Jiajia was so smart that she could not see the subtext of her elders. She felt a suffocation in her heart that could not be released.

When he got home, he made an international long-distance call, regardless of the time difference between China and the United States. He woke up Song Zhiyu, who had just slept for two hours, and said, "I don't care, you must come back to China to pick me up from get off work this Friday!"

"Ok?"

"Calculate how long it's been since we last met. People still think I don't have a boyfriend."

Song Zhiyu propped himself up and sat on the bedside to answer the phone: "Don't make trouble. I will go back to see you before the National Day in October when I finish this busy period."

Listening to the male voice on the other side of the phone that had just come out of sleep, Shen Jiajia suddenly felt aggrieved and lost her temper in a crying voice: "I'm busy, busy, busy. I called you last month and said I was busy. And I always called you, and you never took the initiative. contact me."

"Honestly, is there another woman out there?"

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she had guessed the truth. There were so many beautiful foreign girls out there with hot bodies that no man could resist.

Song Zhiyu had been discussing work on Wall Street for several days in a row. The high-intensity social interaction made him exhausted. He thought he could have a good sleep tonight, but he was woken up by a call from the woman.

Forget about waking him up, Song Zhiyu wanted to get angry because he made trouble with him for no reason.

But his good upbringing allowed him to restrain his anger, his throat rolled, and he was too tired to say a kind word to comfort her, and then hung up the phone directly.

Since Shen Jiajia and Song Zhiyu started dating, the other party had never actively cut off the phone call. After the shock, overwhelming sadness hit her.

Tears streamed down her face, almost soaking half of the pillow.The next day, I went to work with red and swollen eyes.

The eldest sister in the office gossiped and asked if she and her boyfriend were having trouble.

Shen Jiajia was too lazy to care.

The eldest sister was treated coldly by her, and she held a grudge in her heart. She turned around and started talking to others, spreading rumors that Shen Jiajia was abandoned by her boyfriend who was far away from abroad.

Shen Jiajia laughed angrily. The eldest lady had a bad temper and fell out with the colleague who spread the rumor on the spot in the office, criticizing her without using any curse words.

In the end, both were "invited" into the conference room by their supervisor...

Jingle Bell-

"Hey?"

"Song Zhiyu, let's break up!"

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