After being reborn, she drove her husband crazy

"Qi...yan, you...cannot die well..."

Shen Nanke's eyes were red, most of the wedding dress on his body was soaked in blood, and his hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to his smooth cheeks.

Qi Yan stepped on the veil and said something to the doctor in foreign languages.

The doctor nodded and came forward with tools to treat the injury on Shen Nanke's shoulder.

Shen Nanke was like a frightened little rabbit at this time. Even though he was injured, he was still afraid of being touched by strangers.

She cried and backed away, blood staining the bed, "Don't touch me..."

"You don't want it anymore?"

"Be good, I like obedient children."

Qi Yan's eyes were clear in black and white but extremely evil.

He stared straight at Shen Nanke, his tone was casual and his warning was obvious.

Shen Nanke's crying gradually stopped. Even an arrogant young lady like Shen Nanke would not dare to act petty in front of Qi Yan.

Now Qi Yan is no longer the poor boy who allowed others to bully him.

Qi Yan watched from the side while the wound was being treated.

The white and smooth right shoulder and the beautiful collarbone were exposed to the air and stained with blood.

She was horrified to see desire in his eyes.

Qi Yan didn't shy away and still looked directly at her body.

There is nothing to hide.

He really longed for her.

For the past six years, I have thought about her every day and dreamed of being with her all the time.

marry someone else?

Never!

The doctor said in foreign language that he was finished.

Qi Yan nodded, and someone immediately picked up the box and handed it to the doctor. Inside was a tip for him.

He didn't want the doctor to go out and talk about it.

"Don't... look at me like this..."

Shen Nanke huddled on the bed, his face extremely pale.

Qi Yan slowly approached her and asked, knowingly: "What's the look in your eyes?"

Shen Nanke: "..."

The closer he got, the further Shen Nanke retreated until he was pressed on the bed.

Qi Yan said bluntly, "Want to sleep with your eyes?"

"Qi Yan, I rejected you so much back then. Don't you feel ashamed when you see me?"

"Yeah..." the voice lengthened, and Qi Yan tilted his head to think about the scene back then, "You called me a toad back then."

The man's evil eyes stared at Shen Nanke, and his voice was soft and soft, echoing in her ears, as if a cold wind had been forced into her ears.

Invisible tension slowly echoed between the two of them.

Noticing the change in his eyes, Shen Nanke did not dare to speak again no matter how bold he was.

"Why aren't you talking?" Qi Yan's fingers were entangled with the tail of Shen Nanke's hair, teasing her casually, "I like your domineering look."

The whole room was quiet except for the sound of two people breathing.

Shen Nanke wanted to drink water, and Qi Yan fed her water.

But it's not boiled water, it's white wine.

Shen Nanke took a deep breath, "Qi Yan... you... stop, I... won't drink anymore!"

Not a drop of the glass of wine entered Shen Nanke's mouth.

Qi Yan held the wine glass with his slender fingers, and the wine always accidentally spilled on Shen Nanke's wound, biting her wound, causing her to sweat profusely.

Deliberate revenge.

"Aren't you thirsty? Drink some more?"

"Qi Yan!"

Qi Yan stared at her for a long time before his voice sounded slowly.

"Say it again."

"What is Qi Yan?"

Shen Nanke said back then, 'Qi Yan, you are just a toad and still dreaming about a white swan. Isn't it ridiculous? '

1 has always stayed in his heart.

Shen Nanke's eyes were red, trembling and speechless.

Qi Yan's slender fingers pressed gently on her wound, and the pain made Shen Nanke suffocate.

After all, she is a delicate young lady, when did she suffer such torture?

With tears in her eyes, she spoke tremblingly, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

"Don't apologize, that's not what I want to hear." Qi Yan's voice became gentler, and he raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He just liked the way Shen Nanke looked aloof, arrogant and arrogant.

Back then, he really overestimated his abilities, and the status gap between the two was huge.

He could accept others calling him a toad, but he couldn't accept her rejecting him because of this.

Qi Yan asked, "Is the toad not worthy of the white swan?"

Shen Nanke breathed lightly, "Deserving...worthy...um..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qi Yan, who had always kept a distance, immediately pressed forward, held her wrist, and kissed her lips fiercely.

The emotions he had suppressed for many years burst out at this moment.

Six years later, Qi Yan finally kissed the person he had longed for, the person he had loved throughout his youth.

His hand unconsciously touched her thigh, all the way up.

Although Shen Nanke knew about the matter between men and women, she had never done it. She held down his hand that was trying to attack in fear.

Qi Yan took the initiative to distance himself and looked at her with misty eyes. His lips were full of her taste. He raised his lips and licked the wet corners of his mouth.

"Don't be afraid, I won't touch you."

He touched Shen Nanke's forehead lightly, then stood up quickly and forced himself to pull away.

The zipper of the black coat brushed against Shen Nanke's face, the texture was hard and cold.

"but......"

"You have to hurry up, I'm very impatient and can't wait too long."

After all, he has been waiting for 6 years. In the past 6 years, many women have wanted to sleep with him, secretly and openly, and they have been attacking quickly and fiercely, but he has not taken the bait.

I have been waiting for such a day to arrive.

Qi Yan belongs to Shen Nanke, completely.

He looked at Shen Nanke with desire tumbling in his eyes.

No matter how much Shen Nanke had hurt him, as long as she took the initiative and hooked her up, Qi Yan would go crazy for her.

Three years later, country z.

A certain wine shop.

"Miss Yingying, please have a few more drinks."

"Yes, yes."

Xu Yingying's chin was pinched by a wrinkled hand and she was forced to drink wine. Before she had time to swallow, the wine flowed down her chin and onto her clothes.

1 There was a female colleague nearby who couldn't stand it and wanted to stop her, but she didn't dare to step forward.

These are all powerful people in country Z.

Xu Yingying felt dizzy and couldn't drink any more.

The man's hands caressed her shoulders, trying his best to eat her.

This is not the first time she has experienced this.

Because of her good figure, she is always an easy target for men at the wine table.

Even though she couldn't drink anymore, she was still forced to drink. The funny thing is that none of her colleagues took any action, they were all afraid of these hypocritical "superiors".

The private room is very large, and men and women sit together.

There are some who appear to be well-dressed but are hooking up with each other in private, and there are also rivals who look hostile to each other and don't like each other, and there are even some who don't forget to have an affair even though they are separated by a few people.

They all turned a blind eye to Xu Yingying's experience and had no intention of helping.

The room seemed to have entered some kind of order.

Everyone abides by it tacitly.

At this time, the originally closed door slowly opened.

First, there were black high heels, then a black hip-hugging skirt, and then a black suit that clung to the waist, with an exaggerated gold belt around the waist.

Her long seaweed-like hair was scattered freely, and there was an inviolable energy between her brows.

She glanced at Xu Yingying lightly, her red lips slightly parted, "Is this how Fang Bo treats guests?"

The cold tone instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

Xu Yingying looked at the woman dimly.

The men around her disappeared for some reason, and she slumped on the chair, with wine stains on the corners of her mouth.

The bodyguards controlled the men.

"Mr. Zhou?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was completely silent.

Mr. Zhou has only been in country Z for three years. He started as an unknown makeup artist, and finally won Yili, which owns 3% of the beauty market in city Z.

Someone once lamented that 70% is not the limit of Mr. Zhou but the limit of market rules.

A dominant company will never go far.

Of course, the reason behind this is not Mr. Zhou's personal strength, but the big guys she has made friends with, especially a mysterious man named Shen, who has been helping her develop the Z country market.

Today is the celebration banquet for the launch of Fang Bohe’s project.

Zhou Nian didn't want to come, but out of etiquette, she still needed to show her face on behalf of Yili.

Unexpectedly, I encountered this scene.

Zhou Nian sneered, the red nail polish hidden in the black sleeves, looming, "Do you like watching women drink so much?"

"Miaomiao."

"Drink your fill with the bosses."

Behind him are tall bodyguards, and in front of him is Zhou Nian, who has a strong aura.

Several men were instantly silenced and speechless.

Zhang Miaomiao behind him carried several bottles of liquor, poured several bowls, and placed the bowls in front of the man.

"Mr. Wu, Mr. Liu, Mr. Zhang, I'll do it first." Zhang Miaomiao smiled kindly and drank without being sloppy, raising her head and doing it directly.

Seeing that the little girl drank from several grown men, she had to drink even if she couldn't lose her face.

Just like this, I drank the third bowl.

Mr. Wu said: "Mr. Zhou, I really can't drink anymore."

Mr. Zhang: "Yes, I can't drink."

I can't even speak clearly.

Zhou Nian glanced at the empty wine bowl and cursed in a low voice, "Little trash."

Turning around, he whispered to Zhang Miaomiao, who was still awake: "See you off."

"Yes."

After the unfairness in the draft that year, Zhang Miaomiao had been depressed until one day she suddenly received a call from Zhou Nian, asking her if she would like to follow her.

Zhang Miaomiao thought that Zhou Nian had sacrificed his life to help her without hesitation, so he was naturally willing to follow her, so he agreed without hesitation.

Nowadays, she helps Zhou Nian with ease when it comes to socializing, drinking, and makeup management.

Zhou Nian glanced at Xu Yingying, who was slumped on the chair, and ordered: "Book a hotel and send people to rest."

"Yes."

When we came out, it was pouring rain outside.

Zhou Nian sat in the back seat, flipping through documents with a tablet.

She is not the founder of Eli, but she has a great say in Eli.

She only invests and does not participate in the management of the company.

In addition, it has been committed to the acquisition and creation of beauty brands.

Unique vision.

The car drives slowly.

Suddenly the driver said, "Boss, there's someone here."

Zhou Nian raised his head and looked out the car window. He saw a woman kneeling in front of the car, her clothes soaked by the rain.

"Is something wrong?" Zhou Nian threw the tablet aside and rolled down the window.

Xu Yingying looked up at Zhou Nian, the cold rain washed away her drunkenness, "Mr. Zhou, I want to follow you."

Zhou Nian chuckled, "Do you think I will ask for a vase?"

There's nothing to say about Xu Yingying's figure. As for her ability, which has been with Eli for so long, Zhou Nian has never heard of her at all.

It can be seen that she is not an important member of the management team, but judging from her outfit, she is probably not even a middle-level manager.

"I have leverage."

"what?"

"About Jock."

When Zhou Nian heard the word "Joke", he became slightly interested.

He was on an equal footing with Zhou Nian in Yili, and their relationship was tense because of their different ideas.

Zhou Nianzheng was thinking about how to mess with him.

"What's your relationship with him?" Zhou Nianxiao asked.

As Xu Yingying, she knew that she had access to Qiao Ke without asking, but as far as she knew, Qiao Ke had a wife.

Xu Yingying didn't shy away from it and looked directly at Zhou Nian, "It's a relationship between lovers."

Zhou Nian became interested, "Is he not good to you? Why did you betray him?"

Unexpectedly, Xu Yingying was an extremely sober woman. She said, "Men are for use, not love."

She knew very well that Jock would not really love her, he was just playing along with her.

When he gets tired of playing with her, he will abandon her without hesitation.

Just like today, she accompanied Jock to attend and was made to look like this.

Jiao Ke left first after making a phone call, not caring about her life or death.

"I like your words."