The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

A slender man walked in.

The man was exceptionally handsome and had a strong aura. He stunned the entire audience as soon as he entered the bar. His black suit had no wrinkles, adding a sense of abstinence. His height of over 1.9 meters allowed him to scan the entire place easily.

His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his harsh gaze sent chills down the spines of those he glanced at.

Within a few seconds, his sharp eyes were locked on someone in the corner, and he walked in that direction with his long legs.

The man picked up the little drunkard, his frosty brows softened a lot, and he lowered his head with a hint of endearment: "Have fun? Huh? Don't tell me yet, come here secretly."

With a familiar scent filling his nostrils, Song Jiu leaned against the man as if he were boneless, his face pressed against his muscular chest, and his hands messed up the expensive haute couture suit.

Say the strongest words in the softest tone.

"Why don't I tell you? Who told you not to let me go?"

The suit worth hundreds of thousands was caught in a disgraceful state, but the man didn't care at all. He picked up the little drunk with his big hands and adjusted his position considerately, making him moan in comfort.

The man's eyes darkened.

Then, the man seemed to notice that his former high school classmate's magnetic voice was somewhat hoarse for some reason.

"I'm sorry, my Xiaojiu has caused trouble to you all. This bill will be charged to my account, you can do whatever you want."

It wasn't until the two figures walked out of the bar that the students broke away from the strong aura and took a big breath.

"Oh my god, I haven't seen you in a few years. Is Shen Xueshen's aura so strong?"

"Didn't you see, that suit is worth hundreds of thousands?"

Someone was keenly aware that the man's clothes were not simple.

They are just college students who have just graduated and are new to society. In a world where most people work hard to earn a living for their families.

When he was running west, the man had already put on hundreds of thousands of high-end clothes.

Why is the gap between people so far away?

The classmates admired him and were very curious about the man's job.

Seeing the thoughts on their faces, one of the silent boys smoked a cigarette and answered their questions in a serious tone: "Mr. Shen from City S knows."

The classmates looked at each other, who didn't know that there was a top wealthy family that countless people flocked to.

What does this have to do with Shen Xueshen...wait, Shen Han, the surname is Shen! ? Could it be...

Everyone looked horrified.

"That's right, a wealthy and aristocratic family..." In the hazy smoke, the boy's expression changed, as if he was complaining or jealous. "We ordinary people have a hard time getting in touch with us after a lifetime of hard work..."

In a dark prison room.

A prisoner was huddled on a hard iron bed, his whole body emaciated due to years of prison life.

The skinny face was gray and without any luster, and the hair was as dull and messy as weeds.

Lin Xue raised her head stiffly and looked at the floating beam of light outside the window, her expression in a trance.

Sometimes he wondered if these things would not have happened and his life would have been different if he had not listened to the hints in the dark and framed Shen Han out of ridiculous jealousy.

Tears of remorse flowed from his eyes, and he roared with all his strength. After being exhausted, he fell into a hazy sleep, and the cycle started over and over again.

Until one day, a life full of mistakes ended with a chopstick.

That night, Song Jiu was so drunk that he became extremely talkative and delirious. He thought he was back in high school.

"Why did you give that boy a rose? Do you know I'm very sad?"

The little drunkard cried out in frustration and rolled around on the big bed.

The man wiped his face carefully with a towel dipped in warm water. After thinking about it for a moment, he replied seriously.

"That is a rose full of hatred, so I can't give it to you. I'm sorry, I was wrong. I will only give you roses from now on."

Song Jiu was still unwilling to give up, asking softly and crying.

"Then why do you ignore me over and over again and say you're tired of playing and want me to get out..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The person on the big bed was so wronged that he almost stopped crying.

The man felt distressed and helpless.

"I just haven't recognized my feelings yet. I'm just afraid that after falling in love with you, you will leave me. Although I don't know why I feel this way, I am still afraid."

"Now, I have already made up my mind. From now on, you will be my only one."

The man's voice was so low that he seemed to be reciting a touching love poem. It was so full of emotion that it made his heart beat wildly.

Song Jiu felt his face burning up. He deliberately turned over to avoid the man's hand and buried his head in the soft quilt with a dull voice.

"Then why don't you marry me?"

The man made a sudden movement, forcefully yet tenderly digging someone out of the quilt, kneeling on one knee and looking up at the person.

The phoenix eyes were so focused that they seemed to be looking at his whole world.

"As long as it is your wish, I will fulfill it."

He took Song Jiu's hand, lowered his head and kissed it devoutly like a loyal knight treating a noble princess.

"My little rose."

Just because of a drunken remark, Shen Han held a grand wedding, a same-sex wedding, in a very short period of time.

On the wedding day, the seats were packed and the atmosphere was magnificent. Whether sincere or not, countless people came to congratulate.

Like a dream, they became legal partners.

At the wedding scene, Song Jiu saw Jiang Yi.

The big boy who loved to laugh was gone, replaced by a shrewd company chairman with stern eyes, a strong aura, and a familiar atmosphere in his behavior.

In a daze, Song Jiu thought he saw Shen Han.

"I wish you happiness."

The ruthless boss in the business world was sending his blessings with a bitter look on his face, watching his childhood sweetheart walk into the arms of others.

Song Jiu thanked him awkwardly, but was called away by the emcee before he could say a few more words.

He was dizzy throughout the wedding, and the joy in his heart seemed to lift him to the clouds.