To keep alive, I tempt Buddhists to lose control every day

Jiang Yu crossed her arms across her chest, wearing an ink-colored cheongsam with a dark pattern of acacia flowers, which was tailor-made for her and perfectly outlined her slim figure.

When walking, the slit reveals two beautiful legs as white as jade, straight and slender.

A pair of peach blossom eyes carries with it a charming and seductive aura. Even the coldness between the eyebrows cannot conceal the seductive and pure temperament.

Standing in front of such a stunning beauty, Zhong Meiwei couldn't suppress her inferiority complex at all.

"Miss Jiang, you have such good conditions, there must be a lot of men chasing you, right?"

It was a simple rhetorical question, but the words were full of affirmation.

"so what?"

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at her with cold eyes.

She bit her lip, mustered up her courage, raised her head and chest, "Can you leave Ah Zhou?"

"Are these two things necessarily related? Moreover, what position did Miss Zhong take to make me break up with Fu Chenzhou?"

"Since I was a child, no matter what danger Azhou encountered, I was willing to stand in front of him, even if it meant sacrificing my life."

Zhong Meiwei was determined to come clean and would not back down again.

Jiang Yu raised the corner of his mouth, with obvious sarcasm in his eyes, "You are so self-righteous that you stand in front of him. Aren't you afraid of slowing down his speed in drawing his sword? In the face of danger, how much is your life worth?"

In the world of cultivating immortals, supporting characters who talk too much nonsense die the fastest.

Anyway, Jiang Yu couldn't appreciate this kind of self-righteous sacrifice, which was even morally blackmailing.

"I know that you good-looking and rich people have a natural sense of superiority and look down on us who live at the bottom of society, treating us like stinky rats in the gutter."

Zhong Meiwei felt more and more aggrieved as she spoke, and her eyes turned slightly red.

It’s hard for Jiang Yu to comment on this.

Someone who is good-looking and rich?

Who is this talking about?

[Host, she is talking about you. ]

Jiang Yu frowned: I can't deny that she is pretty, but as for the money, the 100 million given by Fu Chenzhou will take three years to get.

【That’s not the point.】

Ginger Fish: What is that?

[Maybe it’s the difference between people? ]

Jiang Yu: Isn't it normal to have a gap? Did she lose her temper because of this gap? Wow, so crispy!

"Ms. Jiang, even if you pity me, can you please return Ah Zhou to me?"

As she spoke, Zhong Meiwei took out something from her arms, a thick, large book.

She turned to the first page, which showed a photo of Fu Chenzhou when he was a child. "This is Ah Zhou. Isn't he cute?"

Jiang Yu glanced at it casually.

The petite Fu Chenzhou, wearing a black suit and a Windsor knot, was serious but very noble, like an exquisite nobleman doll.

"Well, it's alright."

Jiang Yu reached out to take it and flipped through it casually.

This is a notebook full of traces of time, and almost all of it is things related to Fu Chenzhou collected by Zhong Meiwei.

She carefully cut out childhood photos, photos of him on magazine covers, and even news reports from newspapers and pasted them in the notebook.

Very thoughtful.

It's just that this effort was used in the wrong place.

Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze became sharp. "Does Fu Chenzhou know what you did?"

"No, no!" Zhong Meiwei waved her hands and explained, "I just secretly collected them and treasured them as memories."

Jiang Yu rubbed his little canine teeth with the tip of his tongue.

I feel like biting someone, what should I do?

Seeing that Jiang Yu did not express his opinion, Zhong Meiwei had to continue to plead, "I show you these without any purpose. I just want to tell you that in my heart, A Zhou is very important, very important."

"So what?"

Jiang Yu's lukewarm attitude was beyond Zhong Meiwei's expectations.

She thought that any woman, seeing these memories related to her boyfriend, would inevitably feel jealous, uncomfortable, or even angry, knowing that not only did he have nothing to do with her, but he was also treated as a treasure by another woman.

However, Jiangyu's emotions are so stable.

If you don't have a strong heart, it means you don't love that man at all.

Zhong Meiwei hopes it is the latter.

"Ms. Jiang, although Madam Jiang has adopted you as her godchild, your father is an alcoholic and your mother is a nanny. So you are with Azhou only because of his family background and wealth. If you are after money, there are plenty of rich people in the wealthy circle. If you break up with Azhou, I will give you money."

Jiang Yu's eyes were full of mockery. "You are the daughter of Butler Zhong and Niu Niang. Didn't they teach you the principle of 'Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you'? You take family background so seriously that you are afraid that people with good family backgrounds will step on you, but you turn around and step on people with worse family backgrounds than you. You want to give me money? Millions? Tens of millions? Can you give it to me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a deep voice coming from behind him.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhong Meiwei looked flustered, bit her lip and looked at the person who came, "I was chatting with Miss Jiang."

Fu Chenzhou walked to Jiang Yu's side and looked at the notebook in her hand. "What is this?"

"Nothing, Miss Zhong's."

Jiang Yu casually returned the notebook to Zhong Meiwei without saying a word.

Zhong Meiwei's face was pale and she held the notebook tightly in her arms.

"Go back with me."

Fu Chenzhou grabbed Jiang Yu's wrist and his face didn't look very good.

When they returned to the bedroom, before Jiang Yu could say anything, Fu Chenzhou had already taken off his coat and went to the bathroom angrily.

[Oh, did the male lead hear your conversation just now? ]

Jiang Yu sat on the edge of the bed, supporting his chin with one hand: I wonder how much he has heard?

[Just now, why didn't you show the notebook to the male protagonist? ]

Jiang Yu snorted: "Why should I be a matchmaker for Zhong Meiwei? If she wants to confess, she can do it herself. Wait for me to help her expose it and let Fu Chenzhou know her feelings. I will become the evil woman who exposes other people's secret love."

[Fuck, this is what she was planning! ]

Jiang Yu sighed: Not everyone in this world is naive.

click-

The bathroom door opened.

Jiang Yu turned his head and quickly covered his eyes, "Can't you put on your clothes before coming out?"

"I forgot my bathrobe."

Fu Chenzhou was not wearing a bathrobe, but only a bath towel. His straight and slender legs and strong chest looked like a perfect work of art in Jiang Yu's eyes.

His hair was still wet, so he casually wiped it with a dry towel.

Damn, this is against the law, okay?

A white bath towel makes the mermaid line more distinct. Drops of water slide down the firm muscles...

So A, so lustful!

Jiang Yu suddenly felt his heart beating faster, and the inexplicable desire from last time came up again.

Her dantian began to feel slightly hot, and she tried her best to suppress the rampant itch.

"Dry my hair."

Fu Chenzhou handed the hair dryer to Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu took it and switched seats with him, he sat and she stood.

She played with his black hair bit by bit, making a buzzing sound.