Domineering President's Ultimate Lover

Looking forward to it, a small hope in his heart that maybe Chicheng would come back to find him, because he remembered that Chicheng told him that he would not let go.

With the passage of one day or two, the hope in Liao Xiangyun's heart came to naught, and no one came to him. When he and Chi Cheng were on good terms, Chi Cheng's friends were all his friends. After breaking up, Chi Cheng's "hunters and dog friends" naturally draw a clear line with him.

Liao Xiangyun never told Liao Baiwei and his older sister Liao Fengyun about his breakup with Chicheng, so he couldn't go home during the Chinese New Year.

He used the excuse that he didn't want his father to worry about him, and kept his secret about his breakup with Chicheng, but Wenquan could see that Liao Xiangyun regretted it, and still had hope in his heart.He is determined not to let these hopes come true, he must strangle them in the cradle.

On New Year's Eve, Hot Spring lied to Liao Xiangyun and had to leave to leave Liao Xiangyun to spend the festival alone at home, but in fact he was eating, drinking and having fun with others outside. , I want him to taste what it's like to be alone for thirty years, is it lonely and wants to jump off the building?

Since then, he has changed from a "princess" to a "Cinderella", no longer glamorous, no longer dazzling, no one hangs around him, his words are no longer imperial orders, and his affairs are not the top priority.

Liao Xiangyun has never been so lonely, let alone sitting alone at the dining table at home on New Year's Eve, staring at a table of delicacies in a daze.

The food is fragrant, but he has no appetite at all. He counts the dishes one by one, stitching each color together, how many round plates, how many square plates, how many meat dishes and how many vegetarian dishes, which one he likes to eat, which one? ——Chi Cheng loves to eat...

It was unbearable until eight o'clock, and CCTV's Spring Festival Gala officially opened. It was like this every year, with songs and dances, the excitement was extraordinary, the stage was gorgeous, and the lights were extravagant.

The songs are not good, the acrobatics are not good-looking, the skits are not funny, you can’t watch anything, and you can’t eat.

At nine o'clock, Liao Xiangyun dug out the only bottle of red wine at home, leaned on the rocking chair in the living room and shook the red wine glass like Chi Cheng.

At [-]:[-], drunk, he impulsively took the car keys and headed towards the "Emperor". Before Chi Cheng broke up with him, he knew early on that the whole family was gathering here for the Chinese New Year. Which one? He remembers the box clearly.

Not doing anything, he said he couldn't help but wanted to see if Chi Cheng was laughing and laughing when he couldn't eat.

Red lanterns are hung high, and thousands of households are filled with festive enthusiasm, wrapped in silver and illuminated.

Liao Xiangyun walked into the safe passage short of breath, he didn't even dare to take the elevator, for fear of bumping into someone he knew, it would be embarrassing.

The entire first floor was occupied by the whole family. When he climbed to the fifteenth floor along the safe passage, Teng Zifeng's voice suddenly floated down the upper floor. Liao Xiangyun was startled like an ant on a hot pot, standing on tiptoe. Fleeing down frantically on tiptoe, for fear of being bumped into him to come here.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm a little dizzy from drinking, come here and give me a pillow." Across three floors, Liao Xiangyun heard it clearly, it turned out that Teng Zifeng was "acting like a baby" with Ren Mowan.

"I told you to drink less and you didn't listen, you deserve it! You'll die if you drink to death."

"Your mouth is so poisonous, how can I be willing to make you a widow haha."

"Don't be poor with me, it's annoying."

"Don't, tell you something serious, we want our fathers to take the child back later, and I'll take you two to the world at night."

Liao Xiangyun, who pricked up his ears and eavesdropped, didn't hear Ren Mowan's answer, and it was Teng Zifeng who rang again: "Give me another girl, big daughter-in-law, hehe—oh, don't Twist, ear, ear, I'm the wrong wife, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

"Hmm..." Ren Mowan didn't pay attention, and was successfully attacked by Teng Zifeng, who was 12 years younger than him. Then, Teng Zifeng pushed him into the wall behind him and sealed his lips.

Due to drinking, as the inner wall of his mouth was eaten away by Teng Zifeng, Ren Mowan couldn't help twisting his waist, and after a few strokes, the lower part swelled up, which made him a little annoyed.

"Daughter-in-law, don't scold me, anyway, I'm just talking about him, what the hell, come here to shoot a quick gun? Hehehehehehe, you start softly, it hurts...hahahahahaha, it's done Don’t pinch me and go back to the house quickly... It’s been a long time, if you don’t go back to those guys, you really think I’m doing something to you hahahaha.”

With a "bang", the sound of the big iron door closing completely separated Liao Xiangyun upstairs and downstairs from the warm laughter, beating and scolding.

Holding on to the armrest and looking up, is there any need to sneak in?

Liao Xiangyun smiled, no more...

He stretched out his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes, tears muddied his retinas, requiring him to see nothing for a few seconds.In the end, he held on to the handrail, how did he get up, and how did he climb down the fifteenth floor in a daze.

It's snowing again, it's snowing all over the sky, it's so beautiful...

Liao Xiangyun's long black curly hair was flying in the cold wind. His body was hot, and his nose, eyes, face and back of his hands exposed in the wind and snow were so cold that he was about to go numb.

Before the midnight bell rang, Liao Xiangyun pushed open the door of Heilin's ward with six catties of pork stuffed dumplings packed in a restaurant.

"Heilin, Happy New Year, hahahahaha." He was very happy, smiling as if he had won the 500 million lottery, and his eyelids were powdered, but Heilin could still see that there were two tears buried underneath.

"Yun, Master Yun, why are you here at this time, haha, hahaha." The man on the hospital bed looked flattered, both pleasantly surprised and delighted by Liao Xiangyun's sudden visit.

"Let's eat dumplings with you, get up quickly, pork stuffed dumplings, I'm so hungry, ah - I forgot to buy wine, wait for me to go down and buy."

Liao Xiangyun, who was busy with himself, didn't give Hei Lin a chance at all. He is tonight's screenwriter, he wrote and staged at will. Perhaps, only this man is willing to cooperate with his willfulness.

Perhaps because of New Year's Eve, the hospital's canteen closed its doors early, and the lights were on, but there was no one there.

As a last resort, Liao Xiangyun ran out of the hospital with his collar wrapped around his collar. There was no warehouse nearby, and he forgot his car key upstairs in the ward, so he took a taxi and ran two miles to find a big New Year's Eve restaurant. Cangmai, who was in business, bought a stick and a burning knife.

When he walked out of the warehouse, he seemed to see a familiar figure from behind at the entrance of the bar diagonally opposite.

Liao Xiangyun was stunned for a moment, but didn't take it too seriously, happily took a taxi back to the hospital with the bottle of liquor in his pocket.After going back and forth, he caught wind and cold, but the germs did not break out in his body that night.

Hei Lin is strong and strong, and his injuries have already healed. When Liao Xiangyun came back, he had already set up the bed table, and the six catties of dumplings were neatly placed on it. Chopsticks, two disposable plates, and two paper cups.

The bedside lamp was turned on in the ward, and when Liao Xiangyun opened the door and came in, Hei Lin was stunned. He stood in the door frame, and the moment the door was closed, all the light behind him was blocked from the door.

"Where's Hei Tao?" Liao Xiangyun sat down in front of Heilin's hospital bed, fiddled with the big stuffed dumplings in the lunch box, pretending to ask casually.

"I have something to go." Hei Lin lied, in fact, when Liao Xiangyun was buying wine, Hei Tao who went to get medicine for him came back, and then he hesitated for a long time, and finally Hei Tao who understood He got up and left, this New Year's Eve, Hei Tao originally wanted the two of them to spend together.

Liao Xiangyun was eager to drink after eating only one dumpling, his face was flushed, it was because he drank red wine before and used the strength of the wine to toss, and now he took a sip of strong high-grade liquor, that spicy The energy directly made his eyes turn red, and he whimpered and swallowed the hard-to-swallow wine juice, which made his throat acrid and the wine smelled pungent.

Hei Lin wanted to dissuade him, this kind of wine was not something that a son like Liao Xiangyun could "enjoy".

In front of the man, Liao Xiangyun picked up the wine glass and brought it to Hei Lin's mouth: "No, it's your turn to play tricks, take a big sip, hurry up."

"I'm the patient Master Yun." Hei Lin was helpless, he didn't want to watch his Young Master Yun drink away his worries.

"I'll give you a day off today. It's okay. Let's drink." Liao Xiangyun's attitude was very firm, he looked directly at Hei Lin and refused to back down.

Hei Lin just didn't want to drink, and Liao Xiangyun, who was in a half-drunk state, made his heart itch. If he was really going to get drunk, he...he was afraid.

"Why don't you drink?" He raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his eyes, with a domineering look, "Okay, you've finished eating, I'll drink it myself."

Liao Xiangyun originally wanted to show off to Hei Lin, but suddenly he understood his current position. He has no right to order Hei Lin any more. He is sitting here only because they are friends and have an equal relationship.

"This wine is too strong, if you drink too much, you will suffer from Master Yun tomorrow."

"It's you who have a headache after drinking too much. I don't have a headache. Bring it to me."

Hei Lin snatched the wine glass from Liao Xiangyun's hand, and the latter stretched out his arms to snatch it. The glass of wine spilled all over Hei Lin's pajama pants, and the two calmed down, returned to their respective positions, holding chopsticks Chewing silently with the dumplings in between.

For a long time, Liao Xiangyun, who was depressed, raised his head and said to Hei Lin: "What about Master Yun, you can call me Ayun, give me the wine, Hei Lin, I really want to drink."

Hei Lin's gaze was very upright, as rigid as his own, he stared at Liao Xiangyun's red face stained with alcohol for a long time, and finally poured Liao Xiangyun's baijiu with the wine bottle .

"That's all, not a drop more."

"You drink all the rest and that's all I have, haha."

The atmosphere came alive with these two half-joking words, Liao Xiangyun got up and turned on the TV in the ward, and watched the party with Hei Lin while eating dumplings, and he only sipped the two-and-a-half glasses of wine each time.

He chatted briefly with Hei Lin's parents, and they watched the cross talk at the party together and laughed, but they couldn't get into the festive atmosphere in their hearts, Liao Xiangyun felt like a walking dead, he was finished No, no Chi Cheng will never bloom again.