family[entertainment]

Sweater party night.

The deafening music filled the entire club without leaving any gaps.

Tian Duomei had been holding a glass of low-alcohol fruit wine early on, avoided An Jiachun, and hid in a corner.

She has always disliked such a noisy party, and the excessive excitement made her at a loss for what to do, so she always avoided it when she could, but this time she had no choice but to compromise, not to mention anything else However, An Jiachun alone is not the master who can let her escape.

Tian Duomei rubbed her forehead and sighed softly, obviously looking miserable.

Just as she was planning to take advantage of An Jiachun's unpreparedness and slip away quietly, she didn't want to be stopped by the so-called head of the club who had just taken a step——

"Ms. Tian."

The joke hanging from the corner of the boy's mouth was too obvious.

It turned out that Tian Duomei, who wanted to sneak away, unconsciously raised her waist, and with the bag in her arms, no matter how you look at it, she looks like a person who wants to run away because of something wrong, sneaky and sneaky Yes, it looks funny.

Even though the lights in the club were on and off, it was not very clear, but Tian Duomei could still clearly see the indelible teasing on the young man's delicate face.

Tian Duomei felt embarrassed, but she didn't show it on her face. She straightened her back as if nothing had happened, and returned to her usual appearance. She raised her chin reservedly, smiled slightly, and called out politely, "" Mr. Song" as a greeting.

Yes, the extremely beautiful young man in front of him is surnamed Song, um, the Song of Song Jingwen.

Tian Duomei never expected that the club that An Jiachun liked would have something to do with Song Jingwen. Even though she knew that South Korea is not big and many entanglements could not escape the control of the upper class circle, she never thought that The meeting is so small that any club you pick at random is related to Song Jingwen.

"This club is an adult gift from my uncle."

That day, the boy led Tian Duomi to the office deep in the club, facing all the scenery on the first floor of the club displayed outside the brown glass wall, his tone was unabashed admiration and admiration.

The "uncle" in his mouth refers to Song Jingwen.

It is obvious that the beautiful child in front of him is Song Jingwen's only nephew, Song Li is also known in the upper circles for his vicious vision and vigorous methods, although he is not very old.

As soon as Song Li opened his mouth, there was a sentence with such a large amount of information. After Tian Duomei behind him sorted out the circles in it, he was about to ask him why he took a step to speak, but he was surprised to hear this sentence. The chattering child turned her head, saw her grinning suddenly, and said with a very bright smile: "As soon as I heard that the family wanted to rent the club, I asked my subordinates to agree. Well, it is my aunt's company after all. If If I don't agree, I'm afraid uncle will not spare me lightly."

Song Li's sudden "Auntie" made Tian Duomei dizzy, she was about to explain, but Song Li on the other end took the lead again, deliberately without leaving any traces.

"I just want to see what my aunt looks like. Auntie won't be angry with me."

The boy lost his brows and eyes, and his big wet eyes were full of careful fawning. This pitiful look was exactly the same as her Guoguo.

How should I put it, are they all the blood of the Song family?

Tian Duomei sighed in her heart. Facing Song Li like this, she couldn't bear to say a few harsh words, even though she knew very well that Song Li was just putting on such an appearance deliberately to avoid her rebuttal and criticism. Negative, he knows how to use his own advantages too well, he is not as shrewd as a boy who is just 20 years old.

"Auntie?"

Seeing Tian Duomei looking at him in a daze, the young boy flashed a sly smile very quickly, but his face was full of innocence without knowing why.

The sound of "Auntie" was too powerful, even though the music in the club was so deafening that she almost became deaf, these two words still came to her ears clearly, pulling back all her thoughts.

"Song Li, as I said, I am not your aunt."

Song Li nodded with a smile, apparently not taking her words to heart.

"Auntie, Uncle is waiting for you in the office upstairs. If you have time, please come with me."

Although it was an invitation, the tone was full of refusal.

Tian Duomei looked at the young man who was still smiling benignly and harmlessly in front of him, feeling helplessly discouraged in his heart.

This guy Song Jingwen...

Ugh……

"Let's go."

Even though Tian Duomi refused, Song Li was determined to bring her in front of his uncle no matter what method he used, but Tian Duomi's willingness to agree so readily made the smile on his lips a bit more real. He really looked like a pure and sunny boy, without a trace of gloom.

Of course, all of these are illusions, and the people from the Song family are pure white paper, they are gentle and harmless on the surface, but they are probably already completely dark inside.

…………

It is still the familiar route.

After several detours, Song Li led Tian Duomei to stop in front of the gate from last time.

"Auntie, go in by yourself, I won't be a light bulb anymore."

After Song Li finished speaking, he winked at her playfully, then quickly turned around and disappeared around the corner of the corridor before Tian Duomei could ask her to stay.

Tian Duomei sighed again, from An Jiachun to Song Li, to Song Jingwen who was waiting inside, there were too many things that gave her a headache this day.

only……

Tian Duomei raised her white right hand slightly, and slowly placed it on the delicate doorknob. Her faster heartbeat in the quiet corridor was as loud as the ear-shattering music just now.

Thinking about it carefully, Song Jingwen has disappeared from her life for more than a month. The relaxation she thought lasted only one day was replaced by a faint sense of loss. She blamed it on the so-called habit and suppressed the inexplicable Heart palpitations, but now the increasingly magnified expectations in her heart can no longer make her deceive herself.

Song Jingwen, Song Jingwen, she actually misses him a little bit, it's really terrible.

"pat-"

Before she knew it, she had turned the doorknob open.

The heavy wooden door was pushed half open, and Song Jingwen's pleasing silhouette appeared in front of her eyes.

"coming?"

He held the goblet gracefully and looked in her direction. The alienation and indifference on his face disappeared instantly, and at the same time, her very familiar smile appeared on his face.

Tian Duomei responded vaguely, closed the door casually, and walked towards Song Jingwen.

The tapered heels sank into the expensive carpet without making a sound.

Today's Tian Duomi is obviously well-groomed.

A royal blue knitted sleeveless dress, with a black wool shawl casually draped over her arms.A head of beautiful curly black hair was all tied back near her neck, with only a few strands left in front of her forehead, adding a bit of coquettishness and charm to her.

Song Jingwen looked at Tian Duomei who was standing beside him, as if he had discovered something interesting, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

She is so different now - she is earth-shatteringly beautiful, earth-shatteringly alluring, and her eyes, which are always exceptionally clear, also have a little bit of incomprehensible emotion.

This is an encouragement to Song Jingwen, and it is also a subtle hint-whatever he wants to do now will be allowed and even accepted.

He has never been one to wrong himself.

After comprehending this point, he casually put the cup in his hand on the table, then put his right hand, which was as beautiful as a work of art, under the tie, and pulled it lightly. The hidden coquettishness and charm.

He unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, exposing his slender neck and beautiful collarbone in front of Tian Duomei, but she just slightly raised her eyes to look at the very provocative picture at this time. With a pretty face, she was even more calm than she expected.

"Ah."

Song Jingwen propped up his hands and trapped Tian Duomei firmly between him and the glass wall, and then buried his pretty face in the crest of her neck childishly, the fragrance overflowing from the tip of his nose made him feel unsatisfied He smiled and rolled his eyes.

Compared with Song Jingwen's enjoyment, Tian Duomei, who was forced to lean against the glass wall at this time, seemed much more embarrassed.

She turned her face slightly, and all she could see was the clear view of the first floor of the club outside the glass wall. She even saw An Jiachun, who climbed to the center of the stage with a bottle of wine in his hands, shaking his hair, apparently for fun. crazy.

Even though she knew that the large glass wall was very clear from the inside, but from the outside, there was no shadow to peek at it, but Tian Duomei still felt ashamed and indignant.

Just when she was about to break free from Song Jingwen's shackles and escape from such a predicament, Song Jingwen's hoarse voice suddenly came from her ear.

"I miss you, how beautiful."

It's too much...

Tian Duomei let out all her strength.

She has always known that Song Jingwen sees her feelings for him far more clearly than herself.He knew that his heart was moved by him, and he was also shaken, but she wore layers of masks, which were so thick that it blocked all possibilities for him to go further with her.

Isn't there a saying like this, you can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, and by the same token, you should never hope that a person who pretends not to know that he is tempted will enlighten himself.

Tonight, Song Jingwen could see through her changes with just one glance.

It has always been his forte to make progress, it has never been his style to be gentle, protective, and considerate.

At this moment, Tian Duomei finally had to admit that since she met Song Jingwen, she had fallen into the trap he had already set. It was just a meaningless struggle to keep calm and resist alienation, and Song Jingwen would succeed in the end.

Sensing Tian Duomei's sudden abandonment, Song Jingwen hugged her waist and laughed softly.

"It seems that you have fully realized?"

Tian Duomei snorted coldly, "Without you, Guoguo and I would still be happy and happy."

Really tough.

Song Jingwen raised his eyebrows and smiled, covering his beautiful red lips unceremoniously.

He licked her plump lower lip carefully, little by little, so gentle that he was not at all like that domineering Song Jingwen.

…………

"With me, you will only be happier and more fulfilled."

Song Jingwen said as he kissed her hair lightly.

Tian Duomei, who was a little tired from being kissed, supported his thin waist, curled his lips with a cold face, although he did not agree, he did not deny it either.

…………

"Didn't your mother say it's coming soon? Haven't you come back yet?"

Li Chengya babbled and walked to Tian Zhengguo who was standing by the window looking at the door, just about to look out of the window, but saw Tian Zhengguo quickly closed the curtain with his hands, and replied with a cold face: "Well, not yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rustling sound at the door.

Li Chengya glanced at Tian Zhengguo in surprise, but saw him walking towards the gate with his usual expression.

not right...

Li Chengya touched his chin and watched Tian Zhengguo take Tian Duomi's handbag, and frowned unconsciously.

One is surprisingly depressed, and the other is surprisingly happy, something is really wrong...