I was trapped by the domineering president of the paranoid

Peng Song shook Qiao Yuliang's hand away, "Don't touch me! You make me sick! Yan Jiayan, if you partner with him to lie to me again, we won't have to be brothers anymore!"

"Peng Song..."

Yan Jia hesitated to speak, wanted to explain something, but Peng Song didn't give him a chance to explain, and left angrily.

Seeing Peng Song's angry look, Qiao Yuliang cried and squatted on the ground covering his face.

Yan Jiayan scratched his head irritably, not knowing what to do with the two of them.

"Old Yan, is it true that Song Song will never want me again?" Qiao Yuliang asked through his fingertips.

This Yan Jiayan didn't know how to answer, at least it seemed that Peng Song really didn't want to have any contact with him anymore.

"Or I'd better go. I'll go back to England. I won't be an eyesore to him anymore. He doesn't love me anymore. He can live well without me."

Qiao Yuliang said dejectedly.

——Yan Jiayan patted him on the back——

"Calm down, I'll think of a way."

"What else can I do? There is no other way. I have explained and flattered me, but he still doesn't want me. You can't blame Song Song, you can only blame me for being stupid. I shouldn't be so stupid back then."

Qiao Yuliang said in a daze that his eyes had lost their light, and his eyes were staring blankly at the cracks in the stone slabs of the street, as if he had fallen into an extremely pessimistic and disappointed mood.

Yan Jiayan had an ominous premonition, but he couldn't grasp it. Qiao Yuliang was the purest of the three of them, and he couldn't bear him to be hurt.

As a middleman, both sides are brothers, and the palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh. Now it is useless to say who is right and who is wrong, and I can only find a way to get them back together.

Back then, Da Qiao didn't know who was tricked away, but Yan Jiayan knew with his toes that it must be his parents. Yan Jiayan was worried, why did he always worry about other people's affairs.

Yan Jiayan was depressed for a whole day, and she was not energetic in doing anything, even holding Gu Ning in her arms, she couldn't fully charge the battery, so depressed that Gu Ning even noticed it.

Gu Ning touched his forehead and asked;

"What's the matter with you? Are you sick?"

The domineering president threw himself into Gu Ning's arms with a whimper, rubbing his chest frantically, until Gu Ning was embarrassed, and pushed him away blushing.

"How old you are and still look like a child."

Yan Jiayan sighed, holding her sweet and soft little lover and crying to him that Peng Song and Qiao Yuliang tortured him every day without conscience.

Gu Ning fell into deep thought after listening, and it took him a long time to speak;

"I think Assistant Peng is an arrogant person. What he was angry with was not what Brother Qiao did back then, but that he left without a word for more than ten years, and did not say hello when he came back. It has been so long and the matter was not resolved back then. There is no need to solve it now.”

Yan Jiayan was taken aback, and got up to look at him;

"He really thinks so?"

——Gu Ning shrugged——

"I don't know, I guess."

——Yan Jiayan touched his chin——

"I think he should think like this, little Gu Ningxing, do you guys have the same mentality?"

Gu Ning was so angry that his face turned red, and he was still desperately trying to save his last bit of face;

"I'm straight! I'm not Xiaoshou!"

Yan Jiayan smirked, and directly pushed Gu Ning down on the sofa;

"Fuck his straight man!"

He kissed the alluring red lips in front of him fiercely.

Gu Ning was kissed until his whole body became limp, lying limply in Yan Jiayan's arms.

Yan Jiayan rubbed his hair and asked tenderly;

"What do you think Qiao Yuliang should do to make Peng Song forgive him?"