My poor boyfriend became the richest man after being dumped by me

He Zhijin was slightly startled, staring at Su Qiao for a few seconds, Su Qiao smiled happily at Duan Cen, her eyes were shining, this smile was a bit dazzling.

Duan Cen grinned, took out his mobile phone to reserve a seat, "It's agreed, you are not allowed to let me dove!"

"No, we'll go there together in a while." Su Qiao was looking forward to having a crazy time regardless of everything.

He Zhijin briefly considered Duan Cen's competitiveness. He had seen a lot of rich second-generation people like Duan Cen, and his level was clear, but he couldn't stand Su Qiao, and he liked this kind of weak man. He glanced at Su Qiao, slightly Narrowing his eyes, his brows were sullen, "Since you want to play, let's go together."

Su Qiao had an indifferent expression on her face, her palms were slightly sweating, and she wanted to pull it out, but she was held even tighter, so hard that her phalanges ached slightly.

Duan Cen paused, He Zhijin looked over his face, and smiled lightly, "Master Duan doesn't welcome me?"

"Of course you're welcome." Duan Cen smiled politely, "Mr. He, if you can come, it will be really splendid."

He Zhijin raised his eyebrows, and smiled in a gentle manner. On the wrist that was attached to Su Qiao, the pulse rate was beating again and again. Su Qiao felt his anger. After knowing him for so many years, he still understands it very well. The more angry He Zhijin is, the calmer he is. , The one who laughs is called a harmless human and animal.

But he doesn't care.

Just piss him off!

If you dare to play with the innocent boy's body and mind, you have to think about paying the price. His ears are not so soft, so if you hold hands, you want to coax him back. Let's dream!

The bar opened by Duan Cen’s friend is located in the center of the city. Today is the first day of opening. It’s closed to the public. All the people who come are relatives and friends. In the huge dark space, the blue-purple ceiling lights are like jellyfish floating in the sea. The guests invited on the stage Internet celebrities are lying on the steel pipes and scratching their heads, and waiters in sex bunny outfits are shuttling through the crowd, their little tails are wagging, and there is a sense of luxury and luxury everywhere.

Su Qiao used to be a party figure, but now he hasn't come to such an occasion for half a year. The smell of perfume in the air is mixed with the smell of cigarettes, making him want to vomit. I really don't know why he liked this kind of place before.

The booth is close to the stage, and it is the best in the whole bar. There are a dozen people sitting in a big circle, both men and women. One of Duan Cen's friends has a yellow hair, and he happily proposes, "Let's come and play while it's busy." a game?"

"what game?"

"I've never made a game."

Huang Mao smiled and explained: "Starting from me, everyone said something that they have never done before. If you have done it before, you have to drink."

"Okay." Everyone agreed in unison.

Su Qiao bit the lemonade straw, nodded, and turned to look at He Zhijin. In the debauched environment, He Zhijin was wearing a formal three-piece suit with a double-breasted vest hooked on her tight waistline. Hairspray's hair is meticulous, her features are noble, and she looks like a business elite. She is completely incompatible with the men with dyed yellow hair, the big men with tattoos, and the hot girls in red skirts. They are completely like people from two worlds.

The eyes of the two were separated in the air, and He Zhijin was noncommittal.

Huang Mao stood up, thought for a while, and said treacherously: "I have never fought for a certain person."

There were a lot of people in the society, who hadn't had the moment when their righteousness was in vain, they picked up the wine in front of them and drank it all in one gulp.

"Su Qiao, you should drink it too." Duan Cen pointed to the juice in front of Su Qiao, and said with a smile, "You fought for me, you forgot?"

"Huh?" Is there such a thing?Su Qiao couldn't remember.

Duan Cen lowered his head slightly, and looked at everyone embarrassedly, "I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, and I was blackmailed by two students in the sixth grade. You rushed out and beat them up for me. You are so handsome!"

Su Qiao smiled, picked up the juice on the table and took a sip. When I was a child, I didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and there were too many skinny things, and I didn't remember it for a long time.

"A fourth-grade elementary school student hit two sixth-grade elementary school students, brother, awesome!" Huang Mao admired.

He Zhijin's arm resting on the armrest of the sofa slipped and landed on Su Qiao's shoulder, and his deep and magnetic voice fell on his ear, "It's very loyal, huh?"

Su Qiao straightened her body, sat upright, and pretended not to hear anything. Duan Cen has a good memory and remembers such things.

When the game came to the second man, he was even more thief than Huang Mao, and said with a smile, "I haven't done AI this week."

"..."

The corner of Su Qiao's mouth twitched unnaturally, what kind of game is this?

The wine glass on the coffee table remained unmoved, and the colorful liquids shone under the light. Everyone was silent for a moment, and were about to mourn for each other's lives. A slender and strong hand picked up the translucent square wine glass and handed it to the thin lips , took a sip unhurriedly.

At the same time, Su Qiao picked up the juice on the table and sipped it.

Everyone looked at the same thing, looked at He Zhijin and Su Qiao in unison, showing envy for the winners in life, everyone present, except Duan Cen, didn't know He Zhijin, but seeing that he was dressed in a noble manner, with outstanding temperament and appearance, he was not ordinary people.

Duan Cen was taken aback, staring at He Zhijin, in the dim light, the man casually raised the wine glass in his hand to him, with a submissive aura.

War without gunpowder.

Each other's thoughts are tacit to each other.

Duan Cen withdrew his gaze, and Su Qiao was holding a light yellow juice glass in both hands, leaning on the sofa, smiling darkly, two small white canine teeth scratching the tip of his heart like crescent moons.

After playing the game for a round, everyone lost their spirits. It just so happened that Su Qiao's favorite XX band performed on stage. One dragged the other to dance on the dance floor, and the atmosphere was in full swing.

Su Qiao threw off his jacket, put on a thin solid-color hoodie, and blended into the dance floor with the crowd. He has long hands and legs, and is very flexible. Although he hasn't danced for a long time, his dancing skills are there. , There is no fixed routine, and the dancers can dance casually and beautifully. People around are infected by the atmosphere and learn to follow his rhythm, just like a teacher teaching students.

The surrounding music was deafening, explosive and hot, screams and excited shouts one after another, Su Qiao's ears roared, and his head was buzzing loudly.

Everyone danced heartily around him, the stars were all over the moon, and everyone was watching. Su Qiao has always been the best in this kind of occasion.

He Zhijin was sitting in the booth, the colorful lights flickered in the dim environment, coating his corners with a layer of soft light, his extremely beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed, with the tails of his eyes tucked upwards, walking through the crowd with careless laziness , looking at Su Qiao quietly.

Su Qiao's hot breath cooled down, and suddenly felt that there was nothing interesting here.

The band on the stage was still singing, with a cracked voice expressing intense emotions, vigorous and powerful, and amidst the noisy surroundings, Su Qiao just wanted to go home.

He was like a fish out of water. At first it was difficult to breathe and he suffered a lot. But as time passed, the fish grew legs and could walk freely on the ground. Now he was put back in the water. On the contrary, I feel awkward.

It would be great to read the script in a hotel, why would he set his mind in such a smoky place?

Su Qiao took a long breath and was about to leave when the clothes on the back collar were ripped off. He turned his head and Duan Cen looked at him with a smile, "If you feel noisy, let's talk in the corridor, I have something to say tell you."

Su Qiao was so happy that her ears and nose were finally freed.

Duan Cen crossed his arms, and the smile on his mouth was harmless to humans and animals, "Little Qiao, is it okay for me to call you that?"

"You can call it whatever you want." Su Qiao really doesn't like other people calling it that, it's weird.

Duan Cen lowered his head and smiled, "Do you remember we played house together when we were young?"

"Remember." Su Qiao didn't know what Duan Cen was talking about.

With a smile in Duan Cen's eyes, he looked at him firmly, "You always said you would marry me, do you remember?"

Su Qiao shook her head, she didn't learn anything else in the entertainment industry, she pretended to be a good learner, "I don't remember."

Duan Cen approached him, put his palms on the wall, blocked Su Qiao's way, and looked at him closely, "Little Qiao, have you ever told me that you are very attractive."

"Haha, quite a few people have said it." Su Qiao guessed what he was going to say, this kind of thing has been seen a lot since childhood, but it was the first time that it was her own hair, it was a bit embarrassing.

Duan Cen counted his eyelashes, and his eyes lingered on his face, "I always remember that you said you wanted to marry me, and the first thing you did when you returned to China was to find you. I'm really sorry about your family, I can't help you ,but……"

He dragged his voice, "Now I can help you, and I will help you pay He Zhijin the money you owe him."

"Are you very professional about inquiring about me?" Su Qiao avoided the important ones.

Duan Cen approached him, breathing on his face, Su Qiao frowned slightly, leaned back to avoid, Duan Cen's eyes were heavy, and he said softly: "Little Qiao, he is not suitable for you, you are not suitable for being with him." Do you feel bored? Think about it, you are with me, I can take you to have fun every day, eat good food, you don’t have to worry about anything, it’s the same as before, how hard you are filming now, follow me, you Is it okay to do nothing?"

If a few months ago, maybe Su Qiao would have been moved. It was his lifelong dream to be a rich and idle idler. I like this thing, and I just want to do it well. I want him to go to the previous life, but I feel that I have no motivation.

Su Qiao frowned, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in you and the life you said. I'm living a good life now, so I don't need you to worry about my life for me."

"What about me? Are you considering me?" Duan Cen looked expectantly.

Su Qiao shook her head resolutely, "Not interested." Forget it, he has no interest in Duan Cen at all.

The expectation in Duan Cen's eyes dissipated, and he asked disappointedly, "What is it about me that you don't like?"

"You want to know?" The corner of Su Qiao's mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile.

Duan Cen nodded and looked at him.

Su Qiao turned her head to the side and thought about it, and said in a straightforward manner: "You have to run two streets in winter to buy me a cup of milk tea, put it in your arms to keep warm, and tell me with a smile when your hands are frozen from the cold. It's not cold at all, you have to eat steamed buns for three months, just to save money to buy me gifts, and tell me it's a fake, you have to do it on a whim and ask you a high math question, obviously you don't know how to study it Answer it in one night, and tell me it's very simple."

There's no way, he just likes this pure and unaffected energy, so after all these years, he hasn't met other suitable people, and other people don't have this energy.

Duan Cen was hit by a critical blow, and he froze on the spot, asking dumbly, "Who is this?"

There are such people in this world?

Footsteps were heard at the entrance of the corridor, and the two turned their heads together. He Zhijin stood under the light beam of the light yellow light, with a gray suit jacket draped over his arms, two buttons of his white shirt unbuttoned, casually revealing a section of his neck. After scanning the two of them, he stretched out his hand towards Su Qiao, "Let's go."

Su Qiao bent down, slipped under Duan Cen's arm deftly, walked over a few steps, glanced at He Zhijin's palm, raised her jaw proudly, and didn't intend to pull his hand, He Zhijin suddenly put her arms around his waist, and brought Watching his body turn half a circle, pressing against the wall, he leaned over.

Su Qiao was startled, and stared at him with wide eyes. He Zhijin's breath, with the mellow aroma of wine, touched his cheek, and his cold lips touched his soft lips.

He Zhijin's tone was slow, nasal with a bit of alcohol, "This mouth is pretty good at talking."

Duan Cen couldn't hide his depression, and looked straight at the intimacy between the two of them.

Su Qiao curled her lips, what kind of person would listen to the corner.

Su Qiao and He Zhijin went out together, He Zhijin was drunk and could not drive, Su Qiao volunteered to take out the car keys from his pocket, sat in the driver's seat, He Zhijin opened the rear door.

Su Qiao didn't pay much attention to Duan Cen, if he took care of everyone who liked him, then he wouldn't have to do anything in his life.

He glanced in the rearview mirror, and He Zhijin seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, frowning, pinching the bridge of his nose to relieve his headache, Su Qiao rolled down the car window a little, let him blow the air, "What kind of wine are you drinking alone?"

He Zhijin raised his jaw slightly, only the sharp jaw line could be seen in the rearview mirror, and his magnetic voice was a bit sticky, "What do you think?"

Su Qiao understood as soon as she thought about it, she shook her shoulders, "Mr. He, don't you think your possessiveness is a bit strong?"

"is it?"

"You're very possessive."

After a few seconds of silence, He Zhijin sneered, "Su Qiao, sometimes I really want to kill you."

The tip of Su Qiao's tongue touched the palate and trembled, a little scared, "What about other times?"

He Zhijin asked him to smile, and the low laughter flowed in the space inside the car, most of the time, he just wanted to like you.

His thin lips were slightly pursed, and he raised his hand to rub the bridge of his nose. From Su Qiao's perspective, he could only see the light blue veins on the back of his hand, which were faint and faintly visible. His heart skipped a beat, "You drink too much? Don't spit in the car!"

He Zhijin unbuttoned the double-breasted suit vest, where Su Qiao couldn't see, his eyes were dark, and his voice was slow, "I forgive you."

"What?" Su Qiao was confused.

He Zhijin's voice was very low, and each word was clear and forceful, "The first time we met, I asked you to wait for me for six hours, because I waited for six years, and your six hours for my six years, we will cancel it at once. .”

Su Qiao was stunned. Is this telling the truth after drinking?

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