The Scheming Ex-girlfriend of a Prodigal Son in Beijing Circles

Name: The Scheming Ex-girlfriend of a Prodigal Son in Beijing Circles
Author: Malatang At Midnight

by Malatang At Midnight

ongoing Modern Romance Urban Life Female Lead

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11Kwords4chapters

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Ch. 4 — You Are Good-looking, I Won't Lose Anything If I Kiss You

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About This Novel

[The prodigal in game life * A good and sober girl in the world + The one in power bows his head + Chasing his wife in the crematorium + Double cleansing] Huo Chen is the wind that cannot be controlled. Qin Yuan is a quiet and comfortable Liu. One is free and uninhibited, the other follows rules. The two completely different people started with a happy "Have fun" and ended with an ordinary "I'm tired of it". In the game of Prodigal Son, everyone who enters the game only invests three points. * That day Huo Chen met a good girl who liked him in every way. She is very obedient, not clingy, greedy, demanding, or talking about the future. He said, I don't want to get married. She said oh. He said, I don't like children. She nodded silently. She accepted all the outrageous choices that ran counter to her well-behaved life. They all said that Qin Yuan's love for Huo Chen was miserable. * Until one day, he got tired of talking and broke up. She didn't make any fuss and just replied, "Okay." Huo Chen thought that as long as she opened her mouth, they could play together for the rest of their lives. But people who have always been well-behaved walk in a cool and decisive way. The next time they met, it was on a blind date between her and another man. She talked eloquently about marriage and the future, her eyes shining brightly. Huo Chen suddenly realized that everything was fine before, but it didn't matter. She will not marry him or have children with him. He, Huo Chen, was never in Qin Yuan's future. She said Huo Chen, you were just saying it for fun. People who appear to be dissolute lose completely, while people who appear to be passionate are colder and more sober than anyone else. Later, in the darkness, with red eyes, he accused and begged word by word, "An'an, you have no heart. Look back at me, I'm not dirty. Please."