The Night in Beijing Sinks: Mr. Jiang Kneels Down and Kisses Bai Yueguang in Beijing Circle

[Two male protagonists | The end of the year | Chasing his wife at the crematorium | Ambiguous pull | Shuang Jie] Jiang Yanzheng (attack)｜Nian Xia·Fighting and grabbing the little wolfdog vs Gu Sheng (sufferer)｜Sensitive rationality·Sober and independent Gu Sheng's thirtieth birthday gift was a divorce agreement from Jiang Yan. The young couple who have known each other for twelve years, sharing a bowl of instant noodles at the end of the alley, now have a net worth of hundreds of millions, but they only share the old and the poor. Gu Sheng held the key and sneered: "Mr. Jiang is such a businessman, he can even sort out his feelings so thoroughly." He moved away overnight and swore not to interact with each other till death. But as soon as he walked into the restaurant with his newly acquainted little wolfdog in his arms, he saw Jiang Yanzheng sitting by the window with the popular actor. When their eyes met, they toasted elegantly. Later, in order to protect the puppy, he got into a fight with someone and squatted in the police station making phone calls late at night. After flipping through the address book, the only number I could recite was Jiang Yanzheng. Later, when Gu Sheng passed out drunk in the bar corridor, Jiang Yanzheng's name was still written in the hospital's guardian column. Until the financial headlines broke: Hundreds of billions of assets of the Jiang Group were transferred to Gu Sheng's name overnight. On a rainy night, the man who was killing and decisive in the shopping mall was soaked all over and knocked on the door of the old shabby little boy. "Shengsheng, if I give everything to you, even myself will have to pay for it - can you be willful to me this time?" "Just like the one back then who would snatch my instant noodles, lose his temper with me, and need my attention." Inside the door, Gu Sheng held the old key from twelve years ago and finally burst into tears. It turns out that it's not that I don't love you, it's that I love you too much, and I don't dare to be unrestrained.