Private Night in Hong Kong

[Calm and steady father type vs. Noble intellectual fishing type] Hong Kong circle + year on year + the one in power bows his head + love at first sight + double cleansing When Wen Jiayi was studying for graduate school in Hong Kong City, he met Gu Jingsheng, the youngest leader of the Huanbo Group. Until that day when I overheard a conversation. Wen Jiayi did not cry, and disappeared into the night of the port city with the person and the flowers. The pot of roses that she watered with her own hands was also carried back to the capital together with the pots. Two years later, Beijing. The cooperation project between Jiarong and Huanbo was launched, and Wen Jiayi stood at the door of the conference room as the project manager. "Mr. Gu, long time no see." Her tone was so calm that no waves could be heard, she didn't give in on the terms of the contract, and even when they met by chance, she was polite and distant. So the man in power in Hong Kong City who never bowed his head began to frequently "travel" to the capital, finding one reason after another. He thought he was hunting, but he didn't know that he was already the prey. Small theater Gu Jingsheng and several friends from Hong Kong finished talking about business at home, and when they were about to leave, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open. Wen Jiayi was wearing a red silk pajamas with suspenders. She walked out dazedly, rubbing her eyes. Her voice was as soft as coquettishness: "Brother, I want to hug you." The room was filled with silence. Gu Jingsheng stepped forward almost instinctively and held her tightly in his arms. That night, there was an explosion in the Hong Kong City circle. Everyone is spreading the word: Gu Jingsheng's rose that he lost two years ago has been coaxed back. But only Gu Jingsheng himself knows how he coaxed him back. It was clearly this thorny rose that fished me back step by step. And the moment she rubbed her eyes and threw herself into his arms, he knew he was finished. Completely finished