After I Fell into Despair, I Became the Chief Assistant's Cinnabar Mole

[Advance collection of the modern romance "There's Snow in the Cold City Tonight", "The Love of the Sea and the Sin of a Loyal Dog", the full text is being saved, welcome to collect~] Copywriting of this article: In the year when Shen Zhihe married Lu Xizhou, the whole city was in red, and everyone admired the beauty of the man and the beauty, and the beauty came in pairs. The youngest chief minister of the dynasty had warm palms and pulled her to worship in front of the people in the capital. At that time, even Shen Zhihe felt that it was a blessing to marry Mr. Lang. However, once there was a rebellion, Shen's father was imprisoned for colluding with the fallen prince. Evidence of collusion with the traitors was found in Shen Zhihe's room. She was escorted to kneel in the warm Lu Mansion of the past, and the judge in front of her was none other than her husband. "The Shen family of the Lu family colluded with the traitors, and they should be punished for their crime." Her heart felt cold as she listened to the man who had painted her eyebrows yesterday say such words coldly. — Later, she was kidnapped from prison by some strange combination of circumstances, and was taken to the south of the Yangtze River in a carriage. She opened a teahouse there. Countless storytellers crossed the threshold of her home, and the storytellers in the building also changed one after another. She thought her life would go on like this. Until one day, when she was settling her accounts, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ears. "Madam boss, are there any new teas for this Chinese New Year?" The man's voice was gentle, just like he had been leaning against her neck countless nights before, saying "ma'am" over and over again. — After Shen Zhihe left, Lu Xizhou often couldn't distinguish reality from the past. He was used to replacing the strong liquor in the house with low-alcohol fruit wine, and was used to tending the patch of roses that filled the yard. He was used to calling his wife softly when he was working at his desk. But when he looked up, on the soft couch where the lazy woman should be lying, there was only Shen Zhihe's favorite cat lying on it. He finally plucked up the courage to go to Jiangnan. He met the woman he missed day and night. During the continuous rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, Lu Xizhou tried to stop the woman from going home and called her in a low voice: "Madam." Extremely pleading. But the woman turned around indifferently: "I'm afraid you have forgotten, the common girl is no longer your wife." * [A delicate-minded, proud, wanton and abject woman, she is not less elegant and elegant × gentle, elegant and cunning, but counts herself as the first assistant] * Platoon: Start writing after getting married. So it will be a little bit sweet at first. Later (bold) hzc (but it can also be regarded as a favorite article). Marriage first, love later + chasing wife hzc + reunion after breaking up. (Patch: The tone is a doting novel, and the male protagonist is both a dog (praise) and a dog (derogation).) The heroine is as hot as fire. Pride is not pampering. The male protagonist is like a copywriter, so if you don't like the setting of [when all the agencies are calculating, you'll be included], it's fine. This is the perfect persona I set up to pair up the heroine. If you say bad things about the male protagonist, I will delete the comment. Ignore it, don't test it. ---------- Preview of the love story between brother and sister in the new year "There's Snow in the Cold City Tonight": The bar on the main street in the city recently had a new resident singer. As the owner of this bar, Du Linshuang watched the young man on the stage holding her broken acoustic guitar, and watched as the eyebrow nails at the end of his eyebrows shone with different colors under the colorful lights as he lowered his head and strummed the guitar strings. A familiar customer asked her: "New favorite?" She didn't look away, tilted her head and chuckled: "An old friend from the capital." "What are you here for?" "My mother lives in the west of the city and she doesn't have long to live." - The boy was later taken away, and the bar was closed soon after. People in the west of the city have passed away, and people in Hancheng have traveled far away. Du Linshuang stood in the Zheng family's old house, holding a goblet, and as the hostess, clinking glasses with the guests. A young man who was a few years older was leaning on the stairs not far away. The two looked at each other. One was calm and composed with a guilty conscience hidden in the past, and the muscles on the other's face were trembling with one corner of his lips raised, revealing the resentment that could not be concealed. When passing him, the young man grabbed her wrist fiercely. He covered her calm-faced ears, and changed from the sunshine and carefreeness of many years ago, and his voice was as sinister as a poisonous snake: "From the eldest sister to the eldest sister-in-law, you have adapted well to your new status. Do you like money so much?" Du Linshuang turned her head and her cheek brushed against his lips inadvertently. Before she could speak, the other person's face turned red first. She smiled, her ambiguous eyes drawing all his attention: "Nonsense. You can't even afford ten million." The young man stood in the shadow under the stairs, watching her go away. Watching her abandon herself again and squeeze into the crowd. - Zheng Yanxi hated two people the most in his life. Du Linshuang is one of them. He doesn't like Hancheng. Because his mother was buried forever in the ice and snow of the cold city. But he came back here after many years because Du Linshuang was here. Her bar is still bustling. Familiar and unfamiliar guests come and go. A newly prepared cocktail that turned blue was placed in front of him. The woman was lying on the bar, her calves resting on the swivel chair, and amid the noisy DJ dance music, her frivolous but close voice reached his ears clearly. "Bitch, you actually love me badly." She exhaled like a orchid. The sound of laughter was rippling and gentle. Colorful neon lights flashed by quickly. There was a bright lip print on the glass of the goblet. Zheng Yanxi remained silent and turned the lip print toward him. He really hated Du Linshuang's appearance. - He really loved Du Linshuang's appearance. Motto: Love requires courage