●A graceful and elegant man sat at the center of the banquet, with a cold expression and a smile that did not reach his eyes.
Although he was obviously dressed luxuriously, he still had a bookish air. He looked at the people chatting around him and looked away boredly for a long time.
The hands with clear joints were not idle, holding the wine glass and shaking hands with friends from time to time. The ring on his left hand was simple and low-key, just worn on the ring finger.
The man looked at the red wine on the table in a daze, and tapped his fingers on the table carelessly. The sound gradually overlapped with the sound of the woman's heels hitting the marble tiles.
He raised his head appropriately and looked at the woman who was wearing a dress gracefully and elegantly.
All the midnight dreams of three years brought back the flowing water of the small town of Huizhou, and the sweet and refreshing fragrance of tea lingered around him.
He touched the ring involuntarily with his right hand, slightly stunned but with red eyes.
She is her, you can recognize her at a glance, the little girl with a smile under the gray tiles and white walls in the bright spring light, the woman with tears in her eyes under the lights of the magnificent banquet.
This outfit suits her very well and should match her.
Her cherry red lips touched up and down, with a strong cry, "Why did you lie to me?"
"Who are you?" Seeing the other person's disbelief and reddish eyes with satisfaction, he suppressed his tumbling emotions and kept a calm expression on his face, "I don't know you."
He lowered his eyes and looked down at her, and said in the confused eyes of everyone: "You have the wrong person."
There was indifference in his eyes as he watched the woman bit her lip in grievance.
In the end, he lost his composure. The headline of the next day's newspaper was "Secrets of Business Upstart Zhang Xianqi." The red wine that night spilled on him, and the red wine dripped down his hair and left a trace on his face. Who knew that he also left a tear when the woman turned around.
●Gillian is a widow from the water town of Huizhou. She insists that her husband is not dead.
Who can believe that the husband of a village woman is actually a business upstart?
●Zhang Xianqi leaned against the door and took a general glance at the environment inside the room. He found that there were no seats that he liked, so he decided to stay outside.
"Zhang Xianqi, you are nothing. Gillian will see you clearly one day!"
The embarrassed figure rushed out of the room and was forced to kneel down.
Hearing the dirty words, he smiled even more cheerfully, "Thank you, Master Shang, for taking care of Gillian for many days, but..."
"I am the husband she wrote to Hong Jian and made a contract with, what do I look like?" He looked confused, leaned down and pinched his face, and said in a voice that both of them could clearly hear, "I think she understood it best on the night when the six rites were completed."
●Wen Qin and light wine, the little girl of the Chen family hides in the gold house, plays chess around the black silk in Nancheng, and the longing turns into the spring river water.
Generally speaking, this is a piece of literature about the Republic of China. Let me answer some questions to avoid misunderstandings:
1. Male and female protagonists are both clean
2. The male protagonist did not betray his feelings. There was a reason for the incident. He faked his death and did not meet each other a few years ago.
3. There may not be a crematorium for chasing his wife. Gillian has a very good personality and will understand after explanation. At most, she will just scold him or cry in grievance.
Concept: The beauty hidden in the golden house