Chu Jing and Chu Jing had not fallen into trouble with anyone in the past twenty-four years, until Song Huaiyue appeared.
Three years ago, top-notch legend Zhang Wenye disappeared from the world at her peak.
Three years later, Song Huaiyue, the head of the Song family, stepped into Vanity Fair with an almost replica of her face.
This woman had a pair of bewitching eyes, with an expression that looked like a dog, Chu Jingyu personally confirmed it.
When a female talent appears, there are different opinions and all kinds of speculations.
And she swept through the crowd of guests, looking for a perfect sacrifice suitable for revenge.
Therefore, the young master of the Chu family won based on his looks.
At the banquet where celebrities gathered, Chu Jingyu, the young master of the Chu family, was the most dazzling presence, with flamboyant eyebrows and high spirits.
That night at Wenye Tower, he walked through the crowd holding a wine glass, with a calm posture and a natural character.
Song Huaiyue took the initiative to strike up a conversation, but he gave him a casual glance: "Miss Song, are we familiar with each other?"
People around him were watching the show, but Song Huaiyue approached him as if no one else was watching, her red lips almost brushing against his ear: "I'm not familiar with him now, but I will be in the future."
On the hot search that night, the two were in the same frame for the first time, and they were bombarded again and again with the word "Explosion" clearly behind #VisualFeast#.
The hot search was removed and reposted several times, and in the end Master Chu's pocket money was lost to Boss Song's generosity.
A week later, Song Huaiyue, who had just returned to China, was blocked in the office by Chu Jing, who had just come out of confinement.
He was furious: "Mr. Song, what do you want to do?"
She was still exhausted and lacked interest, but she still trapped him in front of the floor-to-ceiling window step by step. Her fingertips traced his Adam's apple, all the way down to his heart, and her breaths intertwined: "Master Chu, your heartbeat is much more honest than your mouth. Do you want to play a game?"
No one knows what agreement they made.
One night later, the formerly rebellious Young Master Chu was willing to stick to Song Huaiyue's side.
From flowers to rings, from delivering lunch to picking up after get off work, he pursues her with all kinds of skills, and everyone knows him.
Only this time, Song Huaiyue ignored him.
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At first, it was an uneven game of everyone getting what he wanted.
Once when he was drunk, Chu Jing shouted to the people around him: I will be the special one.
The words reached Song Huaiyue's ears, and she knew that the sacrifice was ready.
The Century Building's Zhang Wenye's sign lit up, the rules of the game suddenly changed, and the truth tore apart the pretense.
Chu Jing and Su Ran were just the craziest pieces in Song Huaiyue's chess game.
This woman is cold, heartless, and cruel.
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With the goal achieved, Song Huaiyue stood on the balcony and raised a toast to the giant screen of the building opposite that was brightly lit all night.
The violent knocking on the door lasted for five minutes before finally reaching her ears.
Half a bottle of red wine, smelling of alcohol, unshaven, eyes red.
After chewing for a long time, I have to ask: "Song Huaiyue, what do you think of me?"
"Sacrifice, the most perfect sacrifice."
"Chu Jingyu, it won't be fun if the wild horse returns to the cage."
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There will always be people asking about Chu Jingyu: She has treated you like that, and you still won't leave?
Mr. Chu, who is still wild and crazy, is as stubborn as ever: "Leave? Let's see if she finds another man who loves himself, Qin Se He Ming?"
——I would rather stay with her in hell.
#She trapped her in the dark night and trapped him between his brows and his heart
#Love is the sharpest kiss at the end of tears, the wind is sunny and the clouds are gentle
Purpose: Under the rules
