Dressed as the Canary in the Boss's Palm

Jiang Yaosheng opened her eyes. What she saw in front of her was not Naihe Bridge. No one let her drink Meng Po soup. This place was peaceful and prosperous. It was a beautiful world that she had never dreamed of. The only thing is that her predecessor was deceived into signing a "prostitution contract". If she didn't comply with their request and accompany a certain big boss, she would never be able to turn around in her life. In her previous life, Jiang Yaosheng would rather die than surrender, and went to the date with the determination to die again. However, at the wine shop, she saw the woman who protected her in her previous life but died young. Jiang Yaosheng was in a daze. In desperation, he stopped her from leaving and spoke subconsciously. "Awan, take me away?" * Fu Zhewan's sexual orientation is not a secret At a wine party, someone brought a group of young celebrities. Fu Zhewan, who had always been indifferent to such transactions, stood up, but was entangled in his footsteps by his soft body. The little star in the cheongsam who threw herself into her arms had black hair, red lips and white teeth, a slender waist and pink lips, soft eyes and a soft voice, which was particularly alluring. Although he knew it was a deal, Fu Zhewan couldn't help but lead her out of the quagmire She gave her the best of everything and raised her in a warm and fragrant greenhouse, and she was as gentle and considerate as all canaries, enchanting and well-behaved, and extremely considerate. Until late one night, the woman holding her neck seemed to be dreaming, and softly called out in a soft voice: "Wan, I will make your favorite osmanthus cake tomorrow." Fu Zhewan was stunned. She had never liked sweets. She just followed Jiang Yaosheng's wishes and pretended to like them. She had never said that she liked sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. All her tenderness and affection seemed to fall into the icy water of winter, but she could not give up until someone, Jiang Yaosheng, hummed a tune and said in her soft voice that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with her. Fu Zhewan could no longer deceive herself. She endured the pain of cutting open her heart and spoke coldly. "Jiang Yaosheng, who is this Awan you call every day?" "Who is the Awan you love, the Awan you want to spend the rest of your life with?" Intention: Positive and uplifting