The Cinnabar Mole on the Heart of a Top Boss

Xiao Qi was sitting on an expensive black leather sofa, holding a half-lit cigarette between his fingertips. There were no lights on in the huge office, and only the projector in front of him cast a faint light on the wall. In the picture is Gu Wenyi. She is wearing a white silk nightgown with long hair. She looks at the camera with her eyes full of love. Her voice is soft and full of exhaustion afterward, "Xiao Qi, stop filming..." The camera captures a close-up of her eyes, and behind the camera is the man's low but smiling voice, "Be good, call me husband..." This was Gu Wenyi three years ago. Xiao Qi watched the video and let the ash burn to his fingertips. Compared with the pain in his fingertips, the place in his heart seemed to have been cut out by life. When the wind blew, it hurt!