This is a story that started because of love, borrowed the hands of family affection, and did dirty deeds. Mobile

Eighteen-year-old An made a name for herself with a glass of Bloody Mary at the bar where she worked. I believe that even without that glass of wine, without this good skill, it is not difficult to imagine from her good appearance now that she is a good glass of Bloody Mary at the age of eighteen.

Becoming famous, sooner or later.

This point can be peeked at from An's simple narration.

"I changed boyfriends as quickly as I did with bartending. I thought I loved a lot of people, but it turns out that I don't love anyone but myself. Until he was twenty years old, he met a bastard. ”

This bastard is Manager Mo's younger brother - Mo Zhe.

Mo Zheshang has two older brothers, unlike ordinary children, when Mrs. Mo gave birth to him, Mr. Mo was fifteen years old, and he was busy with high school just after graduating from junior high school.

To put it bluntly, this is a typical successful case of old mussels and pearls.

"When I met him, he was twenty-three years old, dressed shabbyly, with a strange accent, typical of a redneck. In the swaying cocktail, floated the face of a woman who was not very willing to go back to the past: "The person who brought him here is a woman several years older than him, this woman is a famous brand, generous in her hands, proficient in eating, drinking, and having fun, and she is completely from two worlds with him." But don't the Chinese always say that there is a fate to meet thousands of miles? What about people from the two worlds, just have a fate. ”

The story itself is a very vulgar one.

The second-generation official lady who doesn't learn and has no skills to repeat grades many times falls in love with a poor boy who is diligent and sensitive, studious, and good-looking. It's a pity that Luohua is intentionally ruthless, and the poor boy is not in the second generation of officials. On the eve of graduating from college, the second-generation official lady used an unworthy casual dinner to let the poor boy demonstrate obediently, but by mistake let the poor boy meet a bewitching bartender with an arrogant personality.

The worst thing is that he fell in love with her at first sight.

"I have seen poorer and more delicate men than him. After saying this, An's cocktail had bottomed out, and she simply stopped, craned her neck and drank the last drop: "I have also seen a woman who is more powerful and domineering than her." ”

What is more painful than getting drunk is not getting drunk.

An's pain at the moment probably stems from her lack of drunkenness.

I just exchanged glances with Jiang Beisheng, and she got up and walked to the closet, and the door of the cabinet was opened, as if she had taken something from inside. When she turned around and came back, I could see that she was holding a bottle of wine, red. Judging by the height of the cork and the depth of the bottle, it is a bottle that has been opened but not opened.

Although she prides herself on being a drinker, I also have my likes and dislikes, such as not liking people to drink in front of me.

"Let her drink. Jiang Beisheng's hand was unexpectedly fast, but in a matter of inches, he had already pressed my right hand that was about to move but had not had time to move: "If you are confused, you should say it when you are confused." ”

"Full of crooked reasoning. I glared at him disdainfully and muttered quietly.

I don't know if it's because my volume is too low or he has no intention of entanglement, he looks like he didn't hear it, he no longer embarrassed me and let go of my hand, his arm is raised, his five fingers are clenched into a fist, the fist is firmly supported by his chin, and he looks at an angry person: "If I'm not mistaken, the second generation of Miss Guan finally married a poor boy as she wished, right?" asked with a smile

An took the bottle's hand and shook violently in the air.

There is no doubt that Jiang Beisheng guessed correctly again.

"I married a second-generation official, but I didn't engage in politics or business, and stayed at home wholeheartedly as a rent collector who collected shop rent. Your lover's mind is really different from ordinary people. Jiang Beisheng took a sip of water from the cup with his other hand, and after drinking, Yu Guang glanced at my disdainful face, put down the cup very casually, and said to me: "Do you think what I said is all nonsense?"

Isn't that obvious?

I snorted twice, and An, who returned to the bar, took a breath, tilted his head, and poured red wine into the cocktail glass very inchedly: "Xiaoqi, you can ask whatever you want." After the glass was filled, she put down the bottle sullenly and said sullenly.

Women should not embarrass women, but love with three wrong views is not embarrassing, it is despised. Although I was left by a sentence, it does not mean that I accept and understand this deformed feeling.

"Why is your daughter being raised by your mistress's wife? Your mistress's wife doesn't know that the girl is yours?" So, let me ask me and I asked, and it was not as tactful as Jiang Beisheng's one-tenths euphemism.

"Is it convenient to reveal the name of the second generation of the official?" Someone was slightly sleek to leave a trace of decency for the embarrassing atmosphere: "Without a name, it will always be much awkward to call it." ”

"Pei Zishu," someone poured himself a drink and walked down the steps given by others: "His wife's name is Pei Zishu." ”

Another flower was stuck in cow dung.

The overly arrogant and domineering figure flashed quickly in my mind, and I couldn't help but sigh secretly in my heart: It's a pity that there is such a poetic and bookish name.

"You love ......" I didn't want to be entangled, hesitated for a moment, but still reluctantly changed my words: "It sounds like Mo Zhe is not a man who wants to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix, so why did he agree to marry Pei Zishu in the first place? You haven't answered me yet, Pei Zishu is such a high-minded and arrogant woman, why would she willingly raise your daughter for you? Besides, judging from her conversation with your daughter last night, her love for Xiao Xiao is not like pretending. Are you sure that Xiaoxiao is really your daughter?"

There are too many questions in my heart that ordinary people can't accept, so I have to doubt this woman again.

My suspicions did not surprise anyone present, except myself.

Jiang Beisheng drank water with his eyes lowered, his strong eyebrows did not show any struggle, and he confessed very directly: "Mo Zhe's mother died of illness when he was very young, his eldest brother didn't like to study, so his father took his eldest brother to Guangzhou to work, and the person who really stayed with him to take care of him growing up was his second brother, and your current boss Mr. Mo." At the mention of Mr. Mo, the corners of An's mouth twitched, and a wisp of sarcasm was pulled: "Mo Zhe doesn't want to be an official, but his second brother wants to." ”

No, in order to repay his brother's care since childhood, a man is willing to give up the love in his heart and marry a woman he doesn't love, in exchange for his brother's official fortune.

This, this is bloody!

My heart suddenly cooled: "He gave up you in order to repay the kindness, this kind of kindness ......"

"If he were such a man," interrupted me softly, "I wouldn't have given birth to Xiao Xiao in the first place." ”

"How can a man who is dominated by power and desire be willing to let go once he sees a glimmer of hope? When the shock brought to me by An continued, Jiang Beisheng gave me a heavy blow mercilessly.

As if discussed early in the morning, as soon as Jiang Beisheng finished speaking, An appeared on the stage, the only difference was that the despair and indifference in her words were more harsh than the cold wind of Sanjiu Tian: "He was calculated by his second brother, and he was forced to marry her in desperation." His second brother relied on the support of Director Pei Da and finally came to this day. So, I want you to help you and help me take back my daughter. ”

"But, but how can I help?"

"It's very simple, as long as Mr. Mo is no longer Mr. Mo, it's fine. ”