City C is known throughout the country for its status as the largest commercial port and financial center in the eastern region.

When night falls, overlooking the entire C city from the air, the lights of thousands of homes, the midnight stars, and even the quiet street lamps shining with orange light in the depths of the unknown alleys seem to present a prosperous scene to the world.

It's just that no matter how peaceful the prosperous world is, it is inevitable that there will be 12 out of 10 unsatisfactory, even if it is a well-known night house in C City, it is no exception.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Ye Shuiling just walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and her mobile phone rang, she took out her mobile phone and swiped the screen, and a text message immediately jumped out.

"Miss Night, Mr. Su is in the luxurious suite of the Hilton Hotel with Miss Qiao Qiao."

The bright crystal light fell on the mobile phone screen, and the content of the text message was also reflected more and more clearly in the light brown eyes of Ye Shuiling, who paused for half a second, and the slender fingers with tulle gloves lightly clicked on the screen to delete the text message.

The light and flowing draped gauze curtain fluttered with the night breeze, and she had been standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the secluded lake in the garden, still holding the mobile phone in her hand, her eyes far-reaching and indifferent.

It is self-evident what will happen to a man with a successful career and a beautiful and charming woman in the middle of the night, and this handful of firewood and this fire pestle have been together for more than a day or two.

"Miss Qiao Qiao, this time Qiao's and Su's signed a successful contract, is there half of your credit?"

The LCD TV is playing the latest episode of Victoria's Secret's show, and the elegant and sweet female voice lingers in the bedroom with the sound of the camera shutter, which also makes the night water standing motionless by the window turn around quietly.

In the huge display screen, Qiao Qiao was dressed in a snow-white evening dress, her long black and smooth hair was elegantly pulled up, a few strands of green silk fell playfully on her sideburns, and she smiled like a light pink makeup: "I'm sorry, Qiao's affairs have always been in charge of my father, if it's a matter of the fashion industry, please find my agent, thank you." ”

Qiao Qiao, Ye Shuiling's best friend, a top supermodel, is unique in the big dye vat with her pure and refined appearance, and has recently become Victoria's Secret's royal model.

"But Miss Qiao Qiao, not long ago, a magazine published you and Su Zizheng, the president of the Su family, in the hotel restaurant...... Hmm, some intimate shots, as the best friend of Ye's daughter, Ye Shuiling, you and her fiancé are so close, does she communicate with you about this question......"

The reporter's questions became more and more sharp, and the sound of clicking and clicking came and went, but Qiao Qiao smiled softly at the camera, without evading from the wolf bèi, nor deliberately showing off.

Raising her eyebrows slightly, she calmly replied, "Is there such a thing?" All I know is that Mr. Su is busy with work, he is a good man who is angry and strong, and my father also appreciates him. ”

An elegant voice escaped from Qiao Qiao's mouth, and with a slight smile, she added: "I think it is every man's dream to expand his career, and any wife will be pleased with her husband's success, and I believe that my good girlfriend is no exception." ”

"So Miss Qiao acquiesced that you are the link of cooperation between Su Qiao and the two sides, does that mean it?"

The reporter asked questions side-by-side, Qiao Qiao smiled lightly and no longer answered, but the camera never left her pure and delicate facial features by half an inch, and the night water spirit in front of the TV had been listening quietly to the slightest fluctuation on her face.

She seems to have forgotten that the man who is involved with her best friend is her husband who is about to enter the marriage hall, and she has forgotten that they will have a wedding tomorrow, and she has forgotten that he is in her best friend's bed at the moment.

Or perhaps, there is still a glimmer of hope in her heart, hoping that this qiē is not true, or subconsciously wants to give them another chance, hoping that when she wakes up tomorrow morning, there will be a miracle.

The bedroom door was quietly pushed open, and Ye Shuiling withdrew her gaze from the TV, and turned around slightly, her posture was clean and neat, but she was very good at spinning her skirt and dancing, she walked to the side of the European-style bed and sat down.

The servant's respectful inquiry sounded at the door: "Miss, the wedding dress and dress have been shipped from France, do you need to try them on now?" ”

"I'm sorry for you, I'll go down later."

She is like a princess in a European oil painting, with a pair of bright big eyes but full of agility, and her temperament is so clean and quiet.

Before she got up and went downstairs, she glanced back at the phone next to her bed, seemed to hesitate for a few seconds, but chose to pick it up again, and then quickly made up a text message and sent it.

The recipient's column is Su Zizheng's name, and her text message is one sentence: I'll send a dress later.

She threw her phone on the bed after texting, and walked out of the bedroom without stopping, not caring whether the text message would be answered.

…… Inside a Hilton hotel suite.

A slender woman is sitting on the sofa, she is wearing only a wide men's white shirt that reaches the hips, the slender and beautiful double moon retreats are comfortably overlapped, the cuffs are rolled up to reveal two white and tender lotus arms, her left hand is holding a tall crystal wine glass, shaking gently, the transparent and shiny red, rotating at the bottom of the glass.

When there was a vibration in the suit pants placed next to the sofa, she slowed down the lazy movement of shaking the cup, glanced at the perfect male body reflected on the frosted glass in the bathroom, quietly took out her mobile phone, and opened the inbox.

"Did anyone text me?"

A low and magnetic voice sounded in the room, Qiao Qiao was stunned for a moment, then casually put the mobile phone in the palm of his hand and played, raising a pair of clear and amorous eyes to wipe Su Zizheng's wet hair.

"Could it be that Mr. Su is waiting for a call from a confidante and just doesn't want me to know?"

Su Zizheng stopped what he was doing, and looked at Qiao Qiao who was leaning on the side of the sofa, she only had a shirt taken out of his suitcase, revealing a large piece of white skin, as she approached elegantly with a catwalk, the spring light under the shirt loomed, making him feel unbearable at the same time, but also helpless because of her angry words.

"Qiao'er, did you deliberately make me angry? You know that apart from you, I ......"

Su Zizheng's voice full of drowning was drowned in the handover of lips and teeth, Qiao Qiao was already hanging on his body, the beautiful Changyue retreated to his waist, hooked his neck with one hand and lingered on his chest with the other: "Ah Zheng, when you get married to Shui Ling, and even have a child, will you still love me like now?" ”

Su Zizheng's voice became hoarse: "Since you care about me so much, why don't you let me break up with her?" You know, the bride I really want is you. ”

A sly light flashed in Qiao Qiao's eyes, but in an instant, the bottom of his eyes became sad.

She leaned on his back and said softly: "Shui Ling is my good sister, her father is kind to me, if it weren't for their Ye family, I wouldn't have been able to recover the identity of the Qiao bloodline by now." Although for me, the relationship between the two of us is more important than anything else, but Zizheng, you know, I can't afford to bet, and I don't want to lose even the opportunity to stay by your side silently......"

She lifted her neck and climbed down his head, kissed his tightly knit brow, slowly kissed his lips, blushed and lowered her eyelashes, and untied his bathrobe.

…… Two hours later.

Su Zizheng drove the car into the gate of the villa, and in the bright car lights, the white figure sitting on the rattan chair by the lawn in front of the villa was tall and thin, revealing the elegance exuded in his bones.

In the dark night, the faint light, the ethereal gray trace, Su Zizheng walked lightly, the night water on the rattan chair, she was wearing a chiffon slip skirt, and the night wind occasionally blew the corners of the skirt and hit the white ankles.

I don't know how long she has been sitting here, Su Zizheng turned the water cup next to his head, it was a cup of cooled green tea, and the tea leaves floated sporadically on the water, and this kind of waiting made his heart inexplicably filled with guilt.

"Water Spirit."

The voice came from behind him, Ye Shui Ling lifted his eyelashes slightly, got up, turned around, looked at the man in the dim light and smiled: "I have already brought the dress, you better try it before tomorrow's wedding." ”

Her voice did not hear the slightest joy or expectation, calm as the surface of the lake, and she did not ask him why he came back so late, nor did she ask him if it was her text message, but only explained the purpose of the trip.

The light in Su Zizheng's eyes flickered, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, the Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't say any cruel words of refusal at all, just nodded, it was hard to imagine that the two of them had been together since they were studying abroad.

The two men stood speechless, the night breeze blowing, but it did not blow away the atmosphere of silence between them.

Until Ye Shui Ling took the lead in speaking: "You know, the night house has a curfew, I will leave first." ”

Su Zizheng didn't do any more to stay, just turned his head to look at Ye Shuiling's back, with jet-black waist-length hair and a white gauze skirt.

For a moment, he felt that she was not the night water spirit he knew, a strong woman in her career, decisive and capable, and a high-ranking lady of the night family, but a little woman who was as weak as Qiao Qiao and could pinch out the water.

I didn't know what was wrong with him, so he said to him, "Shui Ling, if you regret it, we can ...... Wait a minute. ”

There was a slight stiffness in the back of the night water spirit, such a small change was drowned in the dark night, and Su Zizheng, who was in a trance, didn't notice it, he only stopped in place and didn't look back.

Wait?

What are you waiting for?

Wait for her to say that she broke up and regretted her marriage?

An indifferent smile escaped from the corner of her mouth, and she only said three words: "See you tomorrow." ”

(Today's two chapters are a little heavy, but the light dust guarantees that this is a warm article, I hope you will wait and see ^^) This book is from/book/html/26/26231/