As soon as the big hand touched the car door, a weak, boneless little hand reached out and grabbed his hand, and then blocked in front of his car door.

"Vice President Duan, you rejected me so blatantly, what did I do wrong? Although I'm not a big star, I'm also a graphic model for a well-known magazine, don't you think that's too much? Beshman stared at a pair of innocent eyes, and his voice was soft, without the slightest hint of blame.

"Excessive?" Duan Qingxi muttered a repeat, then hooked the corners of his lips and suddenly approached her, "Do you know that I am already married?" Who is it to hook me so much in public? ”

"Yes, the outside world is saying that Vice President Duan is engaged, but no one has seen the true face of Mrs. Duan in the past two years, so there are only two possibilities, one is that you are protecting her, and the second is that you don't love her at all, so I'm just making a bet, betting that Vice President Duan wants to protect his wife? Or don't you love that woman at all? ”

The corners of Bei Xiaoman's mouth rose, with seven or eight points of determination, his small hand was raised and gently placed on Duan Qingxi's shoulder, intentionally or unintentionally, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Vice President Duan, you said, am I right?" ”

This meaning is already obvious, Bei Xiaoman is betting that although the high-ranking president has not been close to women in the past two years and has not had scandals with any woman, it is not because he loves his fiancée.

Did you make the right bet? Was the bet right......

Duan Qingxi took her hand down, lowered his eyes and looked at her, and then said lightly, "Get in the car." ”

At 3204 on the 32nd floor of the Longteng Hotel, the indoor temperature receded, and the cool breeze blowing in from the floor-to-ceiling windows blew away all the beautiful colors inside.

Bei Xiaoman lay on Duan Qingxi's chest, with a happy look on his face.

Duan Qingxi gently pushed her away, picked up the cigar box on the bedside, took out a cigar and lit it, and sat on the bedside, his dark eyes dark.

"What are you thinking?" Beshman asked softly as he put on his pajamas and leaned over beside him.

There were circles of smoke in front of him, and his face began to become blurred, and after a while, he said in a deep voice, "I wonder what the purpose of your approach to me is." ”

Bei Xiaoman was startled, his palms were cold, and he was sweating, and then hurriedly explained to him, "Qingxi, I have no purpose in approaching you, really!" I swear. ”

Duan Qingxi glanced at her obliquely, with indescribable emotions in his eyes, "Approaching me, there is no purpose, is that just to sleep with me last time?" Mr. Li is really generous, does a woman still share it with other men? ”

Bei Xiaoman knelt opposite him, gritted his teeth and said everything, "I have liked you for a long time, and I approached Mr. Li just to let him introduce me to you, he really wants to put me next to you and keep an eye on your movements, but I will never tell him everything about you, I just want to be the woman behind you......"

To be honest, Mr. Li really put a lot of effort into it, his relationship with Cen Xinrui a few years ago was not made public, only a few people knew about it, and it must have taken a lot of effort to find out.

Find a woman who is somewhat similar to Cen Xinrui, with her charm and taste, and imitate everything she can imitate......

"Qingxi, will you transfer me to Yuanyi? I want to be with you, even if I don't have a name, as long as I stay with you. Beychman said it so sincerely that she almost pulled out her heart to show him.