In the early morning, with the ringing of the ancient bell of the Paris Cathedral, a bright ray of light sprinkled into the Songwu Manor.

Jiang Wanze rubbed his temples that were in severe pain due to hangover and slowly got up, and before he could come back to his senses, a faint cry came into his ears.

He turned sharply and saw a woman with her hands on her knees, her long hair scattered, and her sobbing sobs curled up in the corner of the bed with her head bowed, her body trembling faintly.

The brain is awake for a moment.

He picked up his clothes and got out of bed, his brows furrowed, and he looked at her vigilantly, "Who are you?" ”

has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and the scene of climbing out of bed is not the first time I have seen it, but it is the first time that someone has climbed into bed while he is drunk, and it is early in the morning, it has been a night, and he has no way of knowing what happened......

The woman slowly raised her head, her delicate and beautiful face was covered with tears, and she looked miserable, as if she had been bullied.

Jiang Wanze was shocked when he saw her face.

Luo Yuwei!

How could it be her, how could she be in his bed?

Luo Yuwei's hand holding the quilt loosened slightly, just revealing the shocking red on the sheets, Jiang Wanze saw the red, his pupils shrank, and he looked down at the red, there were messy clothes scattered all over the place, torn skirts, horizontal belts, chaotic shoes, and ...... Fragmented jade pendant.

He looked nervous and walked over to pick up the jade pendant, and when he saw the jade pendant that had been broken beyond repair, there was a throbbing pain between his eyebrows.

Broken, how can it be broken......

The first thing he did when he woke up was not to appease her, but to see the jade pendant, a broken jade, which was also more important than her?

Behind the man, there was a hint of hatred on the woman's pitiful face, and her fingers clutched the sheets tightly, as if they were about to tear it apart.

"Wanze, I was walking in the corridor last night, and when I passed 307, you suddenly jumped out of the room, full of alcohol, hugged me, and returned to me...... Your strength is too strong, I can't resist, and then ......"

She cried as she intermittently recounted what had happened last night, and then she cried even louder.

And the man holding the jade pendant also recalled that part of the fragmented memory.

He remembered that he was drinking, and his mind was full of Ye Xian, thinking that his brain was dizzy, and he actually wanted to find him, and then found ......

It turned out that the person I found was not Ye Xian.

Jiang Wanze clutched the broken jade pendant in his hand tightly, and the edges and corners of the broken jade pieces cut his skin sharply, and a little blood poured out.

How so?

He actually did what he hated and despised the most.

Luo Yuwei looked at the remorse and pain on his face, and hurriedly said softly, "Wan Ze, don't worry, I won't entangle you, this matter is ...... I can't blame you entirely, you are drunk and not sober to ......"

"Is 20 million enough?"

The man spoke, and Luo Yuwei's face turned white for a moment.

“…… What do you say? ”

"Let's make a price."

Luo Yuwei looked at him in disbelief, "Wan Ze...... Who do you think of me? ”

"It doesn't matter who you are, this matter is my fault first, but since it has happened, we have to find a reasonable way to solve it."

The reasonable way is to solve her with money?

"I don't need money."

Luo Yuwei's forbearance cried with a hint of self-deprecation and force, which made people unconsciously feel guilty when they heard it.

Jiang Wanze held the jade pendant and rubbed his aching head to get up.

What he is most tired of dealing with is this kind of person and thing, he doesn't want money, does he want feelings?

The humble face of the person closest to him flashed in his mind, desperately begging for charity to give her love, and the disgust in his heart deepened.

"You go back and think about it, think about it and tell me, in addition to money, advertising, film and television resources, or upgrading contracts, it's okay."

Jiang Wanze took out a set of clothes from the wardrobe and put it on the bed.

Luo Yuwei put on her coat with emotion and got out of bed with difficulty.

Jiang Wanze looked at her stumbling figure and added, "Remember to take medicine." ”

Luo Yuwei paused, and listened to him say again, "Don't tell anyone about today's things, just like Zou Gang's things that day, I won't tell anyone else." ”

Zou Gang's matter?

Was he threatening her?

Luo Yuwei's heart tightened, and her teeth were about to be crushed.

Sure enough, he is an illegitimate child, in addition to inheriting the noble and dazzling appearance of the Bo family, there is another despicable and selfish blood in his bones.

From beginning to end, he didn't mention the word "responsible", and tried to send her away with money.

20 million, she remembered that Bo's mother had invited the famous painter Xia Hewan to paint for her was nearly 40 million, she didn't even have the money for a painting in their family, did she call her Huazi?

However, they were originally using each other.

Luo Yuwei grabbed her coat and left.

……

410, the first rays of dawn in the morning spilled through the gaps in the floor-to-ceiling curtains on the little woman sleeping quietly on the big bed.

When Ye Xian was about to wake up in a daze, she always felt that there was a hot gaze staring at her beside her, unmoving, like a beast waiting for the prey to appear, she was very uncomfortable, until she Shi Shiran opened her eyes, only to see a bottle of fresh roses placed at the head of the bed, faintly exuding a fragrance.

Sure enough, it was a dream.

They all treat flowers as people.

But being drunk is really uncomfortable, my head hurts, my feet hurt, and the strangest thing is that my buttocks and legs hurt too......

I really don't know what happened when I got drunk, I must have made a lot of noise, and then I was forcibly dragged into the room by the maid.

Ye Xian rubbed his head, sat up lazily, hung his hands on the quilt, and let go for a while before he got out of bed and wore slippers to the toilet.

Due to his half-squinted eyes, he did not notice the man's mobile phone on the bedside table.

As soon as she left the room, she heard the faint hum of a range hood.

"Huh?"

Are the French so caring? Coming early in the morning to make breakfast for the guests?

Ye Xian walked towards the kitchen curiously, and when he saw a heroic and upright man inside, there were no sleepy insects!

President, President?

Early in the morning, why did the president run to the kitchen? And made breakfast? Doesn't he know how bad it is to cook for himself?

No, that's not the point, the point is how he was in her room?!

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Ye Xian covered her mouth and hurriedly retreated, as if she was afraid that the man would find out about herself.

Yu Guang inadvertently glanced at a razor on the dresser, "?!" ”

Where did the razor come from?

A terrible thought came to her mind, and she crept over in disbelief, reaching for the razor's blade and gently touching it, the humidity still there.

Ye Xian was so frightened that he returned his hand, and then stretched out his head to look at the clothes and pajamas worn by the man in the kitchen! The slippers she wore were the same as hers!!