In the VIP box in this bar, Fang Muran and his group of brothers were drinking and talking, they brought their respective female companions to join the fun, just when the atmosphere was high, the man who went out to the bathroom and came back, as soon as he opened the door, shouted at the people inside: "There is a stunning beauty outside, everyone go and see!" ”

Another tall man with glasses sat on the leather sofa and stroked the fragrant shoulder of the woman nestled in his arms: "Xiao Wu, you are very offended by what you say!" You mean to say that all the women in this room are not beautiful anymore? ”

This person named Xiao Wu was a little anxious: "I didn't mean that, you can go out and have a look." There's a whole bunch of men fighting for her. ”

Then he ran to Fang Muran's side again: "Big brother, you have to believe me." It's really super pretty, but it looks too cold. ”

"Cold?" Fang Muran put down the wine glass, and a cold and beautiful face appeared in his mind, it couldn't be her, right? Since that night, he has never forgotten her love, and now he sees that the women around him are all vulgar powders, no less than a hair of hers.

In the corner diagonally opposite the bar, a man hesitated for a moment with his mobile phone and sent out the photo he had just taken, along with the address of the bar. In the photo, Leng Bingxin is dressed sexily, wearing heavy makeup, and is surrounded by a large number of men. The recipient is Shen Mofei, and the sender is Shen Mochen.

(The following is Shen Mochen's confession)

My young master's name is Shen Mofei, my name is Shen Mochen, don't look at the difference between our names by only one word, our identities are worlds apart. He was born as the proud son of heaven, just like his name, extraordinary, destined to be extraordinary in this life. And I was as humble as dust, with no sense of existence. I am very grateful to my young master, if it weren't for him, I would have frozen to death and starved to death on a street somewhere, and there might not have been anyone to collect the corpse for me. Maybe in order to survive, he will commit theft, robbery and other crimes and have already been imprisoned. I will always remember that winter, snowy day, shivering in the garbage can on the side of the street looking for food, I don't know how old I am, what is my name? I felt like I had been abandoned on the street by my parents, and I had no memory of it, I felt like I had come out of a garbage heap, and I smelled all over my body.

I finally turned over half of the steamed bun, I squatted on the ground and ate it in a big gulp, because I ate so quickly, I choked and knelt on the ground in pain with my hands on my neck. At this moment, the young master, who was sitting in the car and came home from kindergarten, saw me. He got out of the car and looked at me condescendingly, with several bodyguards and servants standing behind him. He was cleanly dressed, very beautiful, and looked about the same age as me, but in stark contrast to me who was dirty. He handed me a bottle of water, and I was about to reach for it when he withdrew his hand again.

Will you follow me and be my servant for the rest of my life? 】

Of course I do, nodding sharply. In this way, I was taken back to the Shen family and named me. I finally stopped worrying about food, clothing, housing and transportation, and the young master also allowed me to go to school with him, I am very grateful to him, my life is his, and I will do whatever he tells me to do. So since kindergarten, I have been following the young master, accompanying him like a shadow, growing up with him. I've never disobeyed his orders, I've never hidden anything from him, the only thing I have to do with the woman at the bar called Cold Heart.

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