"Tong Nian, who are you talking about?"

Tong Nian took the fried little girl into his arms, and laughed twice, "Xiao Luo still has a cold, I'll drink with you, but if I get drunk, you have to remember to take me back to the hotel." ”

"Rookie." Xiao Yan sneered, but she didn't pull Xiao Luo to drink anymore, turned her head and pulled Tong Nian's arm and poured wine into people's mouths, "Come, you do it first as respect." ”

Xiao Luo sat on the side and silently watched the two drunkards drink, blushing and making thick fists while drinking, making a bit of a fuss, attracting many diners to stretch their necks to watch, and finally even the boss came over and happily gave them a few cans of free beer.

Tong Nian really got drunk first, a big man hugged the girl's neck and kept giggling, Xiao Yan yelled at him fiercely, and saw the man smiling and leaning over to kiss her face.

With so many people watching, Xiao Yan was embarrassed, and helped the crooked Tong Nian out of the small restaurant, Xiao Luo sent them to the crossroads, and the little girl who had drunk too much before parting smiled at her, and helped the boy who was also smirking to get into the taxi.

Xiao Luo touched his hot cheeks, obviously he didn't drink, but his dizzy head seemed to be drunk.

She could already recognize the route back, about twenty minutes away, so she could walk back slowly.

After the intersection, the street was much more desolate, and in the dim light there were occasional figures walking by in twos and threes, and she leaned against the flower beds of the green belt and moved in a straight line.

There was a dark shadow under the tall landscape tree, she squinted her eyes for a long time, and stopped vigilantly, it was two tall and strong men, the picture was too familiar, she lifted her breath, turned her head and ran in the opposite direction.

In the other direction, a group of people stood in the black press, led by a man in a black suit, standing with his back to her, tall, a little thin, and particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

A ghostly voice from a man came from the night: "Take her away." ”

A string in Xiao Luo's heart suddenly broke, and the voice was too familiar, like the whisper of a demon in his ear in the middle of the night.

The man didn't give her time to think, two men in black quickly ran over, their thick arms locking her neck like a soldering iron, breathing became more and more difficult, she desperately opened her mouth to try to make a sound, and a sharp pain came from the back of her head.

Before passing out, the man's smiling voice echoed in his ears: "Rui, you are too rude." ”

I woke up with no unexpected discomfort, except for a faint pain in the back of my head, the rest of the body was not restrained in any way, and even the wound on my ankle was exaggeratedly plastered.

She blinked, just in front of the air conditioning port of the room, the cool wind rushed in her face, and she tilted her head uncomfortably, and the man standing at the window fell into her eyeballs.

As if sensing her gaze, Yuan Mu suddenly turned his head, and a faint smile appeared on his pale cheeks, "Miss Lin, are you awake?" ”

The smiling eyes caught a glimpse of the hatred in her eyes, and a laugh overflowed from the man's throat: "Please don't look at me with such eyes, I'm sorry to invite you over in this way." ”

"Sir, you're kidnapping." Xiao Luo sat up straight, his dark eyes looked at him fixedly, as if he wanted to penetrate the skin and see the man's heart.

"Nope." Yuan Mu shook his head and sat on the edge of the bed, "I just want to chat with you." ”

Xiao Luo took a deep breath and looked away, his dark eyes looked at the silver moonlight outside the window, and his face was so cold that there was no trace of expression.

"Miss Lin, you're not having a good time." Yuan Mu laughed softly, "The last time I saw you, you would still feel scared, but now you won't." ”

The slender fingers landed on the bright red rose petals on the bedside table, and a single petal was torn off with a single movement, and the red words were in stark contrast to the sickly white on his face, and Xiao Luo couldn't help but look away.

"It's a sign that you've matured, and in another way it's a sign that you've lost your shelter and have had to grow on your own." The man's hand was raised, and several rose petals swirled and fell, and a few fell on his pure white shirt, like unintentional splashing of flower juice, which was dazzlingly beautiful.

He turned his head to look at her, his dark blue eyes flashed with the same light, his Adam's apple rolled, and his affectionate words were full of seduction, "Luoluo, do you want to know Yi Zeran's past?" ”

Xiao retreated a little, and the back was already pasted with a hard wall, but the man was still aggressively occupying her territory, "Girls, they will be curious about their lover's past, and you can't be exempt from vulgarity." ”

He smiled, his dark blue eyes were like an endless ocean, and every small fluctuation could form a stormy wave, teaching people to be completely submerged in deep water.

"Why do you want to tell me?"

did not agree, nor refused, Xiao Luo directly asked the most critical question.

The man in front of him was Jiang Yuxiao's husband, and he had also deliberately asked Yi Zeran to discuss the affairs of the Yi Group, but what he was doing now all showed his hostile identity.

"Because ......" a fierce look suddenly appeared in Yuan Mu's eyes, "Yi Zeran stepped on my bottom line, and in return, I have to create some surprises for him." ”

Yuan Mu let out a sneer, "Isn't it the etiquette you have always admired?" ”

Sure enough, because of the company's affairs, Xiao Luo squinted his eyes and stared dangerously at the man in front of him, it was obvious that the turmoil of the Yi Group was inseparable from him, so what did Yi Zeran step on his bottom line?

Knowing that men would not do anything too out of the ordinary to her, Xiao Luo's courage gradually grew, she supported the wall with her hands and moved far back, noticing the look of interest on Yuan Mu's face, she said calmly: "Sorry, I don't like to be too close to strangers." ”

Yuan Mu chuckled and sat up straight, "To be honest, if I were Yi Zeran, the final choice would definitely be you." ”

Xiao Luo's movements paused, and he looked up at him in bewilderment.

"My name is Yuan Mu, Jiang Yuxiao's husband." Yuan Mu stood up suddenly, his tall body completely obscured the moon outside the window, and under the backlight, his blue pupils looked particularly mysterious, "Jiang Yuxiao, you should know him, right?" ”

The affirmative tone didn't give Xiao Luo a chance to answer at all, he took a step forward, his legs were completely against the bed board, and such a condescending posture made Xiao Luo feel very uncomfortable.

"It's the woman Yi Zeran left you in the hotel to accompany last night." Yuan Mu touched his chin, "Do you want to know their story?" It sounds poignant, at least more dramatic than the opera that comes to the stage. ”

In fact, as long as she heard Jiang Yuxiao's three words, she could no longer think about problems with a clear mind.

She raised her head and stared at the demonic face in front of her, not noticing that her face had turned pale, and her voice trembled when she spoke, "I'm sorry, I don't want to know. ”

"No!" Yuan Mu raised his voice and leaned down without warning, his eyes were terrifyingly bright, "You want to know!" I want to know if Yi Zeran still has Jiang Yuxiao in his heart, and I want to know if he is a substitute......

His tone suddenly slowed again, like a drizzle after a downpour, "I can tell you everything and help you find the answers to all your questions, which is interesting, isn't it?" ”

Xiao Luo's lips were bitten white, and there was a faint smell of blood in his mouth when he spoke, "No, you just want me to withdraw from this relationship, from China to Country M, from dark to light, your purpose has never changed." ”

The man laughed loudly, and strange laughter filled the room, and Xiao Luo shrank back, trying to suppress the fear in his heart.

"You're smart, even smarter than I thought you would." He shook his head with a look of regret, "But, it's never me who wants to break you up, it's you. ”

"The story is about to begin, are you ready?"

He snapped his fingers, like a good stage operator, and on one side, the bright moonlight poured down from the windowsill.

"The beginning of the story starts when Jiang Yuxiao was four years old, at that time she was already very likable, not only can she fully integrate into a strange family, but she can also easily win the favor of a strange man, you must not think that Yi Zhenghao is so good to Jiang Yuxiao that even his own son can't compare."

Yuan Mu sat in front of the window, the half-open curtains were blown by the wind, fluttering and enveloping his figure, leaving only an ethereal sound.

"Yi Zeran should have hated her at the beginning, the family was broken, he lost his mother's love, he was disgusted by his father, there was nothing more hateful than this, so he began to target Jiang Yuxiao in everything......"

There was a loud knock outside the door suddenly, and the man's voice was urgent and loud, "Mr. Yuan, Yi Zeran has found it!" ”

Yuan Mu stood up suddenly, and the curtains lifted, bringing a gust of wind.

"Where is he?"

"It's right outside the house." The man's voice was a little panting, "He said that you must see Mr. Yuan within three minutes, otherwise you will ......"

Yuan Mu slammed open the door, and glanced back at Xiao Luo before leaving, with a playful smile on his face, "It's a pity that the story is not finished, we'll see you next time." ”

Xiao Luo glared at him viciously, and as the door slammed, she collapsed against the cold, hard wall as if she had been drained of all her strength.

Outside, the lights were bright, the bright lights mixed with the light of white flashlights lit up the night sky, and the cacophony of sound flooded into the ears like waves, footsteps, quarrels, and fights.

Finally, the world was much quieter amid the roar of the vehicles, and the moonlight fell on the room through the glass again, and she heard the footsteps of people on the stairs, muffled, and smashed to the heart.

As soon as I calmed down, my heart was beating like thunder.

She sat up against the wall and slowly got out of bed, the heavy plaster on her feet slowing her steps, and the distance of two or three meters was so tired that she was out of breath.